Midnight Oil era una banda de rock australiana reconocida por su característico sonido hard-rock, intensas presentaciones en vivo y su abierto activismo político. "Burning the midnight oil" significa trabajar tarde en la noche, aludiendo a una lámpara de aceite. "Smells of the midnight oil" caracteriza poesía o prosa cargada con elaboradas alusiones literarias y vocabulario metafórico. The Oils, como los conocen sus seguidores, comenzaron como una banda de rock progresivo llamada Farm a comienzos de los 70s
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From [email protected] (Kai Lukoschek) Subject: Bedlam Bridge - Oils X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.1 PL9] Date: Wed, 13 Oct 1993 09:56:48 GMT
H stands for B in America H stands for Bm. C stands for Cm. cis stands for C#m. Cis stands for C#... and so on.
The notation C(G" F" E" D" C") means you play C major plus the line g" f" e" d" c", where g" means the note g on the upper E string etc.
Bedlam Bridge - Midnight Oil
A In this city with no footpath there's a building with no people H There is crime and gun decisions.
A There's a street of heat and hawlers, there's a house of hope and drifters H There's a gang that shoots then listens
E There's a place that knows no poverty, a town without pollution Gis There's a soul with good intentions
A There are canyons full of movie stars, churches made of metal H There are mountains made of muscle
A We have leaders who are anxious we have captains not courageous H Captains tumbling into madness
E But there's a man who makes no enemies
A body never breathless Gis No ambition ever hopeless
cis Up on bedlam bridge somebody is waiting H Up on bedlam bridge I'm shot to heaven Fis Gis Oh up on bedlam bridge waiting
(same chords) In these locked and shackled neighbourhoods Nridge and tunnel diplomats See the golden ghetto's creeper
Crazy flags from history, songs for the White House gangsters Guns for hellgate railway sleepers
But there's a man...
EA So how stands the city on this winter's night? ED The city on the hill or so they said EH The snow is falling down around the armbury CGD The city's closing in around my head