Arctic Monkeys es una banda inglesa de rock alternativo e indie rock proveniente de High Green, un suburbio en las afueras de Sheffield, Inglaterra. Formada en 2002, la banda actualmente está compuesta por el vocalista, guitarrista y compositor principal, Alex Turner, el guitarrista Jamie Cook, el baterista Matt Helders y Nick O'Malley en el bajo, una posición anteriormente ocupada por Andy Nicholson.
Arctic Monkeys logró popularidad en las listas con su sencillo debut I Bet You Look Good on the Dancefloor
¡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!
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AmDm Oh you were reading a book about some idiot FE And telling me about another
AmDm I was so severely underwhelmed FE I thought I might never recover
Am Straighten the rudder girl Dm And sail me up stairs F And go and find somebody E Who cares
AmDm Well we might not be the perfect partners FE But tonight we make a pair
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