Named by Rolling Stone Magazine as one of 2003's Top 20 Guitarists of all-time and the recent recipient of both an Ivor Novello Award for Songwriting and the 2006 BBC Lifetime Achievement Award, the iconic British folk rock legend is one of the world's most critically acclaimed and prolific songwriters. His work is admired and recorded by such artists as Bonnie Raitt, David Byrne and Elvis Costello. From his teenage years as a founding member of the 1960's pioneering group Fairport Convention to duo work with his then-wife
¡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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Jerusalem on the Jukebox, Richard Thompson transcribed by [email protected]
GC/GG Jerusalem on the Jukebox they talk in tongues on Coronation Street GC/GG Heaven help the Pharisee whose halo has slipped down to his feet AmC/GG A thousand satellite comedians have died for your sins FCDG Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels, beat your wings
At poolside picnics they chant for Ferraris and furs Their muscle-tone sharpens but their hold on reality blurs You can have your cake and eat it, and never have to puke up a thing Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels, beat your wings
In the bathroom mirror they try that Joan of Arc look again Two parts Ingrid Bergman to one part Shirley MacLaine The wounds of time kill you but the surgeon's knife only stings Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels, beat your wings
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In video-suburbia the blue light flickers and flames Ecstasy and holy blackmail are the favorite games And God has the sharpest suit and the cleanest chin Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels, beat your wings
The bride checks her hair and her make-up, and here comes the groom What one-eyed monster comes slouching into your front room Rudolph Valentino or the curse of the two-legged things Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels, beat your wings