Sator is a band originally from Borlänge, Sweden and consists of five band members called Kent Norberg [guitar, vocals], Hans Gäfvert, Chips Kiesbye [guitar, vocals], Heikki Kiviaho (bass) and Michael Olsson [drums]. The Band was formed in 1981. Originally named Sator Codex changed their name to Sator with the release of 'Slammer' in 1987.
¡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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Date: Tue, 03 Mar 1998 12:00:36 PST From: Martin Nilsson Subject: CRD:'I wanna go home' by 'Sator'
song: "I wanna go home" by: Sator music/lyrics: Kiesby/Norberg album: "Headquake"
I'[G]ve been[Cadd9] away for 50 days now I'[Cadd9]m br[G]oken and I wanna go home I haven't seen you in a long, long time I'm making love to you on the phone Another hotel in another town There's nothing here to see at all Too many miles on too many roads and too many long distance calls
Chorus: I wanna go[Em]home
[D]I wanna[C] go home
[G]I'm tired of travelling
[D]tired of all the same roads
[C]tired of everything
Another day another week going up and down these roads I'm looking through the windshield but I've seen it all before I fill my head with fantasies to take the edge off the days But I'm out of stories and things to tell 'cause everything looks the same
Chorus
Going to the same old places time after time Sometimes I wonder if this is what it's all about Staring at a picture of you wishing I were back home I need something bad right now bad to make it feel good