Steel Pulse originalmente formado por David Hinds (voz, guitarra), Basil Gabbidon (guitara, voz) and Ronnie McQueen (bajo) en Handsworth Wood Boys School, Birmingham, UK.
Es Hinds quien, como letrista, ha estado siempre detrás de Steel Pulse, desde sus comienzos en la Birmingham club scene en adelante. Formados en 1975, su álbum debut, 'Kibudu, Mansetta And Abuku" se editó en la pequeña discográfica independiente Dip, y se unió a la situación de la "juventud negra" urbana con la imagen de una gran África como hogar.
¡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!
...BODYGUARD... by Steel Pulse ---------------...............
*from 'Earth Crisis' (1984)*
Intro:
C#mG#m, F#mG#mA, G#m C#mG#m, F#mG#m, Dmaj7
C#mA, G#m (x2)
Verse 1:
C#mAG#m Every time you meet, the public, C#mAG#m You get scared and you, start to pa-nic.
Bridge 1:
C#mAG#m A-who, got A gun? A-who got A bomb? C#mAG#m Who, got a knife? A-who's... gonna lose their life?
Verse 2:
C#mAG#m So-called leaders, with deceitful faces, C#mAG#m Cor-ruption, in a high place. C#mAG#m You hands filled with bribes; mouth pours out lies, yea. C#mAG#m Cause of all op-pression now, running for pro-tection.
Chorus 1:
C#mA Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your job, G#m (Snakes in the grass), say they know not God. C#mA Poly-tricksters, drinking human blood, G#m (A concrete heart), can hold no love.
Interlude:
C#mA, G#m
Verse 3:
C#mAG#m I just can't sorry for the bodyguard. C#mAG#m Bullet-proof vest strapped to your chest, C#mAG#m Under your collar is getting hot.
Bridge 2:
C#mAG#m A-who, got A gun? A-who got A bomb? C#mAG#m Who, got a knife? A-who's... gonna lose their life?
Chorus 2:
C#mA Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your job, G#m (Snakes in the grass), say they know not God. C#mA Poly-tricksters, drinking human blood, G#m (A concrete heart), can hold no love.
Chorus 3:
C#mA Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your job, G#m (Snakes in the grass), say they know not God. C#mA Poly-tricksters, drinking human blood, G#m (A concrete heart), can hold no love.
Break:
C#mB, C#mF#7, C#mB, G#7
C#mB, C#mF#7, C#m, F#mG#m, Dmaj7
Verse 4:
C#mAG#m Hey, hey, no feel no way, C#mAG#m I just can't sorry for the bodyguard.
Bridge 3:
C#mAG#m A-who, got A gun? A-who got A bomb? C#mAG#m Who, got a knife? A-who's... gonna lose their life?
Chorus 4:
C#mA Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your job, G#m (Snakes in the grass), say they know not God. C#mA Poly-tricksters, drinking human blood, G#m (A concrete heart), can hold no love.
Chorus 5:
C#mA Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your job, G#m (Snakes in the grass), say they know not God. C#mA Poly-tricksters, drinking human blood, G#m (A concrete heart), can hold no love.
Coda:
C#mAG#m Watch it all you presidents, boo! C#mAG#m Heads of government, boo! C#mAG#m Mash down parliaments, boo!
C#mA I just can't sorry for the bodyguard. G#m (A who's gonna lose their life?) C#mA I just can't sorry for the bodyguard. G#m (A who's gonna lose their life?)
C#mA All that fretting, all that checking. G#m (Gonna lose their life?) C#mAG#m All that searching, for assassin, hey!