Biografía:
Icehouse es un grupo de música del género new wave/synthpop nacido en Sydney (Australia). Inicialmente llamados Flowers, se formaron en 1977. Sus integrantes entonces eran Iva Davies, un multi-instrumentista con estudios de música clásica, en voz, guitarra, bajo, teclados y oboe, y Keith Welsh, también en el bajo. Un año más tarde, se añadirían a la formación Michael Hoste en los teclados y Don Brown en la batería, quienes serían reemplazados al año siguiente por Anthony Smith y John Lloyd, respectivamente.
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¡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!
Great southern land by Icehouse
Intro: A Em D
A
Standing at the limit of an endless ocean
Em
stranded like a runaway, lost at sea
D
city on a rainy day down in the harbor
A
watching as the grey clouds shadow the bay
Em
looking everywhere 'cause I had to find you
A
this is not the way that i remember it here
D
anyone will tell you its a prisoner island
A
hidden in the summer for a million years
Am F A Am
Great Southern Land, burned you black
A
So you look into the land and it will tell you a story
Em
story 'bout a journey ended long ago
D
if you listen to the motion of the wind in the mountains
A
maybe you can hear them talking like I do
Em
". . they're gonna betray, they're gonna forget you
A
are you gonna let them take you over this way . ."
Am F A
Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land
Am A
you walk alone, like a primitive man
Am F
and they make it work, with sticks and bones,
A Am
see their hungry eyes, its a hungry home,
F A
I hear the sound, of the stranger's voices,
Am F
I see their hungry eyes, their hungry eyes
Am F Am F
Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land
A Am
they burned you black, black against the ground
Am F A
Great Southern Land, in the sleeping sun
Am F
you walk alone with the ghost of time
A Am
they burned you black, black against the ground
F A
and they make it work with rocks and sand
Am F A
I hear the sound of the stanger's voices
F A
I see their hungry eyes, their hungry eyes
Am F A
Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land
Am F
you walk alone, like a primitive man
A Am
you walk alone with the ghost of time
F
and they burned you black
Am A
yeah, they burned you black
Am F A Am
Great Southern Land
Intro: A Em D
A
Standing at the limit of an endless ocean
Em
stranded like a runaway, lost at sea
D
city on a rainy day down in the harbor
A
watching as the grey clouds shadow the bay
Em
looking everywhere 'cause I had to find you
A
this is not the way that i remember it here
D
anyone will tell you its a prisoner island
A
hidden in the summer for a million years
Am F A Am
Great Southern Land, burned you black
A
So you look into the land and it will tell you a story
Em
story 'bout a journey ended long ago
D
if you listen to the motion of the wind in the mountains
A
maybe you can hear them talking like I do
Em
". . they're gonna betray, they're gonna forget you
A
are you gonna let them take you over this way . ."
Am F A
Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land
Am A
you walk alone, like a primitive man
Am F
and they make it work, with sticks and bones,
A Am
see their hungry eyes, its a hungry home,
F A
I hear the sound, of the stranger's voices,
Am F
I see their hungry eyes, their hungry eyes
Am F Am F
Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land
A Am
they burned you black, black against the ground
Am F A
Great Southern Land, in the sleeping sun
Am F
you walk alone with the ghost of time
A Am
they burned you black, black against the ground
F A
and they make it work with rocks and sand
Am F A
I hear the sound of the stanger's voices
F A
I see their hungry eyes, their hungry eyes
Am F A
Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land
Am F
you walk alone, like a primitive man
A Am
you walk alone with the ghost of time
F
and they burned you black
Am A
yeah, they burned you black
Am F A Am
Great Southern Land
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