The Cult es una banda inglesa de Hard rock y Rock gótico. A mediados de los 80's, The Cult fue una de las principales bandas que hicieron resurgir el Hard rock en Inglaterra; una banda de rock con algunos toques Psicodélicos, influenciados principalmente por el misticismo de The Doors y el estilo de las guitarras de hard rock de Led Zeppelin y AC/DC. La banda comenzó con un estilo rock gótico post-punk[1] , y fue evolucionando hacia el Hard rock a partir del disco "Electric" (1987).
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Cult – New York City Chords by [email protected] G5A5 (x3) D#5D5C5D5C5 (x2)
G5A5G5A5 I saw a rainbow stretched across the ocean G5A5D#5D5C5D5C5 Crashed the Big Apple G5A5 So I took a bite G5A5 Found a taste I like G5A5D#5D5C5D5C5 But she bit me back
G5A5 I jumped across the ocean G5A5 Found a Big Apple G5A5D#5D5C5D5C5 So I took a bite G5A5 She teased me with a taste G5A5 Laid my soul to waste G5A5D#5D5C5D5C5 Stabbed me in the back
D#5D5A5 Hell's Kitchen is a DMZ D#5D5A5 I ain't never coming back D#5D5A5 Hell's Kitchen is a DMZ G#5D#5A5 I ain't never coming back G5A5 (x3) D#5D5C5D5C5
G5A5 Pressure never stops G5A5 Pressure never drops G5A5D#5D5C5D5C5 Lennon got fried G5A5 Said it was a crime G5A5 Said it was a pity G5A5D#5D5C5D5C5 No one even cried (x2)
D#5D5A5 Hell's Kitchen is a crazy place D#5D5A5 I ain't never coming back D#5D5A5 Hell's Kitchen is a crazy place G5D5 I ain't never coming back
D5A#5 B#5 D5A#5 B#5 New York City, New York City D5A#5 B#5 D5A#5 B#5 New York City, New York City
C5 Hell's Kitchen is a DMZ
I'm never coming back, no D5 Disneyland trash can baby
It'll give you a heart attack C5 Times Square shuffle, Manhattan flip
Twenty four hour groove D5 Working up a frenzy baby
People push on through
Solo: EmA#5A5G5A5G5 (x4)
G5A5 (x3) D#5D5C5D5C5 (x2)
G5A5 I jumped across the ocean G5A5 Found a Big Apple G5A5D#5D5C5D5C5 So I took a bite G5A5 She teased me with a taste G5A5 Laid my soul to waste G5A5D#5D5C5D5C5 Stabbed me in the back
D#5D5A5 Hell's Kitchen is a crazy place D#5D5A5 I ain't never coming back D#5D5A5 Hell's Kitchen is a DMZ C5G5D5 I ain't never coming back
D5A#5 B#5 D5 Oh, new york city D5A#5 B#5 D5 Wake up, yeah, in the new york city D5A#5 B#5 D5 Well, new york city, yeah, yeah D5A#5 B#5 D5 New york city Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah D5A#5 B#5 D5 … Shake it up, do it now Shake it up, bells ringing I'm shooting on the hip now I'm shooting on the hip now, baby I'm shooting on the hip now Oh, new york city