Biografía:
Paul Luc is a Folk Rock band local to Pittsburgh, PA. They have released one independent album, "The Shelley Street Anthems", and are currently playing shows around Pittsburgh in support of it.
The band members are:
Jake Horwat - Bass
Paul Luc - Vocals, Guitars & Harmonica
Kevin Mulcahy - Drums/Percussion
John "Whitey" Rokosz - Piano.
Their official website is http://www.lucmusic.com/
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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!
[Intro]
Gm D# F D#
Gm D# F D#
Gm D# F A#
[Verse]
A#
I turn the television on
D#
To hear those songbirds carry on
A#
I tune into that drab recital
D#
They'd claimed I'd find a brand new idol
F D#
It felt like something good was dying
A#
Oh, something good was dying
D# - A#
D# - A#
[Verse]
A#
She sang a ledgendary song
D#
With something desperately wrong
Gm
There were fourteen-thousand notes inside
D#
A space where four plain notes should reside
F D# A#
It felt like mastur~bation on the TV station
A# - D#
A# - D#
F A# D#
Oh, it felt like something good was dying
A#
Oh, something good was dying
A# - D# Cm
A# - D# Cm
[Verse]
A#
Asked about the music she was raised upon
D#
Was it Paul, George, Ringo Starr, and John?
Gm
With her mini-skirt and her bashful eyes
D#
Claimed she'd never heard of those four guys
F A# D#
She'd been singin', "Hey Jude don't make it bad."
A#
And now my whole world was sad.
A# - D# Cm
A# - D# Cm
F A# D#
Oh, it felt like something good was dying
Gm
Oh, something good was...
Gm - D# - F - D#
A# - F - A#
[Verse]
A#
So I jumped into my car to drive
D#
I flicked the radio alive
Gm
And I heard another shallow song
D#
I turned the dial, that same song was on
F A# D#
Every station; It felt like indoctrination
A#
Like no one's even trying
A# - D# Cm
A# - D# Cm
F D# Gm
Oh, it felt like something good was dy~ing
[Outro]
Gm - A# - D# - F - D#
Gm - A# - D# - F - D#
Gm D# F D#
Gm D# F D#
Gm D# F A#
[Verse]
A#
I turn the television on
D#
To hear those songbirds carry on
A#
I tune into that drab recital
D#
They'd claimed I'd find a brand new idol
F D#
It felt like something good was dying
A#
Oh, something good was dying
D# - A#
D# - A#
[Verse]
A#
She sang a ledgendary song
D#
With something desperately wrong
Gm
There were fourteen-thousand notes inside
D#
A space where four plain notes should reside
F D# A#
It felt like mastur~bation on the TV station
A# - D#
A# - D#
F A# D#
Oh, it felt like something good was dying
A#
Oh, something good was dying
A# - D# Cm
A# - D# Cm
[Verse]
A#
Asked about the music she was raised upon
D#
Was it Paul, George, Ringo Starr, and John?
Gm
With her mini-skirt and her bashful eyes
D#
Claimed she'd never heard of those four guys
F A# D#
She'd been singin', "Hey Jude don't make it bad."
A#
And now my whole world was sad.
A# - D# Cm
A# - D# Cm
F A# D#
Oh, it felt like something good was dying
Gm
Oh, something good was...
Gm - D# - F - D#
A# - F - A#
[Verse]
A#
So I jumped into my car to drive
D#
I flicked the radio alive
Gm
And I heard another shallow song
D#
I turned the dial, that same song was on
F A# D#
Every station; It felt like indoctrination
A#
Like no one's even trying
A# - D# Cm
A# - D# Cm
F D# Gm
Oh, it felt like something good was dy~ing
[Outro]
Gm - A# - D# - F - D#
Gm - A# - D# - F - D#
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