Biografía:
Formada no ano de 1972 em Glasgow, Escócia, UK. Tudo começou quando Alex Harvey encontrou um amigo que o chamou para irem assistir a Tear Gas, uma banda local que fazia um som muito doido e anárquico, misturando Frank Zappa, Jeff Beck, Captain Beefheart e Jimi Hendrix a performances absolutamente teatrais. Quando Alex Harvey viu e ouviu a Tear Gas, imediatamente exclamou fascinado: “São eles! É a banda que eu sempre procurei para me acompanhar.
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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!
Shake That Thing
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|Em |G |D |Em |x2
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Crying out loud the face in the crowd Can you hear me talkin' The
river was dry that was why I'm on the road and walking A
man on a horse with a box on his head He was sayin' to the nation He
pay him dues the goodbye blues is simple syncopation And then I
|G |D |Em |E |
told my story to the cannibal king said Shake that thing
|:Em |E :|x3
Shake that thing
|Em |G |D |Em |
Go and see the frogman and tell him all your troubles
take your umbrella 'cause he keeps on blowing bubbles Come
up and let me analyse you said the monkey to the weasel And I'll
paint your picture on the wall if you can buy the easel And I
|G |D |Em |E |
told my story to the cannibal king said baby baby shake that thing
|:Em |E :|x3
baby Shake that thing
|Em |G |D |Em |
Once upon a sunshine before the final bell I
told my story to big boy with connections straight from Hell His
fiddle was his sweetheart he was her favourite beau And
hear me saying as all he was playing them songs from long ago I
|G |D |Em |E |
told my story to the cannibal king said baby baby shake that thing
|:Em |E :|x3
baby Shake that thing
|Em |G |D |Em |
Too late too late can be the cry So take it if you need it There's
no such thing as a dirty book Its just the way you read it So
goodbye baby I'll see you soon Its gotta be that way So
bury me not on the lone prairie Come a tie yie yipee yie aye Come a
|D |Em |D |Em |
tie yie yipee yie aye Come a tie yie yipee yie aye Come a
|D |D | | |
tie............................ yie.......... yippie yie
|:Em |E :| repeat and fade
Aye.. shake that thing
on the lone prairie
|Em |Em G |Em |Em D |x2
|Em |G |D |Em |x2
|Em |G |D |Em |
Crying out loud the face in the crowd Can you hear me talkin' The
river was dry that was why I'm on the road and walking A
man on a horse with a box on his head He was sayin' to the nation He
pay him dues the goodbye blues is simple syncopation And then I
|G |D |Em |E |
told my story to the cannibal king said Shake that thing
|:Em |E :|x3
Shake that thing
|Em |G |D |Em |
Go and see the frogman and tell him all your troubles
take your umbrella 'cause he keeps on blowing bubbles Come
up and let me analyse you said the monkey to the weasel And I'll
paint your picture on the wall if you can buy the easel And I
|G |D |Em |E |
told my story to the cannibal king said baby baby shake that thing
|:Em |E :|x3
baby Shake that thing
|Em |G |D |Em |
Once upon a sunshine before the final bell I
told my story to big boy with connections straight from Hell His
fiddle was his sweetheart he was her favourite beau And
hear me saying as all he was playing them songs from long ago I
|G |D |Em |E |
told my story to the cannibal king said baby baby shake that thing
|:Em |E :|x3
baby Shake that thing
|Em |G |D |Em |
Too late too late can be the cry So take it if you need it There's
no such thing as a dirty book Its just the way you read it So
goodbye baby I'll see you soon Its gotta be that way So
bury me not on the lone prairie Come a tie yie yipee yie aye Come a
|D |Em |D |Em |
tie yie yipee yie aye Come a tie yie yipee yie aye Come a
|D |D | | |
tie............................ yie.......... yippie yie
|:Em |E :| repeat and fade
Aye.. shake that thing
on the lone prairie
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