Canned Heat es una banda de blues-rock/boogie formada en Los Ángeles en 1965. La importancia de este grupo no sólo reside en su música basada en el blues, sino también en sus esfuerzos para reintroducir y revivir las carreras de algunos grandes bluesmen, así como sus habilidades para la improvisación.
El grupo lo lidereaban Alan "Blind Owl" Wilson -"Búho Ciego- (guitarra, armónica y voces) y Bob Hite ("The Bear" -El Oso-) (voces y armónica).
¡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!
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[Spoken] G# This is a song with a message, G# I want you to heeeeed my warning.
Verse 1: ----- G# I wanna tell you all a story, about this chick I know.
They call her Amphetamine Annie, an' she's always shovelin' snow. C# I sat her down and told her, I told her crystal clear G# I don't mind you gettin' high but there's one thing you should fear D#C# Your mind might think it's flyin' baby on those little pills G#D# [Stop] But you ought to know it's dyin' cause, speed kills! [Yell "Speed Kills"]
Verse 2: ------ G# But Annie kept on speedin', her health was gettin' poor
She saw things in the window, she heard things at the door
Her mouth was like a grindin' mill, her lips where cracked and soar G# her skin was turnin' yella', I just couldn't take it no more D#C# She thought her mind was flyin', on those little pills G#D# [Stop] She didn't know it was going down fast, cause speed kills! [Yell "Speed Kills] Solo: ----- [Spoken] G# Yeaaa, speed can kill you too baby, yaa G# [
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Verse 3: ----- G# Well I sat her down and told her, I told her one more time
The whole wide human race has taken far too much meladrime C# She said "I don't care what a limey says, I got to get it on G# I'm not hip to the scene of the man who come from across the pond" D#C# She wouldn't heed my warnin', lord she wouldn't hear what I said G#D# Now she's in the grave yard, and she, awfully dead [Yell "Awfully Dead"]
Outro: ----- [Yelled (in a drunken fit)]
G# Ya speed gonna kill you!! G# Anybody. Speed 'll get you!! # Speed from over the pond. G# There ain't no hope baby... G# Yaa, aah hah. G# Spoon a Spoon a Spoon.... huah [fade]
The End: -----
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