Biografia:
Jemaine Clement e Bret McKenzie são considerados o 4º duo folk de humor mais conhecido da Nova Zelândia. Eles têm uma aproximação à música idêntica a outros grandes marcos do humor comos os Spinal Tap, os Rutles, Weird Al Yankovic e marginalmente os Tenacious D de Jack Black.
Depois de circunvagarem pelos palcos de «Stand Up comedy», finalmente o seu talento foi captado pela HBO onde conseguiram converter a sua música e atitude em textos e actuações bastante hilariantes.
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Outras músicas:
- A Kiss Is Not A Contract
- Albi The Racist Dragon
- Angels
- Bret You Got It Going On
- Bus Drivers Song
- Business Time
- Carol Brown
- Father And Son
- Friends
- Hiphopopotamus Vs. Rhymenoceros
- Hurt Feelings
- I'm Not Crying
- If You're Into It
- Jenny
- Leggy Blonde
- Most Beautiful Girl In The Room
- Pencils In The Wind Tape Of Love
- Petrov, Yelyena, And Me
- Sellotape
- Sugalumps
- The Humans Are Dead
- The Most Beautiful Girl In The Room
- Think About It
- Think About It Think Think About It
- You Don't Have To Be A Prostitute
- Leggy Blonde (feat. Rhys Darby)
- The Most Beautiful Girl
- A Gender Reversal Reversal
- Albi
- Bowie
- Bret You Got It Goin On
- Dreams
- Feel Inside And Stuff Like That
- Femident Toothpaste
- Foux Da Fa Fa
- Frodo
- Goodbye Leggy Blonde
- Hiphop
- Hiphopopotamus Vs Rhymenoceros
- Humans Are Dead
- I Told You I Was Freaky
- If Youre Into It
- Im Not Crying
- Inner City Pressure
- Kissing
- Ladies Of The World
- Love Is Your Weapon Of Choice
- Mermaids
- Mutha Uckas
- Nothin Wrong
- Petrov Yelyena And Me
- Prince Of Parties
- Rambling Through The Avenues Of Time
- Robots
- Sellotape Chords
- Sexy Flower
- Song For Epileptic Dogs
- Song For Sally
- Tape Of Love
- Theme Song
- Too Many Dicks On The Dance Floor
- Were Both In Love With A Sexy Lady
- Who Likes To Rock The Party
- You Dont Have To Be A Prostitute
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
...INNER CITY PRESSURE... by Flight of the Conchords
-------------------------...........................
*from Episode 2 (2007)*
Verse 1: (Bret)
Cm
Inner city life, Inner city pressure,
The concrete world is starting to get ya.
F
The city is alive, the city is expanding,
Living in the city can be demanding.
Cm
You've pawned everything, everything you own,
Your toothbrush jar and a camera phone.
F
You don't know where you're going; you cross the street,
You don't know why you did; you walk back across the street.
Cm
Standing in the sitting room, totally skint,
And your favourite jersey is covered in lint.
F
You want to sit down but you sold your chair,
So you just, stand there.
Cm F
You just stand there, (you just stand there).
Chorus 1:
Gm F Cm
Inner, Inner city, Inner city pressure. (Inner city pressure).
Verse 2: (Jemaine)
Cm
Counting coins on the counter of the 7-11,
From a quarter past six 'till a quarter to seven.
F
The manager Bevan starts to abuse me;
Hey man, I just want some Muesli.
Cm
Neon signs hidden messages, questions, answers, fetishes.
F
You know you're not in high finance,
Considering getting second hand underpants.
Cm
Check your mind; how'd it get so bad?
What happened to those other underpants you had?
F
Look in your pockets; haven't found a cent yet,
Landlords on your balls; "Have you paid your rent yet?"
Chorus 2:
Gm F Cm
Inner, Inner city, Inner city pressure. (Inner city pressure).
Gm F Cm
Inner, Inner city, Inner city pressure. (Inner city pressure).
Break:
Am G#, D
Verse 3: (Jemaine)
Cm
So you think maybe you'll be a prostitute,
Just to pay for your lessons; you're learning the flute.
F
The ladies won't pay you very much for this,
Looks like you'll never be a concert flautist.
Cm
You don't measure up to the expectation,
When you’re unemployed there’s no vacation.
F
No one cares, no one sympathizes,
You just stay home and play synthesizers.
Chorus 3:
Gm F, Cm
(Inner city pressure).
Gm F, Cm
(Inner city pressure).
Chorus 4:
Gm F Cm
Inner, Inner city, Inner city pressure. (Inner city pressure).
Gm F Cm
Inner, Inner city, Inner city pressure. (Inner city pressure).
Outro:
Gm F, Cm
(Fade)
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
---------------
Cm F Gm Am G# D
EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE
x35543 133211 355333 x02210 466544 xx0232
Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2008 ([email protected])
-------------------------...........................
*from Episode 2 (2007)*
Verse 1: (Bret)
Cm
Inner city life, Inner city pressure,
The concrete world is starting to get ya.
F
The city is alive, the city is expanding,
Living in the city can be demanding.
Cm
You've pawned everything, everything you own,
Your toothbrush jar and a camera phone.
F
You don't know where you're going; you cross the street,
You don't know why you did; you walk back across the street.
Cm
Standing in the sitting room, totally skint,
And your favourite jersey is covered in lint.
F
You want to sit down but you sold your chair,
So you just, stand there.
Cm F
You just stand there, (you just stand there).
Chorus 1:
Gm F Cm
Inner, Inner city, Inner city pressure. (Inner city pressure).
Verse 2: (Jemaine)
Cm
Counting coins on the counter of the 7-11,
From a quarter past six 'till a quarter to seven.
F
The manager Bevan starts to abuse me;
Hey man, I just want some Muesli.
Cm
Neon signs hidden messages, questions, answers, fetishes.
F
You know you're not in high finance,
Considering getting second hand underpants.
Cm
Check your mind; how'd it get so bad?
What happened to those other underpants you had?
F
Look in your pockets; haven't found a cent yet,
Landlords on your balls; "Have you paid your rent yet?"
Chorus 2:
Gm F Cm
Inner, Inner city, Inner city pressure. (Inner city pressure).
Gm F Cm
Inner, Inner city, Inner city pressure. (Inner city pressure).
Break:
Am G#, D
Verse 3: (Jemaine)
Cm
So you think maybe you'll be a prostitute,
Just to pay for your lessons; you're learning the flute.
F
The ladies won't pay you very much for this,
Looks like you'll never be a concert flautist.
Cm
You don't measure up to the expectation,
When you’re unemployed there’s no vacation.
F
No one cares, no one sympathizes,
You just stay home and play synthesizers.
Chorus 3:
Gm F, Cm
(Inner city pressure).
Gm F, Cm
(Inner city pressure).
Chorus 4:
Gm F Cm
Inner, Inner city, Inner city pressure. (Inner city pressure).
Gm F Cm
Inner, Inner city, Inner city pressure. (Inner city pressure).
Outro:
Gm F, Cm
(Fade)
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
---------------
Cm F Gm Am G# D
EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE
x35543 133211 355333 x02210 466544 xx0232
Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2008 ([email protected])
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Flop Floppy
Flopa Manza Mini (...)
Flora Baza Quan
Flora Cash