Biografia:
Peter Dennis Blandford Townshend (Chiswick, Londres, 19 de maio de 1945) é um influente guitarrista e compositor britânico, mais conhecido por seu trabalho com a banda de rock The Who.
Nascido em uma família musical (seu pai Cliff foi saxofonista profissional e sua mãe Betty uma cantora), Townshend demonstrou desde cedo fascinação pela música. Ainda criança ele foi exposto ao rock and roll americano e ganhou seu primeiro violão de sua avó aos 12 anos de idade.
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Outras músicas:
- Let My Love Open The Door
- A Little Is Enough
- Annie
- Behind Blue Eyes
- Brilliant Blues
- Face The Face
- Give Blood
- Heart To Hang On To
- Hiding Out
- I Am An Animal
- Keep Me Turning
- Keep On Working
- Mary
- Misunderstood
- Rough Boys
- Sleeping Dog
- Slit Skirts
- So Sad About Us
- Theres A Heartache Following Me
- You Came Back
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!
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Date: Sun, 25 Jun 1995 21:59:42 GMT
From: [email protected] (Kenny Sahr)
Subject: CRD: Slit Skirts by Pete Townshend
Please tell me if I did this right and made life easy for you guys.
There are many people all over the world who appreciate what you do
and I for one would like to help whenever possible..
SLIT SKIRTS
INTRO:
Bbm / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / ||
VERSE I:
I was just thirty-four years old and I was still
Bbm
Wandering in a haze
Absus4 Ab
I was wondering why everyone I met seemed like they were
F#sus4 F#
Lost in a maze
Ebsus4 Eb
I don't know why I thought I should have some kind of
Bbm
Divine right to the blues
Absus4 Ab
It's sympathy not tears people need when they're the
F#sus4 F#
Front Page sad news.
Ebsus4 Eb
The incense burned away and the
Bb(add2)
Stench began to rise
Ebmaj7
And lovers now estranged avoided
Bb(add2)
Catching each others' eyes
Ebmaj7
PRE-CHORUS I:
And girls who lost their children cursed the
Fmaj7 Cmaj7
Men who fit the coil
Fmaj7 Cmaj7
And men not fit for marriage took their
Fmaj7 Cmaj7
Refuge in the oil
Fmaj7 Cmaj7
No-one respects the flame quite like the
Gmaj7 Dmaj7
Fool who's badly burned
Gmaj7 Dmaj7
>From all this you'd imagine that there
Gmaj7 Dmaj7
Must be something learned . . .
C11
CHORUS I
Slit skirts, Jeanie isn't wearing those
C
Slit skirts, and I don't ever wear no
F(add2)
Ripped shirts, can't pretend that growing older
Am7
Never hurts.
Bb(add2)
Knee-pants, Jeanie never wears those
C
Knee-pants, have to be so drunk to try a
F(add2)
New dance, so afraid of every little
Am7
Romance . . .
Bb(add2)
Slit skirts, slit skirts, Jeanie isn't wearing those
D
Slit skirts, slit skirts, she wouldn't dare in those
Bm
Slit skirts, slit skirts, wouldn't be seen dead in those
Gmaj7
Slit skirts
C11
Romance, romance, why aren't we thinking up
D
Romance? Why can't we drink it up
Bm
True-heart romance, just need a brief new little
Gmaj7
Romance . . .
C11
VERSE II
Let me tell you some more about myself, you know I'm sitting at home
just now.
The big events of the day have passed and the late TV shows have come
on.
I'm number one on the home team, but I still feel unfulfilled. A
silent voice
in a broken heart complains that I'm unskilled. And I know that when
she
thinks of me, she thinks of me as him, but unlike me she don't workout
her
frustrations in the gym.
Recriminations fester and the past can never change, a woman's
expectations
run from both ends of the range.
Once she walked with untamed lovers face between her legs,
Now he's cooled and stifled and it's she who has to beg...
[Repeat VERSE I, PRE-CHORUS I & CHORUS I]
FADE
[Repeat last four lines of CHORUS I]
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#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
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Date: Sun, 25 Jun 1995 21:59:42 GMT
From: [email protected] (Kenny Sahr)
Subject: CRD: Slit Skirts by Pete Townshend
Please tell me if I did this right and made life easy for you guys.
There are many people all over the world who appreciate what you do
and I for one would like to help whenever possible..
SLIT SKIRTS
INTRO:
Bbm / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / ||
VERSE I:
I was just thirty-four years old and I was still
Bbm
Wandering in a haze
Absus4 Ab
I was wondering why everyone I met seemed like they were
F#sus4 F#
Lost in a maze
Ebsus4 Eb
I don't know why I thought I should have some kind of
Bbm
Divine right to the blues
Absus4 Ab
It's sympathy not tears people need when they're the
F#sus4 F#
Front Page sad news.
Ebsus4 Eb
The incense burned away and the
Bb(add2)
Stench began to rise
Ebmaj7
And lovers now estranged avoided
Bb(add2)
Catching each others' eyes
Ebmaj7
PRE-CHORUS I:
And girls who lost their children cursed the
Fmaj7 Cmaj7
Men who fit the coil
Fmaj7 Cmaj7
And men not fit for marriage took their
Fmaj7 Cmaj7
Refuge in the oil
Fmaj7 Cmaj7
No-one respects the flame quite like the
Gmaj7 Dmaj7
Fool who's badly burned
Gmaj7 Dmaj7
>From all this you'd imagine that there
Gmaj7 Dmaj7
Must be something learned . . .
C11
CHORUS I
Slit skirts, Jeanie isn't wearing those
C
Slit skirts, and I don't ever wear no
F(add2)
Ripped shirts, can't pretend that growing older
Am7
Never hurts.
Bb(add2)
Knee-pants, Jeanie never wears those
C
Knee-pants, have to be so drunk to try a
F(add2)
New dance, so afraid of every little
Am7
Romance . . .
Bb(add2)
Slit skirts, slit skirts, Jeanie isn't wearing those
D
Slit skirts, slit skirts, she wouldn't dare in those
Bm
Slit skirts, slit skirts, wouldn't be seen dead in those
Gmaj7
Slit skirts
C11
Romance, romance, why aren't we thinking up
D
Romance? Why can't we drink it up
Bm
True-heart romance, just need a brief new little
Gmaj7
Romance . . .
C11
VERSE II
Let me tell you some more about myself, you know I'm sitting at home
just now.
The big events of the day have passed and the late TV shows have come
on.
I'm number one on the home team, but I still feel unfulfilled. A
silent voice
in a broken heart complains that I'm unskilled. And I know that when
she
thinks of me, she thinks of me as him, but unlike me she don't workout
her
frustrations in the gym.
Recriminations fester and the past can never change, a woman's
expectations
run from both ends of the range.
Once she walked with untamed lovers face between her legs,
Now he's cooled and stifled and it's she who has to beg...
[Repeat VERSE I, PRE-CHORUS I & CHORUS I]
FADE
[Repeat last four lines of CHORUS I]
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Author of Hebrew language Jordan/Syria Travel Guide
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