Biografia:
Corria o ano de 1975 em Birmigham, Inglaterra, quando três jovens do bairro negro de Handsworth, descendentes de imigrantes jamaicanos, resolveram canalizar suas energias e frustrações para a música, formando uma banda que viria se tornar uma das mais queridas e respeitadas entre os regueiros do mundo todo, o Steel Pulse. O trio era formado pelo baixista Ronald McQueen e pelos guitarristas Basil Gabbidon e David Hinds, que descreveu a situação da época: "Havia seguidas confrontações da polícia com os jovens da comunidade.
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Outras músicas:
- A Who Responsible
- Back To My Roots
- Bad Man
- Blues Dance Raid
- Bodyguard
- Bootstraps
- Brown Eyed Girl
- Chant A Psalm
- Earth Crisis
- Find It Quick
- Handsworth Revolution
- Islands Unite
- Ku Klux Klan
- Leggo Beast
- Macka Splaff
- Man No Sober
- Prediction
- Prodigal Son
- Rally Round
- Ravers
- Reggae Fever
- Roller Skates
- Soldiers
- State Of Emergency
- Steppin Out
- Taxi Driver
- Wild Goose Chase
- Your House
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!
...BODYGUARD... by Steel Pulse
---------------...............
*from 'Earth Crisis' (1984)*
Intro:
C#m G#m, F#m G#m A, G#m
C#m G#m, F#m G#m, Dmaj7
C#m A, G#m (x2)
Verse 1:
C#m A G#m
Every time you meet, the public,
C#m A G#m
You get scared and you, start to pa-nic.
Bridge 1:
C#m A G#m
A-who, got A gun? A-who got A bomb?
C#m A G#m
Who, got a knife? A-who's... gonna lose their life?
Verse 2:
C#m A G#m
So-called leaders, with deceitful faces,
C#m A G#m
Cor-ruption, in a high place.
C#m A G#m
You hands filled with bribes; mouth pours out lies, yea.
C#m A G#m
Cause of all op-pression now, running for pro-tection.
Chorus 1:
C#m A
Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your job,
G#m
(Snakes in the grass), say they know not God.
C#m A
Poly-tricksters, drinking human blood,
G#m
(A concrete heart), can hold no love.
Interlude:
C#m A, G#m
Verse 3:
C#m A G#m
I just can't sorry for the bodyguard.
C#m A G#m
Bullet-proof vest strapped to your chest,
C#m A G#m
Under your collar is getting hot.
Bridge 2:
C#m A G#m
A-who, got A gun? A-who got A bomb?
C#m A G#m
Who, got a knife? A-who's... gonna lose their life?
Chorus 2:
C#m A
Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your job,
G#m
(Snakes in the grass), say they know not God.
C#m A
Poly-tricksters, drinking human blood,
G#m
(A concrete heart), can hold no love.
Chorus 3:
C#m A
Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your job,
G#m
(Snakes in the grass), say they know not God.
C#m A
Poly-tricksters, drinking human blood,
G#m
(A concrete heart), can hold no love.
Break:
C#m B, C#m F#7, C#m B, G#7
C#m B, C#m F#7, C#m, F#m G#m, Dmaj7
Verse 4:
C#m A G#m
Hey, hey, no feel no way,
C#m A G#m
I just can't sorry for the bodyguard.
Bridge 3:
C#m A G#m
A-who, got A gun? A-who got A bomb?
C#m A G#m
Who, got a knife? A-who's... gonna lose their life?
Chorus 4:
C#m A
Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your job,
G#m
(Snakes in the grass), say they know not God.
C#m A
Poly-tricksters, drinking human blood,
G#m
(A concrete heart), can hold no love.
Chorus 5:
C#m A
Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your job,
G#m
(Snakes in the grass), say they know not God.
C#m A
Poly-tricksters, drinking human blood,
G#m
(A concrete heart), can hold no love.
Coda:
C#m A G#m
Watch it all you presidents, boo!
C#m A G#m
Heads of government, boo!
C#m A G#m
Mash down parliaments, boo!
C#m A
I just can't sorry for the bodyguard.
G#m
(A who's gonna lose their life?)
C#m A
I just can't sorry for the bodyguard.
G#m
(A who's gonna lose their life?)
C#m A
All that fretting, all that checking.
G#m
(Gonna lose their life?)
C#m A G#m
All that searching, for assassin, hey!
(Fade)
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
---------------
C#m G#m F#m A Dmaj7 B F#7 G#7
EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE
x46654 466444 244222 577655 x57675 x24442 242322 464544
Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2008 ([email protected])
---------------...............
*from 'Earth Crisis' (1984)*
Intro:
C#m G#m, F#m G#m A, G#m
C#m G#m, F#m G#m, Dmaj7
C#m A, G#m (x2)
Verse 1:
C#m A G#m
Every time you meet, the public,
C#m A G#m
You get scared and you, start to pa-nic.
Bridge 1:
C#m A G#m
A-who, got A gun? A-who got A bomb?
C#m A G#m
Who, got a knife? A-who's... gonna lose their life?
Verse 2:
C#m A G#m
So-called leaders, with deceitful faces,
C#m A G#m
Cor-ruption, in a high place.
C#m A G#m
You hands filled with bribes; mouth pours out lies, yea.
C#m A G#m
Cause of all op-pression now, running for pro-tection.
Chorus 1:
C#m A
Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your job,
G#m
(Snakes in the grass), say they know not God.
C#m A
Poly-tricksters, drinking human blood,
G#m
(A concrete heart), can hold no love.
Interlude:
C#m A, G#m
Verse 3:
C#m A G#m
I just can't sorry for the bodyguard.
C#m A G#m
Bullet-proof vest strapped to your chest,
C#m A G#m
Under your collar is getting hot.
Bridge 2:
C#m A G#m
A-who, got A gun? A-who got A bomb?
C#m A G#m
Who, got a knife? A-who's... gonna lose their life?
Chorus 2:
C#m A
Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your job,
G#m
(Snakes in the grass), say they know not God.
C#m A
Poly-tricksters, drinking human blood,
G#m
(A concrete heart), can hold no love.
Chorus 3:
C#m A
Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your job,
G#m
(Snakes in the grass), say they know not God.
C#m A
Poly-tricksters, drinking human blood,
G#m
(A concrete heart), can hold no love.
Break:
C#m B, C#m F#7, C#m B, G#7
C#m B, C#m F#7, C#m, F#m G#m, Dmaj7
Verse 4:
C#m A G#m
Hey, hey, no feel no way,
C#m A G#m
I just can't sorry for the bodyguard.
Bridge 3:
C#m A G#m
A-who, got A gun? A-who got A bomb?
C#m A G#m
Who, got a knife? A-who's... gonna lose their life?
Chorus 4:
C#m A
Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your job,
G#m
(Snakes in the grass), say they know not God.
C#m A
Poly-tricksters, drinking human blood,
G#m
(A concrete heart), can hold no love.
Chorus 5:
C#m A
Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your job,
G#m
(Snakes in the grass), say they know not God.
C#m A
Poly-tricksters, drinking human blood,
G#m
(A concrete heart), can hold no love.
Coda:
C#m A G#m
Watch it all you presidents, boo!
C#m A G#m
Heads of government, boo!
C#m A G#m
Mash down parliaments, boo!
C#m A
I just can't sorry for the bodyguard.
G#m
(A who's gonna lose their life?)
C#m A
I just can't sorry for the bodyguard.
G#m
(A who's gonna lose their life?)
C#m A
All that fretting, all that checking.
G#m
(Gonna lose their life?)
C#m A G#m
All that searching, for assassin, hey!
(Fade)
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
---------------
C#m G#m F#m A Dmaj7 B F#7 G#7
EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE
x46654 466444 244222 577655 x57675 x24442 242322 464544
Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2008 ([email protected])
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