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!
...ROLLER SKATES... by Steel Pulse
-------------------...............
*from 'Earth Crisis' (1984)*
Intro:
Am, Dm, Am, Em
Am Dm, E7 (x4)
Verse 1:
Am Dm E7
Out on the corner with my roller skates,
Am Dm E7
Having fun with the girls, says I'm feeling great, woah.
Am Dm E7
In the dark of the night, street lamps glowing,
Am Dm E7
On full blast is my radio, radio.
Interlude:
Am Dm, E7 (x2)
Verse 2:
Am Dm E7
Up comes this guy in his flashy car; in his mouth, stuck a big cigar.
Am Dm E7
Needed my help, said he lost his way; I never heard, a word he said.
Am Dm
To find some street; said he wanted in-structions,
E7 Am Dm E7
So I turned down the music, to point out di-rections, guess what?
Bridge 1:
Am Dm E7
Guy jumped on me, messed up my clothes; smashed and grabbed my radio.
Am Dm E7
Calling all detectives; a criminal at large, smoking,
Am Dm E7
A big fat cigar, in a flashy car, and think him some super-star.
Chorus 1:
Am Dm E7
Life, life without music, I can't go, go no.
Am Dm E7
Life without music, I can't go no.
Interlude:
Am Dm E7
I'm gonna get him, the last thing I do,
Am Dm E7
Must get a beating, 'till him red and blue.
Verse 3:
Am Dm E7
Didn't take long to catch him; parked up car and music blasting.
Am Dm E7
On the sidewalk he was dancing, stealing the show; the people watching.
Am Dm E7
Roller skate gang was hot on his tracks,
Am Dm E7
Stick him up mister; give me back, give me back,
Am Dm E7
Give me back, give me back, my radio.
Bridge 2:
Am Dm E7
Guy jumped on me, messed up my clothes; smashed and grabbed my radio.
Am Dm E7
Calling all detectives; a criminal at large, smoking,
Am Dm E7
A big fat cigar, in a flashy car, and think him some super-star.
Chorus 2:
Am Dm E7
Life, life without music, I can't go, go no.
Am Dm E7
Life without music, I can't go no.
Break:
Am
Jumped up on me, messed up my clothes,
Dm E7
Smashed and grabbed my radio.
Am
Can't get away, crime don't pay,
Dm E7 Am Bm
(Smashed and grabbed my radio).
Can't get away with... that.
*KEY CHANGE*
------------
Verse 4:
Bm Em F#7 Bm
Life without music, bimma! Murder style, (I can't go).
Em F#7
Dem have fe get a beatin', say; dem have fe get a beatin'.
Bm Em F#7
Nothing greater, nothing best, like the music, from my wireless.
Bm Em F#7
The only thing that I detest, is the man who steal my wireless.
Bm Em F#7
Him ha fe run like a fugitive, him ha fe run from detective.
Bm Em F#7
Him ha fe run like a fugitive, him ha fe run from detective.
Bm F#7
Samuel Thomas is the thief name; he must lead a life of shame.
Bm Em F#7
Some a dem call him Uncle Sam, some a dem call him Uncle Tom.
Bm Em F#7
Uncle Sam and Uncle Tom, yes, they are the same man.
Bm Em F#7
S.A.M. means "Stealaway music", T.O.M. means "Thiefer of music".
Coda:
Bm
The drum and the bass, have fe move me waist,
Em F#7
Lyrics and song, are fe keep me strong.
Bm
Ridim' and skank; me have Jah fe thank,
Em F#7
Samuel Thomas; him have fe get vank.
Bm Em F#7
Him have fe get a beatin', him have fe get a beatin'.
(Fade)
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
---------------
Am Dm Em E7 Bm F#7
EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EAD GB E
577555 x57765 x79987 x79797 799777 x9119119
Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2007 ([email protected]
-------------------...............
*from 'Earth Crisis' (1984)*
Intro:
Am, Dm, Am, Em
Am Dm, E7 (x4)
Verse 1:
Am Dm E7
Out on the corner with my roller skates,
Am Dm E7
Having fun with the girls, says I'm feeling great, woah.
Am Dm E7
In the dark of the night, street lamps glowing,
Am Dm E7
On full blast is my radio, radio.
Interlude:
Am Dm, E7 (x2)
Verse 2:
Am Dm E7
Up comes this guy in his flashy car; in his mouth, stuck a big cigar.
Am Dm E7
Needed my help, said he lost his way; I never heard, a word he said.
Am Dm
To find some street; said he wanted in-structions,
E7 Am Dm E7
So I turned down the music, to point out di-rections, guess what?
Bridge 1:
Am Dm E7
Guy jumped on me, messed up my clothes; smashed and grabbed my radio.
Am Dm E7
Calling all detectives; a criminal at large, smoking,
Am Dm E7
A big fat cigar, in a flashy car, and think him some super-star.
Chorus 1:
Am Dm E7
Life, life without music, I can't go, go no.
Am Dm E7
Life without music, I can't go no.
Interlude:
Am Dm E7
I'm gonna get him, the last thing I do,
Am Dm E7
Must get a beating, 'till him red and blue.
Verse 3:
Am Dm E7
Didn't take long to catch him; parked up car and music blasting.
Am Dm E7
On the sidewalk he was dancing, stealing the show; the people watching.
Am Dm E7
Roller skate gang was hot on his tracks,
Am Dm E7
Stick him up mister; give me back, give me back,
Am Dm E7
Give me back, give me back, my radio.
Bridge 2:
Am Dm E7
Guy jumped on me, messed up my clothes; smashed and grabbed my radio.
Am Dm E7
Calling all detectives; a criminal at large, smoking,
Am Dm E7
A big fat cigar, in a flashy car, and think him some super-star.
Chorus 2:
Am Dm E7
Life, life without music, I can't go, go no.
Am Dm E7
Life without music, I can't go no.
Break:
Am
Jumped up on me, messed up my clothes,
Dm E7
Smashed and grabbed my radio.
Am
Can't get away, crime don't pay,
Dm E7 Am Bm
(Smashed and grabbed my radio).
Can't get away with... that.
*KEY CHANGE*
------------
Verse 4:
Bm Em F#7 Bm
Life without music, bimma! Murder style, (I can't go).
Em F#7
Dem have fe get a beatin', say; dem have fe get a beatin'.
Bm Em F#7
Nothing greater, nothing best, like the music, from my wireless.
Bm Em F#7
The only thing that I detest, is the man who steal my wireless.
Bm Em F#7
Him ha fe run like a fugitive, him ha fe run from detective.
Bm Em F#7
Him ha fe run like a fugitive, him ha fe run from detective.
Bm F#7
Samuel Thomas is the thief name; he must lead a life of shame.
Bm Em F#7
Some a dem call him Uncle Sam, some a dem call him Uncle Tom.
Bm Em F#7
Uncle Sam and Uncle Tom, yes, they are the same man.
Bm Em F#7
S.A.M. means "Stealaway music", T.O.M. means "Thiefer of music".
Coda:
Bm
The drum and the bass, have fe move me waist,
Em F#7
Lyrics and song, are fe keep me strong.
Bm
Ridim' and skank; me have Jah fe thank,
Em F#7
Samuel Thomas; him have fe get vank.
Bm Em F#7
Him have fe get a beatin', him have fe get a beatin'.
(Fade)
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
---------------
Am Dm Em E7 Bm F#7
EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EAD GB E
577555 x57765 x79987 x79797 799777 x9119119
Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2007 ([email protected]
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