Clutch é uma banda de Stoner Rock/Blues formada em Germantown, Maryland nos Estados Unidos no ano de 1990. A banda é conhecida por fazer letras engraçadas, irônicas e sarcásticas, fazendo referências a história, a mitologia e a cultura popular americana. Apesar de ter assinado com grandes gravadoras nos anos 90, a banda nunca fez um grande sucesso nas rádios americanas e nunca vendeu milhões de cópias. O grande trunfo do Clutch são os fãs devotos que a banda acumulou em seus shows, dando-lhe o status de cult.
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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Album : Psychic Warfare (2015) Tempo : E-mail: [email protected] Tabbed by: newg (http://profile.ultimate-guitar.com/newg/)
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[Intro] Riff x4 C5B5
[Verse] D5 It was the morning of All Saint's Day, 'ninety eight E7sus4D5D5 When that old blind dog started roaming around the graveyard D5 Wouldn't have bothered me so much E7sus4D5D5 Were he not walking on his hind legs and smoking cigars
[Chorus] C5 Recite my lineage and genealogy B5D5D5 You've got to know your history, son of Virginia C5 Everybody's in the church believing they're a sinner B5D5D5 And looking for a sign from the true son of Virginia
[Verse] D5 When the storm blew over we made our way E7sus4D5D5 To the old hay wain to infiltrate the sarcophagus D5 By the dim light of a narrow window we saw E7sus4D5D5 The God's honest truth staring right back at us
[Chorus] C5 Recite my lineage and genealogy B5D5D5 You've got to know your history, son of Virginia C5 Everybody's in the church believing they're a sinner B5D5D5 And looking for a sign from the true son of Virginia C5 Stare into the embers on the first of November B5D5 And remember you were born a true son of Virginia
[Bridge]
I was thrown to the ground as my world broke asunder Truly we are living in an age of wonder Truly we are living in an age of wonder
[Verse] D5 It was the morning of All Saint's Day, '98 E7sus4D5D5 When that old blind dog started calling me associate D5 Wouldn't have bothered me so much E7sus4D5D5 were it not for the fact That was the truth of it
[Chorus] C5 Recite our lineage and genealogy B5D5D5 You've got to know your history, Son of Virginia C5 Stare into the embers on the first of November B5D5D5 And remember you were born a true son of Virginia
[Bridge]
I was thrown to the ground as my world broke asunder Truly we are living in an age of wonder I wept like a child as the son rose above her Truly we are living in an age of wonder.