Douglas Colvin, era filho de uma alemã e um oficial americano que trabalhava na fronteira com a Alemanha Oriental. Douglas e alguns amigos seus colecionavam e vendiam artefatos da Segunda Guerra Mundial, como cartuchos de balas, capacetes, cintos, pinos de granada, etc. Certa vez Douglas, quando tinha 11 anos, encontrou alguns tubos de morfina no lixo. A morfina é a mesma heroína vinda da tailândia que se consumia em Nova York, só que em estado diretamente pastoso e, geralmente, injetada na coxa, graças à agulha avantajada.
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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artist: Dee Dee Ramone/Ramones title: Makin' Monsters For My Friends album: I Hate Creeps Like You/Adios Amigos
intro: BbGBbGBbGBbG
verse:
CFFCFF Everybody said so man you could see it on tv They stood there ashamed with no where to go Nobody wants them now the kids are alright Everyday is a holiday and pushin people around
chorus:
FCEbGCFC I'm making monsters for my friends I'm making monsters for my friends
second verse
Someone caught one I could see so myself I had to call 254 so they wouldn't blame me We wanted to know how much trouble there was When we asked our daddy he said it was just because
repeat chorus
bridge BbGBbG CBbFCCBbFC CBbFCCBbFC
third verse
I don't wanna open a can of worms I don't want any Spaghetti O's And I can always tell when someone is holding a grudge
repeat chorus
repeat chorus
repeat intro
corrections, comments, etc: [email protected] -I'm here I'm queer, I play 5-string bass