Biografia:
Composta por Perlman, Johnson, Gary Louris e Dan Murphy, o Golden Smog é um daqueles projetos que, poderiamos dizer, indispensáveis para qualquer apreciador da música alternativa. E alternar aqui é a palavra que tem propriedade para transcorrer ao longo de todos os acordes.
Can't Even Tie Your Own Shoes, é uma daquelas músicas que te deixa sereno, pra que haja uma preparação auditiva para a segunda faixa:“Há um homem-estrela esperando no céu / ele gostaria de vir nos encontrar / mas ele acha que piraria nossas cabeças”.
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Outras músicas:
- All The Same To Me
- Cure For This
- Fear Of Falling
- Friend
- Glad And Sorry
- Gone
- Hes A Dick
- I Can
- I Cant Keep From Talking
- If I Only Had A Car
- Ill Fated
- Jennifer Save Me
- Listen Joe
- Long Time Ago
- Looking Forward To Seeing You
- Lost Love
- Love And Mercy
- Never Felt Before
- Pecan Pie
- Please Tell My Brothers
- Radio King
- Red Headed Step Child
- Reflection On Me
- Scotch On Ice
- Strangers
- Think About Yourself
- Until You Came Along
- V
- Without A Struggle
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!
Scotch on ice by Golden Smog
Note: There is a little intro before the chord intro that i did not figure out,
nor do I really intend to. There are also a couple of hammer-ons and pull-offs in
certain parts of the song after playing the D and A chords. Just listen to the
song and you can figure it out.
Intro: D/F#M/G/A
D F#M G A
She down on my socks, getting ice for my scotch, never bending my ear,
D
just chillin my beers.
D F#M G A
She doesn’t say much, she’s cold to the touch, sometimes it's rough,
D
with her handcuffs and stuff.
F G D
She likes what i got, she takes what i give her.
F G C A
She feels so real, just don't look into her eyes.
D/F#M/G/A
D F#M G A
If I come home late, the love is still great, doesn't follow the trends,
D
but my how she bends.
D F#M G A
She likes it on top, little cream of the crop, and it's getting better.
F G D
She likes what i got, she takes what i give her.
F G C A
She feels so real, just don't look into her eyes.
D F#M G A
Oh oh, she gives me so much pleasure.
D F#M G A
Oh oh, I wish you were alive.
D F#M G A
Oh oh, it gives me so much pleasure.
D F#M G A
Oh oh, it makes me feel alive.
F G D
She likes what i got, she takes what i give her.
F G C A
She feels so real, just don't look into her eyes.
D F#M G A
Oh oh, you give me so much pleasure.
D F#M G A
Oh oh, I wish you were alive.
D F#M G A
Oh oh, it gives me so much pleasure.
D F#M G A
Oh oh, it makes me feel alive.
D F#M G A
She comes in a box, my own private fox, she's pretty in pink,
D
she cleans in the sink
D F#M G A
She doesn’t say much, she’s cold to the touch, doesn't complain,
D
I travel to Spain.
D F#M G A
She likes it rough, with her handcuffs and stuff, she comes up tough,
D
she's the cream of the crop
D F#M G A
She down on my socks, getting ice for my scotch, never bending my ear,
D
just chillin my beers.
(FADE OUT)
Note: There is a little intro before the chord intro that i did not figure out,
nor do I really intend to. There are also a couple of hammer-ons and pull-offs in
certain parts of the song after playing the D and A chords. Just listen to the
song and you can figure it out.
Intro: D/F#M/G/A
D F#M G A
She down on my socks, getting ice for my scotch, never bending my ear,
D
just chillin my beers.
D F#M G A
She doesn’t say much, she’s cold to the touch, sometimes it's rough,
D
with her handcuffs and stuff.
F G D
She likes what i got, she takes what i give her.
F G C A
She feels so real, just don't look into her eyes.
D/F#M/G/A
D F#M G A
If I come home late, the love is still great, doesn't follow the trends,
D
but my how she bends.
D F#M G A
She likes it on top, little cream of the crop, and it's getting better.
F G D
She likes what i got, she takes what i give her.
F G C A
She feels so real, just don't look into her eyes.
D F#M G A
Oh oh, she gives me so much pleasure.
D F#M G A
Oh oh, I wish you were alive.
D F#M G A
Oh oh, it gives me so much pleasure.
D F#M G A
Oh oh, it makes me feel alive.
F G D
She likes what i got, she takes what i give her.
F G C A
She feels so real, just don't look into her eyes.
D F#M G A
Oh oh, you give me so much pleasure.
D F#M G A
Oh oh, I wish you were alive.
D F#M G A
Oh oh, it gives me so much pleasure.
D F#M G A
Oh oh, it makes me feel alive.
D F#M G A
She comes in a box, my own private fox, she's pretty in pink,
D
she cleans in the sink
D F#M G A
She doesn’t say much, she’s cold to the touch, doesn't complain,
D
I travel to Spain.
D F#M G A
She likes it rough, with her handcuffs and stuff, she comes up tough,
D
she's the cream of the crop
D F#M G A
She down on my socks, getting ice for my scotch, never bending my ear,
D
just chillin my beers.
(FADE OUT)
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