Biografia:
Neil Gaiman (Portchester, 10 de novembro de 1960) é um autor de romances e quadrinhos inglês. Vive em Minneapolis, Estados Unidos da América com sua ex-mulher, Mary McGrath, e três filhos: Holly, Michael e Maddy Gaiman.
Entre suas obras em prosa estão "Deuses Americanos" e "Belas Maldições", a segunda em parceria com Terry Pratchett; e sua criação quadrinística mais conhecida é Sandman, que tem como personagens principais Sandman, a personificação antropomórfica do Sonho
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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!
CAPO: 1
F#m: 244222
A: x02220
D: xx0232
Bm: x24432
E: 022100
NOTE: The fast section on "the british will no longer rule" can be played as simply F#m
- A - F#m if you're not so quick on the chords.
F#m
I wish that Joan of Arc
A
wouldn't hang around the park
D Bm
pronouncing that she won't get burned again
F#m
Her arm is very shiny
A
and her message is divine
D Bm
but I wish she'd take a day off now and then
Bm
She says it clears your head
A
when you come back from the dead
F#m A
with your sword as sharp as anything that cuts
Bm
And to prove it she bisected
A
three young tourists from Utrecht
F#m Bm A E F#m
which rapidly dis-played a lot of guts
Bm A
She says we need to raise a brand new army
F#m A
and the flag of France so proudly she unfurled.
Bm A
and the people that she hated will be neatly bifurcated
F#m Bm A E F#m
and the British will no longer rule the world.
F#m
She says it was a mistake
A
to let them burn her at the stake
D Bm
and she learned a lesson back there in the flames
F#m
So she's going to kill the queen
A
and then she'll rescue old Orleans
D Bm
and it's really hard to hang around with saints.
Bm
I think I ought to tell
A
her that the English left in failure
F#m A
and they don't go back to France except on hols.
Bm
But I saw her vivisect a man
A
who wanted to correct her
F#m Bm A E F#m
and the playground soon re-sembled grand guignol
Bm A
She says we need to raise a brand new army
F#m A
And she marched us round until we couldn't stand
Bm A
She says the nation she abhors will soon be writhing on the floor
F#m Bm A E F#m
And the British will no longer rule her land
F#m
And she's waiting for the dauphin
A
who will come across the ocean,
D Bm
And knows that God agrees with her complaints
F#m
So I'm hoping that she'll ignore
A
my English accent in her war
D Bm
'Cause it's really hard to hang around with saints
Bm A
She says we need to raise a brand new army
F#m A
and the flag of France so proudly she unfurled.
Bm A
and the people that she hated will be neatly bifurcated
F#m Bm A E
and the British will no longer rule
F#m Bm A E
and the British will no longer rule
F#m Bm A E F#m
and the British will no longer rule the world
F#m: 244222
A: x02220
D: xx0232
Bm: x24432
E: 022100
NOTE: The fast section on "the british will no longer rule" can be played as simply F#m
- A - F#m if you're not so quick on the chords.
F#m
I wish that Joan of Arc
A
wouldn't hang around the park
D Bm
pronouncing that she won't get burned again
F#m
Her arm is very shiny
A
and her message is divine
D Bm
but I wish she'd take a day off now and then
Bm
She says it clears your head
A
when you come back from the dead
F#m A
with your sword as sharp as anything that cuts
Bm
And to prove it she bisected
A
three young tourists from Utrecht
F#m Bm A E F#m
which rapidly dis-played a lot of guts
Bm A
She says we need to raise a brand new army
F#m A
and the flag of France so proudly she unfurled.
Bm A
and the people that she hated will be neatly bifurcated
F#m Bm A E F#m
and the British will no longer rule the world.
F#m
She says it was a mistake
A
to let them burn her at the stake
D Bm
and she learned a lesson back there in the flames
F#m
So she's going to kill the queen
A
and then she'll rescue old Orleans
D Bm
and it's really hard to hang around with saints.
Bm
I think I ought to tell
A
her that the English left in failure
F#m A
and they don't go back to France except on hols.
Bm
But I saw her vivisect a man
A
who wanted to correct her
F#m Bm A E F#m
and the playground soon re-sembled grand guignol
Bm A
She says we need to raise a brand new army
F#m A
And she marched us round until we couldn't stand
Bm A
She says the nation she abhors will soon be writhing on the floor
F#m Bm A E F#m
And the British will no longer rule her land
F#m
And she's waiting for the dauphin
A
who will come across the ocean,
D Bm
And knows that God agrees with her complaints
F#m
So I'm hoping that she'll ignore
A
my English accent in her war
D Bm
'Cause it's really hard to hang around with saints
Bm A
She says we need to raise a brand new army
F#m A
and the flag of France so proudly she unfurled.
Bm A
and the people that she hated will be neatly bifurcated
F#m Bm A E
and the British will no longer rule
F#m Bm A E
and the British will no longer rule
F#m Bm A E F#m
and the British will no longer rule the world
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