Biografia:
The Cranberries é uma banda irlandesa, de Limerick, Munster, de rock alternativo que ganhou notoriedade durante a década de 1990. Em 2003, interrompeu as atividades, retornando em 2009 para uma série de shows. A banda vendeu mais de 14.5 milhões de álbuns somente nos Estados Unidos.
A banda é composta por Dolores Mary Eileen O'Riordan Burton (voz, teclados e segunda guitarra), Michael Gerard Hogan (baixo), Noel Anthony Hogan (guitarra) e Fergal Patrick Lawler (bateria).
Read more on Last.fm
Outras músicas:
- Animal Instinct
- Carry On
- Dreaming My Dreams
- Dreams
- Empty
- Free To Decide
- I Can't Be With You
- Joe
- Just My Imagination
- Linger
- Never Grow Old
- Ode To My Family
- Pretty
- When You're Gone
- You And Me
- Zombie
- Zombies
- A Fast One
- All Over Now
- Analyse
- Away
- Chocolate Brown
- Close To You
- Conduct
- Cordell
- Daffodil Lament
- Delilah
- Desperate Andy
- Disappointment
- Dying In The Sun
- Electric Blue
- Everybody Else Is Doing It So Why Cant We
- Everything I Said
- False
- Fee Fi Fo
- Fire And Soul
- Go Your Own Way
- God Be With You
- Hollywood
- How
- I Cant Be With You
- I Dont Need
- I Really Hope
- I Will Always
- Im Still Remembering
- In The Ghetto
- Liar
- Loud And Clear
- New New York
- No Need To Argue
- Not Sorry
- Paparazzi On Mopeds
- Promises
- Put Me Down
- Raining In My Heart
- Reason
- Ridiculous Thoughts
- Roses
- Rupture
- Salvation
- Saving Grace
- Schizophrenic Playboys
- Shattered
- Show Me The Way
- So Cold In Ireland
- Sorry Son
- Stars
- Still Cant
- Sunday
- The Concept
- The Glory
- The Icicle Melts
- The Rebels
- Them
- This Is The Day
- Time Is Ticking Out
- To The Faithful Departed
- Tomorrow
- Twenty
- Wake Up And Smell The Coffee
- Waltzing Back
- Wanted
- War Child
- What You Were
- Whats On My Mind
- When Youre Gone
- Why
- Yeats Grave
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!
INTRO: Bb// F// C#// G#// F//
Bb F
There was a game we used to play
C#
We would hit the town on friday night
G# F
And stay in bed until sunday
Bb F
We used to be so free
C# G#
We were living for the love we had and
F
Living not for reality
Bb
It was just my imagination
F
It was just my imagination
C#
It was just my imagination
G#
It was just my imagination
There was a time I used to pray
I have always kept my faith in love
It's the greatest thing from the man above
The game I used to play
I've always put my cards upon the table
Let it never be said that I'd be unstable
It was just my imagination x3
There is a game I like to play
I like to hit the town on friday night
And stay in bed until sunday
We'll always be this free
We will be living for the love we have
Living not for reality
It's not my imagination x3
Not my x1
The Cult
The Cure
The Czars
The Darkness
The Dawn
The Devil Wears (...)
The Devoted Few
The Diamonds
The Dillards
The Dirty Heads