Pink Floyd é uma banda inglesa formada na cidade de Cambridge em 1965, inicialmente reconhecida pelo estilo psicodélico e experimental durante sua fase inicial e mais tarde por seus álbuns conceituais, letras filosóficas e concertos extremamente elaborados, com combinações muito originais entre som e imagem em todas as suas fases.
Após a retirada de Syd Barrett, a banda teve como líder e compositor Roger Waters, que criou muitos dos albuns mais conhecidos da banda.
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!
[Verse] Dm9 You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need Bb Gotta sleep on your toes and when you're on the street A9sus4 You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed Then moving in silently downwind and out of sight Bb7 You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking Dm9 And after a while you can work on points of style Bb Like the club tie and the firm handshake A certain look in the eye and an easy smile A9sus4 You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to Bb7 So that when they turn their backs on you You'll get the chance to put the knife in
[Instrumental] Dm9BbA9sus4Bb7
[Verse] Dm9 You've gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder Bb You know it's gonna get harder, harder and harder as you get older A9sus4 And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south, hide your head in the sand Bb7Dm9 Just another sad old man, all alone and dying of cancer
[Instrumental] BbA9sus4Bb7Dm CDmCDmBbFEbFEbDmDm9C7DmAFEm [Half tempo] DmCDmC ... BbCBbCBbCBbC [Guitar solo ad lib] DmCDmCDmCBbCBbCDmAFEm
[Bridge] DmCDmCDmCDmCDmC And when you lose control you'll reap the harvest you have sown DmCDmCDmBbA And as the fear grows the bad blood slows and turns to stone DmCDmCDmCDm And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around CBbCBbCDmA So have a good drown as you go down all alone FADm Dragged down by the stone
[Interlude] Bb7
[Tempo I] [Verse] Dm9 Gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused Bb Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used A9sus4 Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise Bb7 If I don't stand my own ground how can I find my way out of the maze Dm9 Deaf, dumb and blind you just keep on pretending Bb That everyone's expendable and noone has a real friend A9sus4 And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner Bb7 And everything's done under the sun
And you believe at heart everyone's a killer
[Instrumental] DmCDmCDmCDmBbFEFEDm
[Half tempo] [Outro] FCDm Who was born in a house full of pain CFCDm Who was trained not to spit in the fan CFCDm7 Who was told what to do by the man CFCDm Who was broken by trained personnel CFCDm7 Who was fitted with collar and chain CFCDm Who was given a pat on back CFCDm Who was breaking away from the pack CFCDm Who was only a stranger at home CFCDm Who was ground down in the end CFCDm Who was found dead on the phone CFCBbA Who was dragged down by the stone FA7Dm9 Who was dragged down by the stone