Those Poor Bastards - "Open Wounds"Снова "Бедолаги". Очень меня трогает эта композиция. Просто словами не описать.
А теперь еще и нашел видео с концерта...
Эхехе. Тоска.
upd: ололо, я сошел с ума и написал им письмо Посмотрим - вдруг ответят?
upd2:
Вот ведь... Это аккорды "With Hell So Near", с которой я начал слушать TPB. Для гитары. Блин.
(F#)Got nothing to say (E)about myself
(F#)I'm just a poor bastar(E)d like everyone(F#) else
Sittin in the garage with gasoline
Huffin fumes with my friends of the street
(E)this here cliff looks (F#)mighty steep
(E)And I could find a home above(F#) the rigged rocks beneath
(F#)And it's a long way (E)down (it's a long way)
(G)I got the(F#) time
(F#)With hell so(E) near (with hell so near)
(G)I'm desper(F#)ate tonight
Fighting with some guy twice my size
He's got the look of murder in his beady empty eyes
Luckily for me i brought myknife
I stabbed him once then he smashed in my face
Noone tries to stop my fall
I look to them as they stand there and applaud
And it's a long way down (it's a long way)
I got the time
With hell so near (with hell so near)
I'm desperate tonight
Let it go now
Everythings divided black and white
Theres good and eivl theres wrong and theres right
I guess i know which side i'm on
When i try to do right others tell me i done right
Well this here river looks mighty deep
That i could find a home beneath the boats and waves beneath
And it's a long way down (it's a long way)
I got the time
With hell so near (with hell so near)
I'm desperate tonight
I'm desperate tonight