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Band: The White Stripes

Låt: Little Room

Platta: Wite Blood Cells

Kommentar: F, F, F.... Klaff! Klaff! Klaff! låten igenom. Underbara trummor som bara smäller i bakrunden. Logisk text,. Härligt lallande, jag är kär.

Text:

Well, you're in your little room

And you're working on something good

But if it's really good

You're gonna need a bigger room

And when you're in the bigger room

You might not know what to do

You might have to think of

How you got started

Sittin' in your little room

Da da da da da da da da da da da

Ya da da da da da da da

Da da da da da

Da da da da da da

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Artist: The Stone Roses

Låt: Waterfall

Album: Stone Roses

Kommentar: Låten som gjorde så att jag började lyssna på Stone Roses. Manis basgång i låten måste vara bland de bästa. Renis trummor då solot tar slut är nästan i Bonham stil. Makalöst. Ian Brown sjunger som en ängel. John Squire lirar som om det inte finns någon morgondag.

Text:

Chimes sing sunday morn

Today’s the day she’s sworn

To steal what she never could own

And race from this hole she calls home

Now you’re at the wheel

Tell me how, how does it feel?

So good to have equalised

To lift up the lids of your eyes

As the mile they disappear

See land begin to clear

Free from the filth and the scum

This american satelites won

She’ll carry on through it all

She’s a waterfall

She’ll carry on through it all

She’s a waterfall

See the steeple pine

The hills as old as time

Soon to be put to the test

To be whipped by the winds of the west

Stands on shifting sands

The scales held in her hands

The wind it just whips her away

And fills up her brigantine sails

She’ll carry on through it all

She’s a waterfall

She’ll carry on through it all

She’s a waterfall

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Jimi Hendrix - All Along The Watchtower.

Som också är en dylan-cover :rolleyes:

Tom Waits - Shells From A 30.6

I plugged 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six

and a Black Crow snuck through

a hole in the sky

so I spent all my buttons on an

old pack mule

and I made me a ladder from

a pawn shop marimba

and I leaned it up against

a dandelion tree

And I filled me a sachel

full of old pig corn

and I beat me a billy

from an old French horn

and I kicked that mule

to the top of the tree

and I blew me a hole

'bout the size of a kickdrum

and I cut me a switch

from a long branch elbow

Chorus

I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'

Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six

whittle you into kindlin'

Black Crow 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six

Well I slept in the holler

of a dry creek bed

and I tore out the buckets

from a red Corvette, tore out the buckets from a red Corvette

Lionel and Dave and the Butcher made three

you got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree

with the strings of a Washburn

stretched like a clothes line

you know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole

Repeat Chorus

Now I hold him prisoner

in a Washburn jail

that stapped on the back

of my old kick mule

strapped it on the back of my old kick mule

I bang on the strings just

to drive him crazy

I strum it loud just to rattle his cage

strum it loud just to rattle his cage

Repeat Chorus

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