London Calling

I play this one differently from the posting at the archive. Corrections welcome. Turn the treble way up for best Mick Jones (or maybe Mr. Strummer) sound. No solo except for heavy feedback on a high note (listen to the record). Chords: 7-----8----7----5----------------------------------------------- 8-----8----8----7----------------------------------------------- 9-----9----7----7----------------------------------------------- 9-----7----9----7----------------------------------------------- 7---------------5--------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ Intro: London calling to the faraway towns Now that war is declared and battle come down London calling to the underworld Come out of the cupboard, all you boys and girls London calling, now don't look to us Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust London calling, see we ain't got no swing Except for the ring of that truncheon thing The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in Meltdown expected the wheat is growing thin Engines stop running but I have no fear Cuz London is drowning and I live by the river London calling to the imitation zone Forget it brother, you can got it alone London calling to the zombies of death Quit holding out and draw another breath London calling and I don't wanna shout But while we were talking I saw you noddin' out London calling, see we ain't got no highs Except for that one with the yellowy eyes The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in Engines stop running the wheat is growing thin A nuclear error but I have no fear Cuz London is drowning and I live by the river Now get this London calling, yes I was there too An' you know what they said - well some of it was true! London calling at the top of the dial An' after all this, won't you give me a smile? I never felt so much a' like... _______________________________________________________ Contribuição: Lucas Fernando Amaro([email protected])