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Ezra Furman

American Soil

Ezra Furman

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Dificuldade: medio | Estilo: indie rock | Sentimento: contestadora, reflexiva | Ocasião: bar, show, ensaio | Tags: indie, rock, folk, alternativo, violao, medio

"American Soil", com credito para Ezra Furman. Essa gravacao aparece relacionada ao lancamento "The Year of No Returning" (ano 2013, pais XW,

status Official). Entre as tags publicas associadas a essa gravacao estao rock. Os generos publicos relacionados a esse registro incluem rock. Ezra Furman é uma cantora e compositora estadunidense. Atualmente, Furman faz turnês solo e com sua banda Ezra Furman & the Boy-Friends, tendo anteriormente tocado com a banda Ezra Furman and the Harpoons.

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F# [Verse 1] F# There's something in the water B F# Something sick in the blood and the oil See the white chicken grinning B F# See the serpent in a horrible coil [Pre-Chorus] B Don't be scared by the stares Of the peasants on the subway car F# E Because the way things seem in a dream B F# Is just the way that they are [Chorus] C# B When I can feel God taking his eyes off you G# B F# You were born for American soil B F# B Oh yes [Verse 2] F# Every race has its place B F# Every nation fights for species survival I'm a Jew through and through B F# And I'm about to write you a Bible [Pre-Chorus] B Now let me take your hand and show you through The twisted hallways of the house of song F# We got the magazine wallpaper E B F# And the million dollar bills on the lawn [Chorus] C# B Oh and I can feel God taking his eyes off us G# B F# We were born for American soil B F# B F# Oh, oh, oh, whoo [Verse 3] F# You don't have to be clever B F# To detect a big American sadness When the population rules B F# Every man has his hand in the madness [Pre-Chorus] B Well, there's a dead grove of trees You can visit on the outside of town F# And there's a digital dust E B F# Inside the cemetery settling down [Chorus] C# B Whoo, and I can feel God taking his eyes off us G# B F# We were born for American soil B F# B Ahh [Verse 4] F# Well, now we have seen every baby B F# Has to have some kinda mother and father F# But the child's gone wild B F# And the pieces got away from the author [Pre-Chorus] B Well, if freedom isn't free All the bills must just be lost in the mail F# All the highways are on fire E B F# And the serpent is now eating his tail [Chorus] C# B And we can feel God taking his eyes off us G# B F# We were born for American soil B F# B F# B F# Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, whoo [Outro] B
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