Telefonos sonando en habitaciones vacias

Tabs, letra y acordes de 'Telefonos sonando en habitaciones vacias' por Sumo

Versiones disponibles: Tablatura para guitarra (TAB) - Tablatura para bajo (bass tab) - Letra y acordes - Letra y acordes

aca les dejo el solo del tema(el de White Trash),
el resto de la cancion es como esta en la otra partitura.
los acordes son: lam - rem - mim
Solo:

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.Pupi
Versión 2 - Telefonos sonando en habitaciones vacias (Tablatura para bajo (bass tab))
Minuto 4:03 cuando arranca con tuti


1|----------------------|---------------------|---------------|
2|----------------------|---------------------|---------------|
3|------------------2-3-|(5)--5---x5---5---3-5|(7)--7----7-5-3|
4|-8-7-(5)-x5-x5-x5-----|------3--------3-----|------7--7-----|
                                              ___Variacion 1___


1|-----------9-7-5|---------------------|
2|----------------|---------------------| Y vuelve a arrancar.
3|(7)--7----7-5-3-|---------------3-5---|
4|------7--7------|8-7-(5)-x5-x5-5------|
 ___Variacion 2___

() = NOTA TONICA, ES IMPORTANTE DISTINGUIRLA EN ESTA CANCION.


Por momentos hace algunas variaciones,agrega notas mudas tambien,ahi
agregue una de ellas(usa octavas de vez en cuando en la 3er estrofa)
Versión 3 - Telefonos sonando en habitaciones vacias (Letra y acordes)
Intro: Am  y al aire

Am
Night is down in insect town
Dm
I'm sitting here glued to the glowing tube
Em
Tedious, tedium, flowing slow
                                        Am
I'm crying for something I could really use
                      Dm
We're worker ants, or ants with wings
Em                                     Am  
Saying 'God I'm high' or 'Christ, I'm late'

Asking girls and women
           Dm
'Won't you show us the way
Em                                Am       
To crumple sheets and naughtier things? '
                     Dm
But it's sad, so sad
                                       Em
The old people never had not quite so bad

(not this way, anyway)
                      Am
And it,s sad, sad, sad
                                        Dm
The sadness of a long dead star on late night TV
Em                                  Am
The sadness of shooting away your bloom
                                 Dm            Em
And of old crumpled men in their workday suits
                                 Am
And telephones ringing in empty rooms
                                Dm      Em
All the birs have flown from the uptown
                                 Am
And a family I know has built an ark
                           Dm  
It's been raining long in a steady flow
Em                                   Am  
And newspaper headlines read bad and stark
                Dm
But is sad, so sad
                                      Em
The old people never had not quite so bad.
                     Am
And it,s sad, sad, sad
                                       Dm
The sadness of a long dead star on late night TV
Em                                  Am
The sadness of shooting away your bloom
                                 Dm            Em
And of old crumpled men in their workday suits
                                 Am
And telephones ringing in empty rooms

(Cambia a ritmo de ska)

Am-Dm-Em
SKa ,Ska,.... 
Am                 Dm
People of Babylon, if you want to be wrong
                   Em  
You've got to be strong

If not you'll go down
            Am
Down, down down
                                   
You can bite the hands that feeds you
Dm
Spit in the face of those who needs you
Em
But when you're old, who is gonna feed you
                     Am 
When you're on your own? 

I hear my black brothers every day
Dm
Saying how they've been put down in so many ways
            Em
Well, what about us Rasta?
                                  Am 
Some of us been treated just the same way

I look around and all I see is

White trash in a Babylon
Dm
White trash in a London
Em                                      Am
White trash right here in Buenos Aires town

White trash in Twinckenham
Dm
White trash in Birmingham
Em                                 Am 
White trash where I live in Hurlingham.
Am-Dm-Em
Solo
Am-Dm-Em
Ska, Ska...
Am
People of the Argentine
          Dm
You eat your meat everyday

And you dress so fine
Em
What about your brothers in Africa

Dying, starving
             Am  
All of the time?

Couse you can bite the hands that feeds you
Dm
Spit in the face of those who needs you
Em
But when you're old, who is gonna feed you
                     Am 
When you're on your own? 

I hear my black brothers every day
Dm
Saying how they've been put down in so many ways
            Em
Well, what about us Rasta?
                                      Am 
Some of us been treated just the same way

I look around and all I see is

White trash in a Babylon
Dm
White trash in a London
Em                               Am
White trash aca in Buenos Aires town

You've got a bilieve it

White trash in Twinckenham
Dm
White trash in Birmingham
Em                                 Am 
White trash where I live in Hurlingham.

Am-Dm-Em hasta el final.
Versión 4 - Telefonos sonando en habitaciones vacias (Letra y acordes)
Creo que es mejor que la anterior que estaba publicada, saludos!
 Puede haber algun error por ahí jaja


White Trash

Intro:

[ Am - Em


Am          Em  Am           Dm
Night is down in insect town
Dm                                         G
I'm sitting here glued to the glowing tube
G
Tedious, tedium, flowing slow
G                                           Am
I'm crying for something I could really use

Am     Em   Am     Em


Am   Em    Am     Em     Dm
We're worker ants, or ants with wings
Em                                       Am
Saying "God I'm high" or "Christ, I'm late"
Am
Asking girls and women
              Dm           Em
"Won't you show us the way
Em                                 Am
To crumple sheets and naughtier things? "
Am                  Dm
But it's sad, so sad
Dm                                     Em
The old people never had not quite so bad

(not this way, anyway)
Em                    Am    Em   Am     Em
And it,s sad, sad, sad

Am                                        Dm
The sadness of a long dead star on late night TV
Em                                     Am
The sadness of shooting away your bloom
                                          Dm
And of old crumpled men in their workday suits
Em                                Am
And telephones ringing in empty rooms
Am                              Dm
All the birds have flown from the uptown
        Em                         Am
And a family I know has built an ark
Am                            Dm
It's been raining long in a steady flow
        Em                            Am
And newspaper headlines read bad and stark
Am              Dm
But is sad, so sad
Dm                                    Em
The old people never had not quite so bad.
Em                    Am    Em   Am     Em
And it,s sad, sad, sad

Am                                         Dm
The sadness of a long dead star on late night TV
Em                                     Am
The sadness of shooting away your bloom
                                     Dm
And of old crumpled men in their workday suits
Em                                Am
And telephones ringing in empty rooms (ACÁ CAMBIA RITMO, SE VUELVE MÁS SKA)

Am                                  
Stengen stengen, scabadobade          ||
Dm
Stengen stengen, scabadobade          ||  x 2
Em
Stengen stengen, scabadobade          ||
Am
Scabadubade scabadubade              ||
                                    //
Am                           Dm
People of Babylon, if you want to be wrong
                       Em
You've got to be strong

If not you'll go down
            Am
Down, down down

Am
You can bite the hands that feeds you
  Dm
Spit in the face of those who needs you
 Em
But when you're old, who is gonna feed you
                     Am
When you're on your own?
Am                              Dm
I hear my black brothers every day

Saying how they've been put down in so many ways
 Em
Well, what about us Rasta?
                                       Am
Some of us been treated just the same way

I look around and all I see is
Am
White trash in a Babylon
Dm
White trash in a London
Em                                      Am
White trash right here in Buenos Aires town

Ska, Ska...

SOLO

Am
People of the Argentine
               Dm
You eat your meat everyday

And you dress so fine
         Em
What about your brothers in Africa

Dying, starving
              Am
All of the time?


Well you can bite the hand...



I look around and all I see is
Am
White trash in Birmingham
Dm
White trash in Twinckenham
Em                                 Am
White trash where I live in Hurlingham

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