吉他谱信息

标题:Squonk

标签:总谱

艺人:Genesis

专辑:A Trick of the Tail

作词:Banks, Rutherford

作曲:Rutherford/Banks

制谱人:microbamba bbhouse@rcp.net.pe

节拍:Moderate ♩ = 86

音轨:
  1. Guitar 1 - 清音电吉他 Electric Guitar (clean)
  2. Guitar 2 - 清音电吉他 Electric Guitar (clean)
  3. Synth 1 - 合成主音1(方波) Lead 1 (square)
  4. Synth 2 - 弦乐合奏1 String Ensemble 1
  5. Organ - 击杆风琴 Hammond Organ
  6. Synth Bass - 合成主音8(低音加主音) Lead 8 (bass+lead)
  7. Bass - 指拨电贝司 Electric Bass(finger)
  8. Drums - 敲击乐器
标记:IntroVerse 1Verse 2ChorusBridgeChorusVerse 3Verse 4ChorusBridgeOutro
歌曲: Squonk
歌词:
Like father like son 
Not flesh nor fish nor bone
A red rag hangs from an open mouth.
Alive at both ends but a little dead in the middle,
A-tumbling and a-bumbling he will go.
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Could never put a smile on that face.

He's a sly one, he's a shy one
Wouldn't you be too.
Scared to be left all on his own.
Hasn't a, hasn't a friend to play with, the ugly duckling
The pressure on, the bubble will burst before our eyes.
All the while in perfect time
His tears are falling on the ground
But if you don't stand up you don't stand a chance.

Go a little faster now, you might get there in time.

Mirror mirror on the wall,
His heart was broken long before he ever came to you.
Stop your tears from falling,
The trail they leave is very clear for all to see at night
All to see at night.

In season, out of season
What's the difference when you don't know the reason.
In one hand bread, the other a stone.
The hunter enters the forest.
All are not huntsmen who can blow the huntsman's horn
By the look of this one you've not got much to fear.

Here I am, I'm very fierce and frightening
Now listen here, listen to me, don't you run away now
I am a friend, I'd really like to play with you.
Making noises my little furry friend would make
I'll trick him, then I'll kick him into my sack.
You better watch out you better watch out.

I've got you, I've got you, you'll never get away.

Walking home that night
The sack across my back, the sound of sobbing on my shoulder.
When suddenly it stopped,
I opened up the sack, all that I had
A pool of bubbles and tears - just a pool of tears.

All in all you are a very dying race
Placing trust upon a cruel world.
You never had the things you thought you should have had
And you'll not get them now,
And all the while in perfect time
Your tears are falling on the ground.
原谱地址:https://www.jitashe.org/tab/56647/