吉他谱信息

标题:Transport is arranged

标签:总谱

艺人:Pavement

专辑:Brighten the corners

作词:Pavement

作曲:Pavement

制谱人:Tutur31

节拍:♩ = 72

音轨:
  1. Guit 1 - 爵士乐电吉他 Electric Guitar (jazz)
  2. Synth - 长笛 Flute
  3. Drums - 敲击乐器
  4. Bass - 指拨电贝司 Electric Bass(finger)
  5. Guit 2 - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
  6. Stephen Malkmus - 练习音钢琴 Rhodes Piano
注释:you better find your way outyou better learn how to runyou better walk awayand leave the angles for the shillswell i've been thinking for daysabout the means and the waysthat i could hate all i touchi knowyou're my lady buticould tricklei could floodavoicecoach taught me to sing he coulndn't taught me to loveall the aboveeasytalkin'borderblockin'trans_portis a_rrangedpraise the grammar policeset me up with your niece_walk to baltimoreand keep the language of the street well i'm of several mindsiamthe worst of my kindi wannacremate the crutchi knowyou're my lady butphonecalls could corrupt the morning heedthe surgeon's warningpillars of eightah_ah__i swung my fie_ry swordi went my spleen at the lordhe is abstract and boredtoo muchmilk and honey well i'llwaltz through the wilderness with no_thing but a compass and a canteensettin' the sceneseasywalkin'borderblockin'trans_portis a_rranged
标记:Verse 1Chorus 1Verse 2Chorus 2BridgeVerse 3
歌曲: Transport Is Arranged
歌词:
You better find your way out

                       

You better learn how to run

         

You better walk a-way

              

And leave the angles for the shills

                  

   Well I've been thinkin' for days

                        

About the means and the ways

         

That I could hate all I touch

       

I know you're my lady



                 

But I could trickle, I could flood

                   

A voice coach taught me to sing

                        

He couldn't teach me to love

        

All the above



Easy talkin', border blockin'



Transport is arranged





Praise the grammar police

                    

Set me up with your niece

        

Walk to Baltimore

                

And keep the language off the street

              

   Well I'm of several minds

                     

I am the worst of my kind

             

I wanna cremate the crutch

       

I know you're my lady

    

But phone calls could corrupt the mornin'

  

I heed the surgeon's warnin'

           

Pillars of eights





I swung my fiery sword

                        

I vent my spleen at the Lord

        

He is abstract and bored

            

Too much a milk and honey

     

Well I'll waltz

                           

Through the wilderness with nothin'

                    

But a compass and a canteen

            

Settin' the scenes



Easy talkin', border blockin'

                       

Transport is arranged



By:GloriaRock
原谱地址:https://www.jitashe.org/tab/69093/