标题:She's Hearing Voices
标签:总谱
艺人:Bloc Party
专辑:Silent Alarm
作词:LISSACK, RUSSELL/MOAKES, GORDON/OKEREKE, KELE/TONG, MATT
作曲:Bloc Party; Matt Tong, Russell Lissack, Kele Okereke, Gordon Moakes
制谱人:Matt Pollard
附注:
The vocals include a lot of talking and shouting, and
so it isn't really notes and I couldn't make those parts
sound good. Turn off vocals with the little 'M' next to
the track if you don't want them to play.
NB. As there are a limited number of tracks available,
the vocals share tracks with background effects (from
the interlude), which won't be heard if you've turned
the volume off the vocals.
节拍:Moderate ♩ = 150
音轨:
- Kele Okereke - 清音电吉他 Electric Guitar (clean)
- Russell Lissack - 钢弦吉他 Acoustic Guitar(steel)
- Gordon Moakes - 指拨电贝司 Electric Bass(finger)
- Matt Tong - 敲击乐器
- Loop Guitar I - 清音电吉他 Electric Guitar (clean)
- Loop Guitar II - 清音电吉他 Electric Guitar (clean)
- Kele Vocals {+Background Effects I} - 次中音萨克斯 Tenor Sax
- Gordon Vocals {+Background Effects II} - 高音拉丁打铃 High Agogo
- Background Effects III - 敲击乐器
标记:IntroIn DrumsVerse OneChorusVerse TwoChorusBreakInterludeBridgeOutro Solo
歌词:
Hey, hey, hey, hey
She's hearing voices call her
She's hearing voices warn her
She just can't sleep in her bed
She just can't sleep
She's falling down the stairs
She's tearing out her hair
She's screaming my name in the night
To keep her warm
She got a red pill, blue pill
Red pill, blue pill
Red pill, blue pill
Red pill, blue pill
Red pill, blue pill
Red pill, blue pill
Red pill, blue pill
Milk of amnesia
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Oh, come on and I know that you want it
Was it nothing, nothing to write home about?
Did the earth, did the earth not move?
She got a red pill, blue pill
Red pill blue pill
Red pill blue pill
Red pill blue pill
Red pill blue pill
Red pill blue pill
Red pill blue pill
Red pill blue pill
She got a red pill, blue pill
Red pill, blue pill
Red pill, blue pill
Red pill, blue pill
Red pill, blue pill
Red pill, blue pill
Red pill, blue pill
Milk of amnesia
She's scared of the blacks and she's scared of the Jews
She is walking around, she is yesterday's news
And she cries out my name in the dead of the night
She is sleeping in our room, she's crying on her side
Walking on eggshells, walking on glass
Burnt by the mirror, burnt by the light
Feeling rejection, I'll burn down your house
Tearing down posters, I was never, never alive
