On ne perd pas le rythme de la semaine dernière...
"Grow Some Funk Of Your Own" Elton John, en Live.
Titre extrait de l'album "Rock of The Westies" de 1975, composé par Elton John, Davey Johnstone, Bernie Taupin.
Musiciens :
Elton John - chant, piano
Davey Johnstone - guitares, banjo, mandoline, choeurs
Caleb Quaye - guitares, choeurs
Kenny Passarelli - basse, choeurs
James Newton Howard - claviers
Roger Pope - batterie
Ray Cooper - percussions
Clive Franks - percussions, choeurs
"Elton John Sleepwear" en 1975 photo de Terry O'Neill.
"Grow Some Funk Of Your Own" Elton John, en Live.
Titre extrait de l'album "Rock of The Westies" de 1975, composé par Elton John, Davey Johnstone, Bernie Taupin.
Musiciens :
Elton John - chant, piano
Davey Johnstone - guitares, banjo, mandoline, choeurs
Caleb Quaye - guitares, choeurs
Kenny Passarelli - basse, choeurs
James Newton Howard - claviers
Roger Pope - batterie
Ray Cooper - percussions
Clive Franks - percussions, choeurs
"Elton John Sleepwear" en 1975 photo de Terry O'Neill.
Paroles
Yeah I looked at my watch and it said a quarter to five
The headlines screamed that I was still alive
I couldn't understand it
I thought I died last night
Oh I dreamed I'd been in a border town
In a little cantina that the boys had found
I was desperate to dance
Just to dig the local sounds
[Pre-Chorus]
When along came a señorita
She looked so good that I had to meet her
I was ready to approach her with my English charm
When her brass knuckled boyfriend grabbed me my the arm
Oh, he was so macho
[Chorus]
And he said grow some funk of your own amigo
Grow some funk of your own
We no like to with the gringo fight
But there might be a death in Mexico tonight
If you can't grow some funk of your own amigo
Grow some funk of your own
Take my advice, take the next flight
And grow your funk, grow your funk at home
Yeah I looked at my watch and it said a quarter to five
The headlines screamed that I was still alive
I couldn't understand it
I thought I died last night
Oh I dreamed I'd been in a border town
In a little cantina that the boys had found
I was desperate to dance
Just to dig the local sounds
[Pre-Chorus]
When along came a señorita
She looked so good that I had to meet her
I was ready to approach her with my English charm
When her brass knuckled boyfriend grabbed me my the arm
Oh, he was so macho
[Chorus]
And he said grow some funk of your own amigo
Grow some funk of your own
We no like to with the gringo fight
But there might be a death in Mexico tonight
If you can't grow some funk of your own amigo
Grow some funk of your own
Take my advice, take the next flight
And grow your funk, grow your funk at home
Well I looked for support from the rest of my friends
For their vanishing trick they get ten out of ten
I knelt to pray
Just to see if He would comprehend
Oh I dreamed I'd been in a border town
In a little cantina that the boys had found
I was desperate to dance
Just to dig the local sounds
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, and it hurt so much
[Chorus]
Ya know I think I really like...
I'll grow some funk
Yea, I'll grow some funk of my own
Oh, I'll grow some funk
I'll grow some funk of my own
I'll grow some funk
Of my own [x4]
I'll grow some funk [x2]
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