Biography:
Jets to Brazil was an American rock band. It was founded by Blake Schwarzenbach, former frontman of Jawbreaker, who found himself in Brooklyn, New York, after Jawbreaker disbanded. There he united with friend Jeremy Chatelain (who is not to be confused with the French singer of the same name); the two had met at the final Jawbreaker show, Chatelain himself having emerged from the break-up of Handsome.
Together they began working on four-track recordings aided by drum machines until they asked Chris Daly
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Other songs:
- Empty Picture Frame
- One Summer Last Fall
- Air Traffic Control
- All Things Good And Nice
- And The Trumpets Pounded In My Ears
- Autumn Walker
- Cat Heaven
- Chinatown
- Conrad
- Crown Of The Valley
- Disgrace
- Further North
- I Typed For Miles
- In The Summers When You Really Know
- Ive Got All The Words
- King Medicine
- Lemon Yellow Black
- Little Light
- Lucky Charm
- Mid
- Milk And Apples
- Morning New Disease
- Orange Rhyming Dictionary
- Pale New Dawn
- Perfecting Loneliness
- Psalm
- Resistance Is Futile
- Rocket Boy
- Sea Anemone
- Seven Stars
- Starry Configurations
- Sweet Avenue
- Tender Criminal
- The Frequency
- William Tell Override
- Wish List
- Your X
- Youre Having The Time Of My Life
- Youre The One I Want
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Jets to Brazil - Rocket Boy
Intro (recurring): C - F
Verse part 1: C - Dm - F - C
Verse part 2: F - C - Dm - F
Chorus: C - C/G - F
Bridge: F - G - C - G - F - Gm - G# - C - F - C - Dm - F
C Dm F C (x5)
Headlights and red eyes, a warm beer between your thighs.
Mess of pills, Hollywood hills, the red lights.
Read me my rights.
F C Dm F
Going in a circle, getting tighter every turn.
Think you're getting better but you're never quite sure.
Say it's all ahead of you.
How far can you see?
C (back to intro)
When you're living on your knees.
Driver, please, find your feet.
The light's green but you spaced the keys.
You're going fast but it won't last.
You're all speed and no gas.
Going in a circle, never getting to the point.
Burning up the atmosphere, my rocket shop boy.
You say there's a finish line, but you're already beat
'cause you're living on your knees.
C C/G F (x6)
Rocket boy, my only son, you look so sad, but you're so young.
Fm C
You get so high. You're all alone, rocket boy, come home.
Notebook, some notes you took.
A bit hit, with a cooked hook.
Your best friend is you again.
You can't win but you won't give in.
Going in a circle, getting lower every time.
Say it isn't hurting but I never see you smile.
Asking for the doctor and I'm calling you a priest
'cause you're living on your knees.
Rocket boy, you burn so bright,
and I believe you lie so beautifully when you get high.
You're all alone, rocket boy, come home.
F G C G F
Dad, it's me, again. I hate to call.
G G#
Could you come down?
C F
There's been an accident.
C Dm F
"Were you involved?"
"Yes, sir, no. Sir, they say I was."
Got home, cried alone.
The video will surely show.
No one knows.
I came this close to being me, but I lost us both.
Going in a circle and it's keeping you around.
You've been here forever but you've never been found.
You didn't want a witness
and I didn't want to see you living on your knees.
Rocket boy, come home.
Beautiful song. Hopefully you'll have more luck than me and find a pianist to play
it with. I'm not completely sure about the bridge, so please make improvements if
necessary. [email protected]
Intro (recurring): C - F
Verse part 1: C - Dm - F - C
Verse part 2: F - C - Dm - F
Chorus: C - C/G - F
Bridge: F - G - C - G - F - Gm - G# - C - F - C - Dm - F
C Dm F C (x5)
Headlights and red eyes, a warm beer between your thighs.
Mess of pills, Hollywood hills, the red lights.
Read me my rights.
F C Dm F
Going in a circle, getting tighter every turn.
Think you're getting better but you're never quite sure.
Say it's all ahead of you.
How far can you see?
C (back to intro)
When you're living on your knees.
Driver, please, find your feet.
The light's green but you spaced the keys.
You're going fast but it won't last.
You're all speed and no gas.
Going in a circle, never getting to the point.
Burning up the atmosphere, my rocket shop boy.
You say there's a finish line, but you're already beat
'cause you're living on your knees.
C C/G F (x6)
Rocket boy, my only son, you look so sad, but you're so young.
Fm C
You get so high. You're all alone, rocket boy, come home.
Notebook, some notes you took.
A bit hit, with a cooked hook.
Your best friend is you again.
You can't win but you won't give in.
Going in a circle, getting lower every time.
Say it isn't hurting but I never see you smile.
Asking for the doctor and I'm calling you a priest
'cause you're living on your knees.
Rocket boy, you burn so bright,
and I believe you lie so beautifully when you get high.
You're all alone, rocket boy, come home.
F G C G F
Dad, it's me, again. I hate to call.
G G#
Could you come down?
C F
There's been an accident.
C Dm F
"Were you involved?"
"Yes, sir, no. Sir, they say I was."
Got home, cried alone.
The video will surely show.
No one knows.
I came this close to being me, but I lost us both.
Going in a circle and it's keeping you around.
You've been here forever but you've never been found.
You didn't want a witness
and I didn't want to see you living on your knees.
Rocket boy, come home.
Beautiful song. Hopefully you'll have more luck than me and find a pianist to play
it with. I'm not completely sure about the bridge, so please make improvements if
necessary. [email protected]
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