Biography:
Michael Trent currently functions as the front man and primary songwriter for rock band The Films. He is also 50 percent of the alt gospel/goth country duo Shovels and Rope, and maintains still enough material to have recorded two solo albums.
He bears the pop sensibility of the 60's British invasion, the sardonic wit of Elvis Costello, emotional poigniancy of Elliot Smith, and the Townes Van Zant- like turn of phrase. His lyrics are clever and biting, but can, in very few words, shatter the listeners heart
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"A Complicated Type"
by Michael Trent
'The Winner'
Capo on 2nd Fret
C
C
He was a sweet boy never mean to cause no trouble
G
Couldn't help but be polite he probably learned it from his mother
F
He's the complicated type
Am
A complicated type
F G C
Complicated type
C
Grew up real fast just like Carolina pine
G
Hid his drugs under his bible mixed his whisky with his wine
F
He had a sparkle in his eye
Am
Like just before you cry
F G C
Like right before you cry
Am G C
F G Am
F G Am C F C
C
It was a long night he'd been sitting at the bar
G
When they turned off all the lights he started looking for his car
F
But when his eyes began to gleam
Am
And the lights started to stream
F G C
He slipped into a dream
C
Now while most folks dream of money love and hope
G
His were of violent crashing waves and bodies swinging tied to ropes
F
While his whole family laughed aloud
Am
Hovering above a crowd
F G C
Who for help were screaming out
Am G C
F G Am
F G Am C F C
E7 Am
Well I'm nobody there's nothing I can do
F C G
To bring anyone back to life
E7 Am
But I know that I should try to tell the truth
F G C
And to fight for the right side
Am G C
F G Am
F G Am C F C
C
When he came to was if he'd been dead for years
G
And the wind was blowin' hard both his eyes were full of tears
F
But a change had taken place
Am
You could see it on his face
F G C
Man you could see it on his face
C
On the way home he found a bottle in the road
G
And thought of all the explanations that he thought that he was owed
F
And as he kicked it down the street
Am
He felt lighter on his feet
F G C
And he couldn't help but sing
Am G C
F G Am
F G Am C F C
C F C F C G C
by Michael Trent
'The Winner'
Capo on 2nd Fret
C
C
He was a sweet boy never mean to cause no trouble
G
Couldn't help but be polite he probably learned it from his mother
F
He's the complicated type
Am
A complicated type
F G C
Complicated type
C
Grew up real fast just like Carolina pine
G
Hid his drugs under his bible mixed his whisky with his wine
F
He had a sparkle in his eye
Am
Like just before you cry
F G C
Like right before you cry
Am G C
F G Am
F G Am C F C
C
It was a long night he'd been sitting at the bar
G
When they turned off all the lights he started looking for his car
F
But when his eyes began to gleam
Am
And the lights started to stream
F G C
He slipped into a dream
C
Now while most folks dream of money love and hope
G
His were of violent crashing waves and bodies swinging tied to ropes
F
While his whole family laughed aloud
Am
Hovering above a crowd
F G C
Who for help were screaming out
Am G C
F G Am
F G Am C F C
E7 Am
Well I'm nobody there's nothing I can do
F C G
To bring anyone back to life
E7 Am
But I know that I should try to tell the truth
F G C
And to fight for the right side
Am G C
F G Am
F G Am C F C
C
When he came to was if he'd been dead for years
G
And the wind was blowin' hard both his eyes were full of tears
F
But a change had taken place
Am
You could see it on his face
F G C
Man you could see it on his face
C
On the way home he found a bottle in the road
G
And thought of all the explanations that he thought that he was owed
F
And as he kicked it down the street
Am
He felt lighter on his feet
F G C
And he couldn't help but sing
Am G C
F G Am
F G Am C F C
C F C F C G C
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