Biography:
Formed in 1994, Phantom Planet is a Los Angeles band that has released four albums of melodic, energetic Alt Rock. Helping to define the early 00s music landscape, they’re best known for writing anthemic hits like “California,” (theme of the TV series: The O.C.) and their wildly exciting live shows with deep fan engagement. The band has entertained the masses through a combination of stellar musicianship & compelling song writing which now spans 25 years.
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Other songs:
- California
- California (the Oc)
- Do The Panic
- Lisa (does It Hurt You)
- O C
- 8
- After Hours
- All Over Again
- Always On My Mind
- Anthem
- Black Belt
- Building Up Cutting Down Acoustic
- By The Bed
- Confess
- Empty House
- Galleria
- Hey Now Girl
- I Dont Mind
- Jabberjaw
- Knowitall
- Leader
- Leave Me Alone
- Leave Yourself For Somebody Else
- Lisa Does It Hurt You
- Lonely Day
- Nobodys Fault
- One Ray Of Sunlight
- Our House
- Raise The Dead
- See You Next Summer
- Ship Lost At Sea
- So I Fall Again
- Somebodys Baby
- Something Is Wrong
- The Stalker
- This Is What You Get
- Turn Smile Shift Repeat
- Winter Wonderland
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[Intro]
Bm Em Bm Em
[V1]
Bm Em Bm Em
Isn't there enough to talk about?
Bm Em Bm Em
I don't want what else is running out your mouth
Bm Em
Chewing my ears from my head
Bm Em
Will not keep me interested
Bm Em
I wanna put you on someone else
Bm Em
I wanna leave you all by yourself
G F#m G
If I look like I'm involved
F#m Bm
Well, I ain't listening at all
[Break]
Bm Em Bm Em Bm Em Bm Em
[V2]
Bm Em Bm Em
You never listen to a single thing I say
Bm Em Bm Em
How in the hell did I get into this mess anyway?
Oh yeah, I was
Bm Em
Shot in the hall with a glance
Bm Em
If looks could kill I would've never had a chance
Bm Em
And you could bury me where I lie
Bm Em
I'm so unhappy that I could die
G
Other people, they're not looking
F#m
Anywhere in your direction
G
Got this creeping party doubt
F#m
There's no chance I'm ever getting out
[I'm not sure honestly]
A7
You're having fun at my expense
D
Oh yeah, you're raking up
F#
Sometimes I think that you
F#
Wanna end up with no one to talk to!
[Break]
Bm Em Bm Em Bm Em Bm Em
G F#m G F#m
G
Other people, they're not looking
F#m
Anywhere in your direction
G
Got this creeping party doubt
F#m
There's no chance I'm ever getting out
A7
They're acting like somebody near
D
Just passed away in here
F#
So if I go
F#
No
F#
When I do
F#
You'll end up with no one to talk to! Bm
Em Bm
...Ha!!
Em Bm
...Ha!!
Em Bm
...Ha!!
Bm Em Bm Em
[V1]
Bm Em Bm Em
Isn't there enough to talk about?
Bm Em Bm Em
I don't want what else is running out your mouth
Bm Em
Chewing my ears from my head
Bm Em
Will not keep me interested
Bm Em
I wanna put you on someone else
Bm Em
I wanna leave you all by yourself
G F#m G
If I look like I'm involved
F#m Bm
Well, I ain't listening at all
[Break]
Bm Em Bm Em Bm Em Bm Em
[V2]
Bm Em Bm Em
You never listen to a single thing I say
Bm Em Bm Em
How in the hell did I get into this mess anyway?
Oh yeah, I was
Bm Em
Shot in the hall with a glance
Bm Em
If looks could kill I would've never had a chance
Bm Em
And you could bury me where I lie
Bm Em
I'm so unhappy that I could die
G
Other people, they're not looking
F#m
Anywhere in your direction
G
Got this creeping party doubt
F#m
There's no chance I'm ever getting out
[I'm not sure honestly]
A7
You're having fun at my expense
D
Oh yeah, you're raking up
F#
Sometimes I think that you
F#
Wanna end up with no one to talk to!
[Break]
Bm Em Bm Em Bm Em Bm Em
G F#m G F#m
G
Other people, they're not looking
F#m
Anywhere in your direction
G
Got this creeping party doubt
F#m
There's no chance I'm ever getting out
A7
They're acting like somebody near
D
Just passed away in here
F#
So if I go
F#
No
F#
When I do
F#
You'll end up with no one to talk to! Bm
Em Bm
...Ha!!
Em Bm
...Ha!!
Em Bm
...Ha!!
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