Biography:
Born from an impromptu jam at a Halloween party in 2009, Skating Polly is a punk/rock/pop duo made up of stepsisters Kelli Mayo and Peyton Bighorse. On their forthcoming sophomore album Lost Wonderfuls (produced by Exene Cervenka and mixed by Flaming Lips drummer Kliph Scurlock), the Oklahoma City-based band reveals itself as a wildly vital force in the resurrection and reinvention of classic punk rock.
Raised on ‘70s punk and early-‘90s alt-rock
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A = E shaped bar chord
Verse: E F# B A
Chorus: B A F# E
Verse:
E F#
Please don’t chase us to the score
B
Of a spectacle, I threw my drawings in the dirt
A
You took it hard and you’re so compelling
E F#
I strode in catching stars
B
Walked back out with screaming palms
A E
Hoping I would never leave my roses
F#
And I never did again
B A E
Cause I never thought I’d choke
Chorus:
B A F# E
If it is the stars I lost I lost them for you
B A F# E
Pick me up, sell me cold if that’s what you gotta do
B A F# E
So, I could be cryin’ cause of you
B A F# E
But, I know it’s fun to drain my eyes
B A F# E
Drain into my room for the view
B A F# E
But I know I’m yours ‘cause you churn my blood
Verse:
E F#
Pretty features in the birds
B
Unforgettable I wonder how you
A
Wander through the cars ‘cause all your fevers often
E F#
Spoke highly of his fame
B
You breathe so loud with broken words
A E
Hoping I would never leave my roses
F#
And I never laughed at all
B A E
Cause I never thought I’d choke
Chorus:
B A F# E
If it is the stars I lost I lost them for you
B A F# E
Pick me up, sell me cold if that’s what you gotta do
B A F# E
So, I could be cryin’ cause of you
B A F# E
But, I know it’s fun to drain my eyes
B A F# E
Drain into my room for the view
B A F# E
But I know I’m yours ‘cause you churn my blood
B A F# E
I don’t know the reasons
B A F# E
I don’t have your mail
B A F# E
Trickle down the preachers
B A F# E
Drag them down to scale
B A F# Pick slide
If it is the stars I lost I lost them for you
B A F# E
Pick me up, sell me cold if that’s what you gotta do
B A F# E
So, I could be cryin’ cause of you
B A F# E
But, I know it’s fun to drain my eyes
F# E
Drain my eyes
F# E
Drain my eyes
F# E
Drain my eyes
Verse: E F# B A
Chorus: B A F# E
Verse:
E F#
Please don’t chase us to the score
B
Of a spectacle, I threw my drawings in the dirt
A
You took it hard and you’re so compelling
E F#
I strode in catching stars
B
Walked back out with screaming palms
A E
Hoping I would never leave my roses
F#
And I never did again
B A E
Cause I never thought I’d choke
Chorus:
B A F# E
If it is the stars I lost I lost them for you
B A F# E
Pick me up, sell me cold if that’s what you gotta do
B A F# E
So, I could be cryin’ cause of you
B A F# E
But, I know it’s fun to drain my eyes
B A F# E
Drain into my room for the view
B A F# E
But I know I’m yours ‘cause you churn my blood
Verse:
E F#
Pretty features in the birds
B
Unforgettable I wonder how you
A
Wander through the cars ‘cause all your fevers often
E F#
Spoke highly of his fame
B
You breathe so loud with broken words
A E
Hoping I would never leave my roses
F#
And I never laughed at all
B A E
Cause I never thought I’d choke
Chorus:
B A F# E
If it is the stars I lost I lost them for you
B A F# E
Pick me up, sell me cold if that’s what you gotta do
B A F# E
So, I could be cryin’ cause of you
B A F# E
But, I know it’s fun to drain my eyes
B A F# E
Drain into my room for the view
B A F# E
But I know I’m yours ‘cause you churn my blood
B A F# E
I don’t know the reasons
B A F# E
I don’t have your mail
B A F# E
Trickle down the preachers
B A F# E
Drag them down to scale
B A F# Pick slide
If it is the stars I lost I lost them for you
B A F# E
Pick me up, sell me cold if that’s what you gotta do
B A F# E
So, I could be cryin’ cause of you
B A F# E
But, I know it’s fun to drain my eyes
F# E
Drain my eyes
F# E
Drain my eyes
F# E
Drain my eyes
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