Biography:
Tilly and the Wall are an indie rock group which formed in Omaha, Nebraska, United States in 2001. The band consists of Derek Pressnall (vocals, guitar), his wife Jamie Pressnall (tap dancer), Neely Jenkins (vocals, bass), Kianna Alarid (vocals, recorder, bass) and Nick White (keyboards). The band has gained notoriety for having a tap dancer provide percussion instead of a drummer (although drums and drum machines are occasionally used on some of their recordings
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Other songs:
- Freest Man
- Ice Storm Big Gust And You
- Let It Rain
- Lost Girls
- Rainbows In The Dark
- Shake Shake
- Bad Education
- Beat Control
- Bessa
- Blood Flower
- Brave Day
- Coughing Colors
- Dust Me Off
- Fell Down The Stairs
- I Always Knew
- Love Song
- Night Of The Living Dead
- Nights Of The Living Dead
- Perfect Fit
- Pot Kettle Black
- Reckless
- Shake It Out
- Sing Songs Along
- Static Expressions
- Tall Tall Grass
- The Freest Man
- You And I Misbehaving
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we'll wake up your mothers, we'll start a commotion
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we'll take you apart, yeah we'll swallow your ocean
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we'll fly our flag right up up out of your sky
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so puff out your chest in some weird dusty fight
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we're taking no part in your cracked antique life
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we're believing everything that we have heard
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we're taking our turn with the kids that don't learn
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so out come you clowns, all you wolves, all you martyrs
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you holy rat rattlers, holy found fathers
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we're living at night trying to pull out the light
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we'll take you apart, yeah we'll swallow your ocean
A
and just when you've labeled us one of your types
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we'll fly our flag right up up out of your sky
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so puff out your chest in some weird dusty fight
G
we're taking no part in your cracked antique life
A
we're believing everything that we have heard
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we're taking our turn with the kids that don't learn
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you know i'm gonna to take my turn
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let us be free, let us sing songs along
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from bottoms of barrels, let us be free
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let us be free, let us sing songs along
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from bottoms of barrels, let us be free
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so out come you clowns, all you wolves, all you martyrs
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you holy rat rattlers, holy found fathers
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we're selling ourselves so ourselves we can find
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we're living at night trying to pull out the light
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we'll turn up the heat as we burn up your boxes
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we'll loosen our wrists as we fill in your foxholes
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you've got your bad apple to ruin your bunch
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but we're all right here so you better eat up
A
oh yeah there's nothing you can do!
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let us be free, let us sing songs along
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from bottoms of barrels, let us be free
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let us be free, let us sing songs along
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from bottoms of barrels, let us be free
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if you want me here, you can have me here
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if you want me now, you can have me now
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if you want me down, oh i will get real low
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you better believe i'll be down by your shoes
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if you want it all, you can have it all
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if you want some more, come and get some more
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'cause the dirt feels good when you're underground
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you better believe that we're all getting down
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you that us feral kids love straying about
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so start giving in, yeah you better get down
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let us be free, let us sing songs along
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from bottoms of barrels, let us be free
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let us be free, let us sing songs along
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