Biography:
Tomas Kalnoky (born December 24, 1980) is a Czech-born American musician. He is the lead singer/guitarist and songwriter of the bands Streetlight Manifesto and Bandits of the Acoustic Revolution,[1] and goes by the pseudonym Toh Kay as a solo performer.[2] He is the former lead singer/guitarist for 3rd-wave ska band Catch 22, but left the band after making only one album (their debut, Keasbey Nights) to attend Savannah College of Art and Design in Savannah, Georgia, for visual art.
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Other songs:
- If Only For Memories
- Oh Me, Oh My
- They Broke Him Down
- Your Day Will Come
- A Better Place A Better Time
- A Moment Of Silence
- Dear Sergio
- Down Down Down To Mephistos Cafe
- Forty Days
- Heres To Life
- Hooray For Me
- Hooray For Me Bad Religion Cover
- I Went In
- Oh Me Oh My
- Shantantitty Town
- Sick And Sad
- Somewhere In The Between
- The Big Sleep
- The Hands That Thieve
- The Littlest Things
- The Man With The Skeleton Arms
- The Receiving End Of It All
- The Three Of Us
- Toe To Toe
- Tornado Joe
- Ungrateful
- Watch It Crash
- We Will Fall Together
- With Any Sort Of Certainty
- Would You Be Impressed
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[Verse 1]
E F#
Well I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner,
A B E
In the shadow of tentacle towers by the red light of America, oh.
F# A B
I imagine how his mother felt when she heard that her husband was dying,
E F# A
And that underground heroes of the tarmac shooting smack were blowing up worlds
B E
And damned out loud.
F# B
Hey, can you tell me how does it feel?
[Chorus]
A E B
Yeah, tell me, Can you imagine, for a second,
E A
Doing anything that you don't have to?
E B
Well that's what I'm accustomed to so hooray for me.
[Verse 2]
E F#
When I slept with stony faces on the riverbank.
A B E
My angeldevil reveller shook me desperately in dying.
F# B
I don't exactly want to apologize for anything.
E F#
And now we're all mad,
A
And tangled,
B
In secret rooms,
E
With roman candles,
F# B
On an endless graveyard train,
[Chorus]
A E B
Yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second,
E A
Doing anything just 'cuz you want to?
E B
Well, that's just what I do so hooray for me
[Verse 3]
E F# A B
I was dreaming through the howzlife, yawning, car black in my mind,
E F# A B
when she told me mad and meaningless as ever.
E F# A B
And a song came on my radio like a cemetery rhyme,
E F# B A
For a million crying corpses in their tragedy of respectable existence.
[Chorus]
E B
Can you imagine, for a second,
E A
Trying half the things, you ever wanted to?
E B
Well, that's just what I do so hooray for me.
A E B
Oh, yeah, I'm unrespectable, never sensible,
E A
Maybe incredible, so damned irascible.
E B
And I like the things I do so hooray for me
E
And fuck you.
[Verse 1]
E F#
Well I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner,
A B E
In the shadow of tentacle towers by the red light of America, oh.
F# A B
I imagine how his mother felt when she heard that her husband was dying,
E F# A
And that underground heroes of the tarmac shooting smack were blowing up worlds
B E
And damned out loud.
F# B
Hey, can you tell me how does it feel?
[Chorus]
A E B
Yeah, tell me, Can you imagine, for a second,
E A
Doing anything that you don't have to?
E B
Well that's what I'm accustomed to so hooray for me.
[Verse 2]
E F#
When I slept with stony faces on the riverbank.
A B E
My angeldevil reveller shook me desperately in dying.
F# B
I don't exactly want to apologize for anything.
E F#
And now we're all mad,
A
And tangled,
B
In secret rooms,
E
With roman candles,
F# B
On an endless graveyard train,
[Chorus]
A E B
Yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second,
E A
Doing anything just 'cuz you want to?
E B
Well, that's just what I do so hooray for me
[Verse 3]
E F# A B
I was dreaming through the howzlife, yawning, car black in my mind,
E F# A B
when she told me mad and meaningless as ever.
E F# A B
And a song came on my radio like a cemetery rhyme,
E F# B A
For a million crying corpses in their tragedy of respectable existence.
[Chorus]
E B
Can you imagine, for a second,
E A
Trying half the things, you ever wanted to?
E B
Well, that's just what I do so hooray for me.
A E B
Oh, yeah, I'm unrespectable, never sensible,
E A
Maybe incredible, so damned irascible.
E B
And I like the things I do so hooray for me
E
And fuck you.
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