Biography:
Will Varley (born in Brixton, London, on 7 March 1987) is a British folk singer and co-founder of the arts collective Smugglers Records.
Varley spent his teenage years in Kingston playing solo shows and singing in bands. His debut album was released on Smugglers Records in July 2011. He plays an explosive and subversive brand of British folk music.
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- One Last Look At The View
- Outside Over There
- Seize The Night
- Send My Love To The System
- Seven Days
- Something Is Breaking
- Statues
- The Endlessness And The Space Between
- The Man Who Fell To Earth
- The Sound Of The Markets Crashing
- These Are The Days
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Capo on 2nd fret
Am C
'Bang' goes the big bang in the darkness and thunder.
Am C
Adam and Eve were strands of bacteria.
Am C
Blind we crawled with the birds and the bees,
F G
Few years on we climbed down from the trees,
Am C
And were standin' in Africa, lookin' at the sky
Am C
Saying 'why we're here? What happens when we die? '
Am C
We used god as a word for the things we can't see,
F G
Now put on some clothes and let's wait for tv.
Am C
Well it doesn't take long 'till we're painting caves,
Am C
Makin' some men kings and other men slaves,
Am C
Sayin' God is our reason, God is our leader,
F G
God spoke to me and he told me to kill ya. '
Am C
We spread like a virus to every dark corner,
Am C
Greeks and romans are layin' down borders.
Am C
The slaves and the soldiers, the queens and the kings,
F G
Wherever they were, they all used to sing:
Am Em F C
Birth, death, weddings and wars,
Am Em F C
That's all we are good for.
Am Em F C
If all of the past was played as a song,
Am G C
Then our lives are a beat of the drum.
Am C
Invading, enslaving, then trading the plunder,
Am C
Tobaco and opium, tea leaves and sugar.
Am C
Empires built with the bones of the slaughtered.
F G
A barrel of booze in return for your daughters and
Am Em F C
Birth, death, weddings and wars,
Am Em F C
Naissance, décès, mariage et guerre,
Am Em F C
Above the same earth, beneath the same stars,
Am G C
You can't hide the beast that we are.
Am C
Well by the dark ages we're gettin' into guns,
Am C
Still fightin' over god and who's got the right ones,
Am C
Still singin' and dancin', now we're paintin' on canvas,
F G
Pasting the time with our s** and our violence.
Am C
The west gets rich and it strangles the earth,
Am C
Romeo and Juliet can't make it work.
Am C
Factories, A-Bombs and Flying-Machines,
F G
Finally someone invents the tv.
Am Em F C
And it's birth, death, weddings and wars,
Am Em F C
Naissance, décès, mariage et guerre,
Am Em F C
Above the same earth, beneath the same stars,
Am G C
You can't hide the beast that we are.
Am C
Instead of hunting now we go to Tescos,
Am C
Instead of talking now we wear headphones,
Am C
Instead of mountains we're heading for mars,
F G
Instead of god we have credit cards.
Am C
And we're still here two thousand and somethin',
Am C
No peace, economy is crashing,
Am C
Just singin' and dancin' and looking at the sky, sayin'
F G
'Why are we here? What happens when we die? '
Am Em F C
Singing birth, death, weddings and wars,
Am Em F C
That's all we're good for.
Am Em F C
If all of the past was played as a song,
Am G F
Then our lives are a beat of the drum,
Am G C
Then our lives are a beat of the drum.
Am C
'Bang' goes the big bang in the darkness and thunder.
Am C
Adam and Eve were strands of bacteria.
Am C
Blind we crawled with the birds and the bees,
F G
Few years on we climbed down from the trees,
Am C
And were standin' in Africa, lookin' at the sky
Am C
Saying 'why we're here? What happens when we die? '
Am C
We used god as a word for the things we can't see,
F G
Now put on some clothes and let's wait for tv.
Am C
Well it doesn't take long 'till we're painting caves,
Am C
Makin' some men kings and other men slaves,
Am C
Sayin' God is our reason, God is our leader,
F G
God spoke to me and he told me to kill ya. '
Am C
We spread like a virus to every dark corner,
Am C
Greeks and romans are layin' down borders.
Am C
The slaves and the soldiers, the queens and the kings,
F G
Wherever they were, they all used to sing:
Am Em F C
Birth, death, weddings and wars,
Am Em F C
That's all we are good for.
Am Em F C
If all of the past was played as a song,
Am G C
Then our lives are a beat of the drum.
Am C
Invading, enslaving, then trading the plunder,
Am C
Tobaco and opium, tea leaves and sugar.
Am C
Empires built with the bones of the slaughtered.
F G
A barrel of booze in return for your daughters and
Am Em F C
Birth, death, weddings and wars,
Am Em F C
Naissance, décès, mariage et guerre,
Am Em F C
Above the same earth, beneath the same stars,
Am G C
You can't hide the beast that we are.
Am C
Well by the dark ages we're gettin' into guns,
Am C
Still fightin' over god and who's got the right ones,
Am C
Still singin' and dancin', now we're paintin' on canvas,
F G
Pasting the time with our s** and our violence.
Am C
The west gets rich and it strangles the earth,
Am C
Romeo and Juliet can't make it work.
Am C
Factories, A-Bombs and Flying-Machines,
F G
Finally someone invents the tv.
Am Em F C
And it's birth, death, weddings and wars,
Am Em F C
Naissance, décès, mariage et guerre,
Am Em F C
Above the same earth, beneath the same stars,
Am G C
You can't hide the beast that we are.
Am C
Instead of hunting now we go to Tescos,
Am C
Instead of talking now we wear headphones,
Am C
Instead of mountains we're heading for mars,
F G
Instead of god we have credit cards.
Am C
And we're still here two thousand and somethin',
Am C
No peace, economy is crashing,
Am C
Just singin' and dancin' and looking at the sky, sayin'
F G
'Why are we here? What happens when we die? '
Am Em F C
Singing birth, death, weddings and wars,
Am Em F C
That's all we're good for.
Am Em F C
If all of the past was played as a song,
Am G F
Then our lives are a beat of the drum,
Am G C
Then our lives are a beat of the drum.
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