Biography:
The Cribs are an English 3-piece indie band from Wakefield, West Yorkshire, England which formed in 2001 and consists of twins Gary and Ryan Jarman and their younger brother Ross. In August 2008 Johnny Marr, former guitarist for The Smiths and Modest Mouse, became the official fourth member of the band. On April 11th 2011, Marr's departure from the group was announced on their website, and The Cribs now continue as a 3-piece again.
They are signed to the Wichita Recordings label
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Other songs:
- Burning For No One
- Hello Oh
- Im A Realist
- Martell
- Mirror Kissers
- Shoot The Poets
- The Cribs
- We Share The Same Skies
- Anna
- Back To The Bolthole
- Broken Arrow
- Chi
- Come On Be A No One
- Different Angle
- Direction
- Emasculate Me
- Girls Like Mystery
- Glandular Fever Got The Best Of Me
- Glitters Like Gold
- Hari Kari
- Housewife
- I Should Have Helped
- Ignore The Ignorant
- Im Alright Me
- Is Anybody There
- Ive Tried Everything
- Last Years Snow
- Leather Jacket Love Song
- Mens Needs
- Moving Pictures
- Rainbow Ridge
- Save Your Secrets
- Simple Story
- Sticks Not Twigs
- The New Fellas
- Things Arent Gonna Change
- Victim Of Mass Production
- We Can No Longer Cheat You
- We Were Aborted
- What About Me
- What Have You Done For Me
- Wrong Way To Be
- You Were Always The One
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
VERSE:
A
I'm a realist
C#m
I'm a romantic
Bm
I'm an indecisive
E
Piece of shit
CHORUS:
A C#m
And you dream that's the same thing
Bm E
That's the same life you lead
A
I don't agree and so you drink
C#m
Don't wanna think
Bm E
That's cos your mind is already made up
BACK TO VERSE.
THEN CHORUS.
Bridge (PLAYED TWICE):
A C#
I know that it's only a matter of time
Before you know it I'll be leaving town
Bm
See it in my eyes
E
No one will do
E A
No one will ever do
The Dawn
The Daydream Clu (...)
The Db’s
The Dead South
The Dead Weather