Biography:
Bishop Allen is an American indie rock band which formed in Brooklyn, New York, United States in 2003. The band's core members are Justin Rice and Christian Rudder, who are supported both on stage and in the studio by a rotating cast of musicial collaborators. Currently the band consists of Justin Rice (vocals, guitar), Christian Rudder (guitar), Darbie Nowatka-Rice (keyboards, violin), Keith Poulson (bass) and Michael Tapper (drums). Tapper is a former member of the indie rock band We Are Scientists.
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Other songs:
- Butterfly Nets
- Click Click Click Click
- The News From Your Bed
- Abe Lincoln
- Another Wasted Night
- Bishop Allen Drive
- Chinatown Bus
- Choose Again
- Corazon
- Coupla Easy Things
- Dimmer
- Dirt On Your New Shoes
- Dont Hideaway
- Flight 180
- Like Castanets
- Little Black Ach
- No Show
- Oklahoma
- Penitentiary Bound
- Queen Of The Rummage Sale
- Rain
- Shanghaied
- Shrinking Violet
- Start Again
- Tea For Two
- The Ancient Commonsense Of Things
- The Bullet Big D
- The Monitor
- True Or False
- Why I Had To Go
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Queen of the Rummage Sale
Bishop Allen
Queen of The Rummage Sale
A=424
VERSE:
G
She was the queen of the rummage sale
D
The curator of a great collage
G
she would rescue every beautiful thing
D
the bric-a-back and the hodge podge
C
and stack the boxes in her parents garage
I had to learn how to travel light
With a satchel and an old suitcase
It really wears you down
To carry on at that pace
Cause you’re never standing in one place
CHORUS:
G
Odds and ends
D
Held together with safety pins
C
I know there's a lot to fix
G D G
so, we're taking it stitch-by-stitch
If we can, gonna build us a promised land
It comes to us secondhand
I think we’ll do fine
VERSE
Now we’re driving down the palisades
It feels good to get out of town
And we’re stopping at every yard sale sign
Or use the classified to track ‘em down.
She takes my hand and leads me around
These are colors that I’ve never seen
So sudden and so bright
In the places that I’ve been before
And I realize that I’m looking through her eyes
CHORUS
Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey.
I carry boxes up a hundred stairs
And she unpacks and laughs and cheers
And I finally put my suitcase down
Between the picture frames and souvenirs
I think I’ll stay for a thousand years
(CHORUS PATTERN)
If we can, gonna build us a promised land
It comes to us secondhand
I think we’ll do fine
And if we fail we can follow a bread crumb trail
Drop a coin in a wishing well
I think we’ll do fine
And in the end we’ll be calling up all our friends
All our friends think we’ll do fine
Bishop Allen
Queen of The Rummage Sale
A=424
VERSE:
G
She was the queen of the rummage sale
D
The curator of a great collage
G
she would rescue every beautiful thing
D
the bric-a-back and the hodge podge
C
and stack the boxes in her parents garage
I had to learn how to travel light
With a satchel and an old suitcase
It really wears you down
To carry on at that pace
Cause you’re never standing in one place
CHORUS:
G
Odds and ends
D
Held together with safety pins
C
I know there's a lot to fix
G D G
so, we're taking it stitch-by-stitch
If we can, gonna build us a promised land
It comes to us secondhand
I think we’ll do fine
VERSE
Now we’re driving down the palisades
It feels good to get out of town
And we’re stopping at every yard sale sign
Or use the classified to track ‘em down.
She takes my hand and leads me around
These are colors that I’ve never seen
So sudden and so bright
In the places that I’ve been before
And I realize that I’m looking through her eyes
CHORUS
Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey.
I carry boxes up a hundred stairs
And she unpacks and laughs and cheers
And I finally put my suitcase down
Between the picture frames and souvenirs
I think I’ll stay for a thousand years
(CHORUS PATTERN)
If we can, gonna build us a promised land
It comes to us secondhand
I think we’ll do fine
And if we fail we can follow a bread crumb trail
Drop a coin in a wishing well
I think we’ll do fine
And in the end we’ll be calling up all our friends
All our friends think we’ll do fine
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