Biography:
Brendan Kelly and the Wandering Birds is latest project by Brendan Kelly vocalist/bassist/guitarist for Slapstick/The Broadways/The Lawrence Arms/The Falcon
The band was formed sometime around 2007 as a side project. The original name of the band was The Coke Horse.
Band was named after the early 20th century countercultural movement/German boyscouts turned crossdressing hobos, the Wandervogel)
The group released an album I'd Rather Die Than Live Forever and three-song digital EP
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Other songs:
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 1]
E
What's a pretty little thing like you
B A
Doin' in this dingy old back room?
E
I got some candy
A piece for every bruise
B A
Grab it if it's handy, any cock'll do
E
Now dance to the beat of the slow, slow turn
B A
Of the world as it weeps in this slow, slow burn
E
And the shoes on your feet ain't set to return
B A
I'm the one who's walking out alone
B A
You won't need no sandals where you're going
A B C#m
Cause baby, you ain't ever goin' home
[Chorus]
E B
And the last sounds that you'll ever know
A B E B
Are the vultures crying "Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-no"
A B
Soon they'll be picking at your bones
E B
They'll be picking at your bones
E A
They'll be picking at your bones
B E
Whoa-whoa-whoa
[Verse 2]
E
I caught you in the bathroom in a real wide stance
B A
I caught you down by the lagoon with my hands down your pants
E
On an old dirty mattress with stains and yellow scarves
B A
I start out watching but I get so hard
B A
And you won't need this mattress where you're going
B A
And I'm the one who's walking out alone
A B C#m
And buddy, you ain't ever going home
[Chorus]
E B
Cause the last sound that you'll ever know
A B E B
Is my bonesaw grinding "Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-no"
A B
Soon we'll be chipping at your bones
E B
We'll be chipping at your bones
E A
We'll be chipping at your bones
B
Whoa-whoa-whoa
[Interlude]
E C#m A B
[Bridge]
C#m A B E
Every single plan I make has been informed by these sour grapes
C#m A E B
I've got one last death to fake before I settle down
C#m B A
On the last burning block of the last burning town
C#m B A
Where the devil and behemoth have been hanging around
C#m B A
And I don't miss that old crowd
C#m B A
I do not miss that old crowd
C#m B A E
So goddamned lazy and loud
[Chorus]
E B A
Cause the last sound that I'll ever know is my heart exploding
B E B
"Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-no"
A B
Soon I'll be nothing but these bones
E B
I'll be nothing but these bones
E A
I'll be nothing but these bones
B C#m
I don't need this bullshit where I'm going
A B C#m
And I don't think I'm ever going home
A B E D# C#m B A B E
And I'm the one who's walking out alone
E E B E
So bitch, quit your fucking crying
E
What's a pretty little thing like you
B A
Doin' in this dingy old back room?
E
I got some candy
A piece for every bruise
B A
Grab it if it's handy, any cock'll do
E
Now dance to the beat of the slow, slow turn
B A
Of the world as it weeps in this slow, slow burn
E
And the shoes on your feet ain't set to return
B A
I'm the one who's walking out alone
B A
You won't need no sandals where you're going
A B C#m
Cause baby, you ain't ever goin' home
[Chorus]
E B
And the last sounds that you'll ever know
A B E B
Are the vultures crying "Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-no"
A B
Soon they'll be picking at your bones
E B
They'll be picking at your bones
E A
They'll be picking at your bones
B E
Whoa-whoa-whoa
[Verse 2]
E
I caught you in the bathroom in a real wide stance
B A
I caught you down by the lagoon with my hands down your pants
E
On an old dirty mattress with stains and yellow scarves
B A
I start out watching but I get so hard
B A
And you won't need this mattress where you're going
B A
And I'm the one who's walking out alone
A B C#m
And buddy, you ain't ever going home
[Chorus]
E B
Cause the last sound that you'll ever know
A B E B
Is my bonesaw grinding "Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-no"
A B
Soon we'll be chipping at your bones
E B
We'll be chipping at your bones
E A
We'll be chipping at your bones
B
Whoa-whoa-whoa
[Interlude]
E C#m A B
[Bridge]
C#m A B E
Every single plan I make has been informed by these sour grapes
C#m A E B
I've got one last death to fake before I settle down
C#m B A
On the last burning block of the last burning town
C#m B A
Where the devil and behemoth have been hanging around
C#m B A
And I don't miss that old crowd
C#m B A
I do not miss that old crowd
C#m B A E
So goddamned lazy and loud
[Chorus]
E B A
Cause the last sound that I'll ever know is my heart exploding
B E B
"Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-no"
A B
Soon I'll be nothing but these bones
E B
I'll be nothing but these bones
E A
I'll be nothing but these bones
B C#m
I don't need this bullshit where I'm going
A B C#m
And I don't think I'm ever going home
A B E D# C#m B A B E
And I'm the one who's walking out alone
E E B E
So bitch, quit your fucking crying
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