Biography:
Chapel Club were a London, UK post-punk / shoegaze quintet: Lewis Bowman (vocals), Michael Hibbert (guitar & keyboards), Alex Parry (guitar), Liam Arklie (bass guitar) & Rich Mitchell (drums). Formed in the church of St Luke Old Street's shadow (summer 2006), where - twice or thrice weekly - after nearby rehearsals, the five gathered to drink & discuss the band's name.
“Like everything else with us,” says Michael, “the name was unplanned and ill-defined in the beginning.
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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!
[Intro]
C 8x
[Verse]
C
Strange the god of your name is Piscean too
C
Shells and silvery scales and torrents of blue
C
One more pilot fish come to swim with the shark
C
Dreams of bloodiest extremes picks me from their mouth
[Chorus]
Am
Stars shining bright above you
C
Night breezes seem to whisper, "I love you"
Am
Bodies swinging in the sycamore tree
C
Dream a little dream of me
[Verse]
C
Cold your blood is your soul but blood is the lie
C
Sold the hand that you hold before you arrive
C
You're perfect, you're worth it, your friends said I guess that it's true
C
You mean it, I've seen it, the poets got nothing on you
[Chorus]
Am
Stars shining bright above you
C
Night breezes seem to whisper, "I love you"
Am
Bodies swinging in the sycamore tree
C
Dream a little dream of me
[Solo]
C 16x
[Chorus]
F
Stars shining bright above you
C
Night breezes seem to whisper, "I love you"
F
Bodies swinging in the sycamore tree
C
Dream a little dream of me
F
Dream a little dream
F
Dream a little dream
C
Dream a little dream of me
F
Dream a little dream
F
Dream a little dream
C
Dream a little dream of me
F C
C 8x
[Verse]
C
Strange the god of your name is Piscean too
C
Shells and silvery scales and torrents of blue
C
One more pilot fish come to swim with the shark
C
Dreams of bloodiest extremes picks me from their mouth
[Chorus]
Am
Stars shining bright above you
C
Night breezes seem to whisper, "I love you"
Am
Bodies swinging in the sycamore tree
C
Dream a little dream of me
[Verse]
C
Cold your blood is your soul but blood is the lie
C
Sold the hand that you hold before you arrive
C
You're perfect, you're worth it, your friends said I guess that it's true
C
You mean it, I've seen it, the poets got nothing on you
[Chorus]
Am
Stars shining bright above you
C
Night breezes seem to whisper, "I love you"
Am
Bodies swinging in the sycamore tree
C
Dream a little dream of me
[Solo]
C 16x
[Chorus]
F
Stars shining bright above you
C
Night breezes seem to whisper, "I love you"
F
Bodies swinging in the sycamore tree
C
Dream a little dream of me
F
Dream a little dream
F
Dream a little dream
C
Dream a little dream of me
F
Dream a little dream
F
Dream a little dream
C
Dream a little dream of me
F C
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