Biography:
creaky boards is a nyc based antifolk collective, centered around the songwriting of andrew hoepfner.
creaky boards plays lots of different sorts of shows, and has all sorts of recordings. i would hope to describe the consistent creaky boards thread as melodic, joyous, collaborative, old timey, humble, honest, emotional, 60s pop, bouncy, harmonious, adventurous, punkish, theatrical, vaudevillian.
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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!
[Verse]
Bm E
When you have gone to bed
A F#m
And I am alone inside my head
Bm E
I turn on the stereo
A
The one only I can know
[Bridge]
A
And I hear the songs
Bm
That I didn't write
E
I hear what they sounded like
F#m
All over town
G
All over town
E
All over town
[Verse]
Bm E
It would have made me cry
A F#m
What would have fallen from your eye
Bm E
Would have destroyed our love
E
and I would say...
[Bridge]
A
Oh my God, oh my God, what was I thinking of?
[Chorus]
Bm E
Every night it plays, a little louder
A F#m
Telling me to sing, a little louder
Bm C#
Telling me I can't escape
F# F#7
Escape the way I am, a little louder
Bm E
Every night I open up my folder
A F#m
To recollect the words
[Bridge]
A
I heard in the songs
Bm
That I didn't write
E
I heard what they sounded like
F#m
All over town
G
All over town
E
All over town
[Verse]
Bm E
But when you heard the notes
A F#m
That would have vaulted from my throat
Bm C#
There was a meaning past the awfulness
F#m Ebdim
There's something pure and true
E
That would have been great!
[Solo]
A D E A
A D E
[Verse]
E Bm
It would have made me cry
A F#m
What would have fallen from my eye
Bm E
Merely had poisoned me
E
And I would say
[Bridge]
A
Oh my god, oh my god, I had to get it out
[Chorus]
Bm E
Every night it plays, a little louder
A F#m
Telling me to sing, a little louder
Bm C#
Telling me I can't escape
F# F#7
Escape the way I am, a little louder
Bm E
Every night my pen is getting drier
A F#m
Writing down those words
[Bridge]
F#m A
I sing in the songs
Bm
That I didn't write
E
I sing what they sounded like
F#m
All over town
G
All over town
E
All over town
[Verse]
Bm E
But when you heard the poem
A F#m
That would have shook around our home
Bm C#
There was a chance it could've broken down
F# Ebdim
The walls around our path
E
That would have been great
[Outro]
E
I hear the songs and what they sounded like
E
I hear the songs and what they sounded like
E
I hear the songs and what they sounded like
E
I hear the songs
Bm E
When you have gone to bed
A F#m
And I am alone inside my head
Bm E
I turn on the stereo
A
The one only I can know
[Bridge]
A
And I hear the songs
Bm
That I didn't write
E
I hear what they sounded like
F#m
All over town
G
All over town
E
All over town
[Verse]
Bm E
It would have made me cry
A F#m
What would have fallen from your eye
Bm E
Would have destroyed our love
E
and I would say...
[Bridge]
A
Oh my God, oh my God, what was I thinking of?
[Chorus]
Bm E
Every night it plays, a little louder
A F#m
Telling me to sing, a little louder
Bm C#
Telling me I can't escape
F# F#7
Escape the way I am, a little louder
Bm E
Every night I open up my folder
A F#m
To recollect the words
[Bridge]
A
I heard in the songs
Bm
That I didn't write
E
I heard what they sounded like
F#m
All over town
G
All over town
E
All over town
[Verse]
Bm E
But when you heard the notes
A F#m
That would have vaulted from my throat
Bm C#
There was a meaning past the awfulness
F#m Ebdim
There's something pure and true
E
That would have been great!
[Solo]
A D E A
A D E
[Verse]
E Bm
It would have made me cry
A F#m
What would have fallen from my eye
Bm E
Merely had poisoned me
E
And I would say
[Bridge]
A
Oh my god, oh my god, I had to get it out
[Chorus]
Bm E
Every night it plays, a little louder
A F#m
Telling me to sing, a little louder
Bm C#
Telling me I can't escape
F# F#7
Escape the way I am, a little louder
Bm E
Every night my pen is getting drier
A F#m
Writing down those words
[Bridge]
F#m A
I sing in the songs
Bm
That I didn't write
E
I sing what they sounded like
F#m
All over town
G
All over town
E
All over town
[Verse]
Bm E
But when you heard the poem
A F#m
That would have shook around our home
Bm C#
There was a chance it could've broken down
F# Ebdim
The walls around our path
E
That would have been great
[Outro]
E
I hear the songs and what they sounded like
E
I hear the songs and what they sounded like
E
I hear the songs and what they sounded like
E
I hear the songs
Creed Fisher & T (...)
Creek Bend
Creep
CREEP PARTY
Creeper Lagoon
Criminalistag
Crimpshrine
Crimson Glory
Crippled Black P (...)
Cris