Biography:
I Set The Sea On Fire is a British alternative rock band from Sheffield, UK. The band are well-known for their single "Tastes Like Funk", which got airplay on BBC Radio 1 and BBC Radio 2. Combining traditional indie with elements of funk, grunge and hip Hop, I Set The Sea On Fire are making a name for themselves as the next massive sound out of Sheffield. With four-part harmonies, a trumpet, trombone and flute alongside the traditional indie band
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[Intro]
E A B x4
[Verse]
E E
I'm gonna sing my blues, to the rattle of a sidewinder
E E
Sing it to insomniac kids, and set their heads on fire
E E
So turn that gain way higher, it'll help you find your blue skies sunny eyes
E E
And while the whole street sleeps, you and I
[Chorus]
E A B
Get blazed, get blazed and we raise a glass for the end of days
E
I could have been anything I could have been a saint
A B
But in the end, we all die just the same
E
And when I'm dead I'm dead and I'm done
A B
All I wanna say is that it was fun
E
Cause I 'ain't no hippie and I ain't no punk
A B
But I love that tastes cause it tastes like funk
E A B x2
[Verse]
E E
Let there be peace on Mother Earth, and God will save the Queen
E E
And then we'll move it to the promised land, in the back of a blacked out limousine
E E
Do it for your gray lunged martyrs, and do it for your twisted spine Fathers
E E
Do it for your ha-ha heroics, of the unsung poet
[Chorus]
E A B
Get blazed, get blazed and we raise a glass for the end of days
E
I could have been anything I could have been a saint
A B
But in the end, we all die just the same
E
And when I'm dead I'm dead and I'm done
A B
All I wanna say is that it was fun
E
Cause I 'ain't no hippie and I ain't no punk
A B
But I love that tastes cause it tastes like funk
E A B
Get blazed, get blazed and we raise a glass for the end of days
E
I could have been anything I could have been a saint
A B
But in the end, we all die just the same
E
And when I'm dead I'm dead and I'm done
A B
All I wanna say is that it was fun
E
Cause I 'ain't no hippie and I ain't no punk
A B
But I love that tastes cause it tastes like funk
E A B
Get blazed, get blazed and we raise a glass for the end of days
E
I could have been anything I could have been a saint
A B
But in the end, we all die just the same
E
And when I'm dead I'm dead and I'm done
A B
All I wanna say is that it was fun
E
Cause I 'ain't no hippie and I ain't no punk
A B
But I love that tastes cause it tastes like funk
E A B x4
[Verse]
E E
I'm gonna sing my blues, to the rattle of a sidewinder
E E
Sing it to insomniac kids, and set their heads on fire
E E
So turn that gain way higher, it'll help you find your blue skies sunny eyes
E E
And while the whole street sleeps, you and I
[Chorus]
E A B
Get blazed, get blazed and we raise a glass for the end of days
E
I could have been anything I could have been a saint
A B
But in the end, we all die just the same
E
And when I'm dead I'm dead and I'm done
A B
All I wanna say is that it was fun
E
Cause I 'ain't no hippie and I ain't no punk
A B
But I love that tastes cause it tastes like funk
E A B x2
[Verse]
E E
Let there be peace on Mother Earth, and God will save the Queen
E E
And then we'll move it to the promised land, in the back of a blacked out limousine
E E
Do it for your gray lunged martyrs, and do it for your twisted spine Fathers
E E
Do it for your ha-ha heroics, of the unsung poet
[Chorus]
E A B
Get blazed, get blazed and we raise a glass for the end of days
E
I could have been anything I could have been a saint
A B
But in the end, we all die just the same
E
And when I'm dead I'm dead and I'm done
A B
All I wanna say is that it was fun
E
Cause I 'ain't no hippie and I ain't no punk
A B
But I love that tastes cause it tastes like funk
E A B
Get blazed, get blazed and we raise a glass for the end of days
E
I could have been anything I could have been a saint
A B
But in the end, we all die just the same
E
And when I'm dead I'm dead and I'm done
A B
All I wanna say is that it was fun
E
Cause I 'ain't no hippie and I ain't no punk
A B
But I love that tastes cause it tastes like funk
E A B
Get blazed, get blazed and we raise a glass for the end of days
E
I could have been anything I could have been a saint
A B
But in the end, we all die just the same
E
And when I'm dead I'm dead and I'm done
A B
All I wanna say is that it was fun
E
Cause I 'ain't no hippie and I ain't no punk
A B
But I love that tastes cause it tastes like funk
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