Biography:
Patent Pending is a pop punk band from Mt. Sinai, New York. The band has been together since 2001 and has played hundreds of shows all across the United States, including a few Vans Warped Tours and a few Bamboozle Festivals. They have played with many bands, including Taking Back Sunday, Gym Class Heroes, Motion City Soundtrack, Cobra Starship, Catch 22, MC Lars, Suburban Legends, The Mighty Mighty Bosstones, Family Force 5 and Bowling for Soup.
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Other songs:
- Old And Out Of Tune
- Spin Me Around (bonus Track)
- Another Day
- Anti
- Brighter
- Cut Copy Paste
- Dance Till We Die
- Douchebag
- Enema Of The State
- Falling Out Of Love
- Hey Mario
- I Already Know She Dont Give A Shit About Me
- Im Not Alone
- Its All Good Today
- L
- Last Time That I Saw You
- Let Go
- Levittown Is For Lovers
- Little Diamonds
- Little Miss Impossible
- Love Is Anarchy
- Memory
- Nsfw
- One Less Heart To Break
- Rainbow Road
- Riot Hearts Rebellion
- Safety Of Sleeping In
- Second Family
- Set The Sun On Fire
- Shut It Down
- Six Feet
- Spin Me Around
- Started In My Head
- The Way You Make Me Shake
- The Whiskey The Liar The Thief
- Until The Sun Comes Up
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!
Patent Pending - Six Feet
Standard Tuning - No Capo
Am C Dm Em F G
e|-0---0---1---0---1---3-|
B|-1---1---3---0---1---3-|
G|-2---0---2---0---2---0-|
D|-2---2---0---2---3---0-|
A|-0---3---x---2---3---2-|
E|-x---0---x---0---1---3-|
Intro:
Am
Am
Left, right, left, right, left, right
Am
Gotta hit the ground before the moon comes down,
Em F
Get your beak into the dirt,
Am
'Cause the birds out there still waking up,
Em F
Are the last to get their worm,
Am
And even when the table's full
Em F Am
Only the foolish slow down
N.C.
I been around long enough to know there ain't enough to go 'round
Am
Been working to the bone
F C
Been burning both ends
Am
Trying to make them meet
F C
Before we're hungry again
Am
So it's left, right, left
F C
Down the trail of the dead,
Am F C
And only six feet between me and catching my breath
Am G Am
And only six feet between me and getting some rest
Am
Left, right, left, right, left, right, all right
Am
Gotta grind to the slow times
Em F
'Cause thinking about the clock won't make the time fly
Am
When you're counting down the minutes adding up the hours given
Em F
Remember the fact that Friday isn't over just 'cause you think you finished up
Am
When you hear that whistle blow,
Em F Am
Only the weakest go home like that
N.C.
Pain don't put food on that plate
Am
Been working to the bone
F C
Been burning both ends
Am
Trying to make them meet
F C
Before we're hungry again
Am
So it's left, right, left
F C
Down the trail of the dead,
Am F C
And only six feet between me and catching my breath
Am
Been working to the bone
F C
Been burning both ends
Am
Trying to make them meet
F C
Before we're hungry again
Am
So it's left, right, left
F C
Down the trail of the dead,
Am F C
And only six feet between me and catching my breath
Am G Am
And only six feet between me and getting some rest
Am
Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
G Dm
'Cause every man gunning for the first to fall
Am
Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
G Dm
It's left, right, left 'til the day you die
Am
Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
G Dm
'Cause every man gunning for the first to fall
Am
Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
G Dm
It's left, right, left 'til the day you diee
Am
Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
G Dm
'Cause every man gunning for the first to fall
Am
Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
G Dm
It's left, right, left 'til the day you die
Am
Been working to the bone
F C
Been burning both ends
Am
Trying to make them meet
F C
Before we're hungry again
Am
So it's left, right, left
F C
Down the trail of the dead,
Am N.C.
Sometimes those six feet look tempting, I gotta confess.
Am
Been working to the bone
F C
Been burning both ends
Am
Trying to make them meet
F C
Before we're hungry again
Am
So it's left, right, left
F C
Down the trail of the dead,
Am F C
And only six feet between me and catching my breath
Am G Am
And only six feet between me and getting some rest
Enjoy!
-Sace
Standard Tuning - No Capo
Am C Dm Em F G
e|-0---0---1---0---1---3-|
B|-1---1---3---0---1---3-|
G|-2---0---2---0---2---0-|
D|-2---2---0---2---3---0-|
A|-0---3---x---2---3---2-|
E|-x---0---x---0---1---3-|
Intro:
Am
Am
Left, right, left, right, left, right
Am
Gotta hit the ground before the moon comes down,
Em F
Get your beak into the dirt,
Am
'Cause the birds out there still waking up,
Em F
Are the last to get their worm,
Am
And even when the table's full
Em F Am
Only the foolish slow down
N.C.
I been around long enough to know there ain't enough to go 'round
Am
Been working to the bone
F C
Been burning both ends
Am
Trying to make them meet
F C
Before we're hungry again
Am
So it's left, right, left
F C
Down the trail of the dead,
Am F C
And only six feet between me and catching my breath
Am G Am
And only six feet between me and getting some rest
Am
Left, right, left, right, left, right, all right
Am
Gotta grind to the slow times
Em F
'Cause thinking about the clock won't make the time fly
Am
When you're counting down the minutes adding up the hours given
Em F
Remember the fact that Friday isn't over just 'cause you think you finished up
Am
When you hear that whistle blow,
Em F Am
Only the weakest go home like that
N.C.
Pain don't put food on that plate
Am
Been working to the bone
F C
Been burning both ends
Am
Trying to make them meet
F C
Before we're hungry again
Am
So it's left, right, left
F C
Down the trail of the dead,
Am F C
And only six feet between me and catching my breath
Am
Been working to the bone
F C
Been burning both ends
Am
Trying to make them meet
F C
Before we're hungry again
Am
So it's left, right, left
F C
Down the trail of the dead,
Am F C
And only six feet between me and catching my breath
Am G Am
And only six feet between me and getting some rest
Am
Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
G Dm
'Cause every man gunning for the first to fall
Am
Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
G Dm
It's left, right, left 'til the day you die
Am
Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
G Dm
'Cause every man gunning for the first to fall
Am
Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
G Dm
It's left, right, left 'til the day you diee
Am
Ain't nobody coming when you make the call
G Dm
'Cause every man gunning for the first to fall
Am
Fill that bucket 'til the well runs dry
G Dm
It's left, right, left 'til the day you die
Am
Been working to the bone
F C
Been burning both ends
Am
Trying to make them meet
F C
Before we're hungry again
Am
So it's left, right, left
F C
Down the trail of the dead,
Am N.C.
Sometimes those six feet look tempting, I gotta confess.
Am
Been working to the bone
F C
Been burning both ends
Am
Trying to make them meet
F C
Before we're hungry again
Am
So it's left, right, left
F C
Down the trail of the dead,
Am F C
And only six feet between me and catching my breath
Am G Am
And only six feet between me and getting some rest
Enjoy!
-Sace
Patrick Doyle
Patrick Gilmore
Patrick Heeney
Patrick Mchale
Patrick Park
Patty Griffin
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Patty Smyth
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