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]
G D
It was neat, that gin mighty
G D
On the bottle of rye, and then I feared the raspberry seed
G D
How can this be? That I'd fear the ones who would hold me
G D
Then insight fires under those who'll never chase me
[Chorus]
G C
I will recognise
G D
One of these late nights
G C G D
All I've left behind
[Verse 2]
G D
It was neat, bit the hand that feeds
G C D
He slipped away, without thought of the bleed
G C D
How can this be? That I'd fear the ones who would hold me
Em Bm C
Then insight fires under those who'll never chase me
[Chorus]
G C
I will recognise
G D
One of these late nights
G C G D
All I've left behind
[Instrumental]
Em C D Bm C G F C
G D
It was neat, that gin mighty
G D
On the bottle of rye, and then I feared the raspberry seed
G D
How can this be? That I'd fear the ones who would hold me
G D
Then insight fires under those who'll never chase me
[Chorus]
G C
I will recognise
G D
One of these late nights
G C G D
All I've left behind
[Verse 2]
G D
It was neat, bit the hand that feeds
G C D
He slipped away, without thought of the bleed
G C D
How can this be? That I'd fear the ones who would hold me
Em Bm C
Then insight fires under those who'll never chase me
[Chorus]
G C
I will recognise
G D
One of these late nights
G C G D
All I've left behind
[Instrumental]
Em C D Bm C G F C
Pichi Pichi Pitc (...)
Picture House
Picture Me Broke (...)
Picture This
Pidzama Porno
Pigalle
Pigmy
Pignoise
Pikmin
Pilate