Biography:
Benjamin Scott Folds (born September 12, 1966, in Winston-Salem, North Carolina) is an American singer-songwriter. He is widely known for his prowess as a pianist. Ben Folds' musical career started to get off the ground in the late '80s, as bassist for band Majosha, after playing bass and piano at Pinehurst, in a group known as the "Caroliners" with cohort Millard Powers in 1985-1987; he also played drums as a session musician in Nashville. As well as appearing in Pots & Pans - now known as the Snuzz demo
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Other songs:
- Bitches Ain't Shit
- Bitches Aint Shit
- Family Of Me
- Fred Jones, Part 2
- Gone
- Heist
- Rockin' The Suburbs (over The Hedge)
- Rocking The Suburbs
- Still Fighting It
- The Luckiest
- You Don't Know Me Ft. Regina Spektor
- Cologne
- Kylie From Connecticut
- A Working Day
- All U Can Eat
- All You Can Eat
- Annie Waits
- Bastard
- Before Cologne
- Belinda
- Best Imitation Of Myself
- Bitch Went Nutz
- Bitch Went Nutz Fake
- Breaking Up At A Food Court
- Bruised
- Capable Of Anything
- Carrying Cathy
- Claires Ninth
- Dont Change Your Plans
- Dr Yang
- Dr Yang Lovesick Diagnostician Fake
- Effington
- Emaline
- Errant Dog
- Fired
- Fred Jones Part 2
- Free Coffee Town Fake
- From Above
- Give Judy My Notice
- Gracie
- Hiros Song
- Hiroshima
- Im Not A Fan
- Im Not The Man
- In Between Days
- Jane Live
- Jesusland
- Kalamazoo
- Landed
- Late
- Levi Johnstons Blues
- Lonely Christmas Eve
- Long Way To Go
- Losing Lisa
- Magic
- Mister Peepers
- Not The Same
- Phone In A Pool
- Picture Window
- Practical Amanda
- Red Is Blue
- Rock This Bitch
- Rockin The Suburbs
- Rocky
- Sentimental Guy
- Side Of The Road
- Smoke
- So There
- Songs Of Love
- Still
- The Bitch Went Nuts
- The Frown Song
- The Frown Song Fake
- Them Thats Got
- Theres Always Someone Cooler Than You
- Time
- Trusted
- Wandering
- Yes Man
- You Dont Know Me
- You To Thank
- Zak And Sara
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[Verses: |Eb----|Ab-------|Cm|Bb|]
Eb
The bitch went nuts
Ab
She stabbed my basketball
Cm Bb
And the speakers to my ste-re-o
She called me cunt
But nothing prepared me for
What I found when I came home
[Chorus: |Ab----|Cm--|Bb--|]
Ab
Oh and I
Make my own bed
Cm
I lie in it
Bb
You lie in yours (you lie, you lie in yours)
But they want more
They're at my door
With torches
Please leave me alone
You know just shut it just shut it just shut it
(verse progression)
The bitch went nuts
She photoshopped my face (shopped his face)
On to every boy who'd done her wrong
Then she burned them telepathically
Onto the brains of all her embittered drones
Oh now
Now they want more
They're at my door
With torches, scores and scores and scores
To settle with themselves
Who would have thought
I'd scorned them all
They've got a doll of me
They're burning, they're burning, they're burnin
Their own memories
Why don't they all go? (Go!)
The bitch went nuts y'all
But everyone said she might
Oh, holy fuckin' shit
Seriously now
Now they want more
they're at my door
with torches, scores and scores
You would have thought
I'd scorned them all
They've got a doll of me
They're burnin'
Why don't they all go? (Go!)
Eb
The bitch went nuts
Ab
She stabbed my basketball
Cm Bb
And the speakers to my ste-re-o
She called me cunt
But nothing prepared me for
What I found when I came home
[Chorus: |Ab----|Cm--|Bb--|]
Ab
Oh and I
Make my own bed
Cm
I lie in it
Bb
You lie in yours (you lie, you lie in yours)
But they want more
They're at my door
With torches
Please leave me alone
You know just shut it just shut it just shut it
(verse progression)
The bitch went nuts
She photoshopped my face (shopped his face)
On to every boy who'd done her wrong
Then she burned them telepathically
Onto the brains of all her embittered drones
Oh now
Now they want more
They're at my door
With torches, scores and scores and scores
To settle with themselves
Who would have thought
I'd scorned them all
They've got a doll of me
They're burning, they're burning, they're burnin
Their own memories
Why don't they all go? (Go!)
The bitch went nuts y'all
But everyone said she might
Oh, holy fuckin' shit
Seriously now
Now they want more
they're at my door
with torches, scores and scores
You would have thought
I'd scorned them all
They've got a doll of me
They're burnin'
Why don't they all go? (Go!)
Ben Howard
Ben Jelen
Ben Kweller
Ben L'oncle (...)
Ben Lee
Benee
Benito Di Paula
Benito Lertxundi
Benj Pasek
Benjamin Amadeo