Biography:
Blackbird Raum formed out of the nucleus of a squatter community living in abandoned buildings and greenbelt treehouses in Santa Cruz, CA, in 2004. Finding themselves living without electricity, they began to learn to play folk instruments from each other and other members of the train hopping, squat culture. The band had played in anarcho-punk, indie, metal, and ska bands and then, learning traditional music from jams, contradances and festivals, made based somewhere right in the middle of punk, metal and folk.
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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!
intro
Gm F Bb Eb x2
Gm F
If I repeat myself I apologize but
Bb
I've been caught too many times I’m
Eb
Running out of places to hide
Gm
Some call me a traitor
F
I’m not here to save you
Bb
I think I’ll just stay here , if no-one’s home I’ll
Eb Gm
Crash behind the couch with weapons drawn
F
Taped up and over
Bb
Security cameras
Eb
Hand in the till like
Gm
Little rebellions
F
In darkness I’m crouching
Bb
On paths that I’ve scouted
Eb
“Sadie’s laughing”
Gm
My quarry approaches
F
“I’ll make a pact with you”
Bb
Leave us behind
Eb
Harry Roberts
Gm
Tommy Ryan
F
Brandish the moment
Bb
Hide in the open
Eb
Keeping on focus
Em Cm
And fight like its hopeless
Em Cm
Attempt to finish Christobel
Em Cm
Oh fragments!
Dm
Gm F Bb Eb x2
Gm
Meekly pleading for forgiveness and
F
Stacking wishes like dirty dishes
Bb
“What care we how white the minch is”
Eb
Faces bruised and hands in stitches
Gm F
I went and gave it all I had
Bb
But not enough to bite the hand
Eb
Still say i’m doing what I can
Gm
Out on my own
F
Some call it a breakdown
Bb
On the run from the ones
Eb
Running the show
Gm
Overly concerned
F
For the grouchy and bored
Bb
Cant ignore our scars
Eb
Monsters made not born
Bb Dm Gm Cm x2
Gm
Not to say the prayer
F
Not to cast the vote
Bb
Its not enough
Eb
To free my throat
Gm
Well the secret is GO
F
Get up and just go
Bb
Crawl out of your hole
Eb
We can still get through this smoke
Gm F Bb Eb x2
Gm F
If I repeat myself I apologize but
Bb
I've been caught too many times I’m
Eb
Running out of places to hide
Gm
Some call me a traitor
F
I’m not here to save you
Bb
I think I’ll just stay here , if no-one’s home I’ll
Eb Gm
Crash behind the couch with weapons drawn
F
Taped up and over
Bb
Security cameras
Eb
Hand in the till like
Gm
Little rebellions
F
In darkness I’m crouching
Bb
On paths that I’ve scouted
Eb
“Sadie’s laughing”
Gm
My quarry approaches
F
“I’ll make a pact with you”
Bb
Leave us behind
Eb
Harry Roberts
Gm
Tommy Ryan
F
Brandish the moment
Bb
Hide in the open
Eb
Keeping on focus
Em Cm
And fight like its hopeless
Em Cm
Attempt to finish Christobel
Em Cm
Oh fragments!
Dm
Gm F Bb Eb x2
Gm
Meekly pleading for forgiveness and
F
Stacking wishes like dirty dishes
Bb
“What care we how white the minch is”
Eb
Faces bruised and hands in stitches
Gm F
I went and gave it all I had
Bb
But not enough to bite the hand
Eb
Still say i’m doing what I can
Gm
Out on my own
F
Some call it a breakdown
Bb
On the run from the ones
Eb
Running the show
Gm
Overly concerned
F
For the grouchy and bored
Bb
Cant ignore our scars
Eb
Monsters made not born
Bb Dm Gm Cm x2
Gm
Not to say the prayer
F
Not to cast the vote
Bb
Its not enough
Eb
To free my throat
Gm
Well the secret is GO
F
Get up and just go
Bb
Crawl out of your hole
Eb
We can still get through this smoke
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Blahalouisiana
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Blair Mowat
Blé
Bleachers
Blessid Union Of (...)
Blessthefall
Blind Boy Fuller