Biografía:
Una de las mejores bandas del "sleazy metal" de Hollywood. En 1987 publican su primer álbum "Faster Pussycat", dos años más tarde publican "Wake me when it's over" y consiguen entrar en el top 40 single con "House of pain".
Miembros
Taime Downe - voz (1986-1993, 2001-2006, 2007-hoy)
Xristian Simon - guitarra (2006, 2007-hoy)
Michael Thomas - guitarra (2006, 2007-hoy)
Danny Nordahl - bajo (2006, 2007-hoy)
Chad Stewart - batería (2006, 2007-hoy)
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Otras canciones:
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--House of Pain--
--Faster Pussycat--
C
It's a little past supper time
F
I'm still out on the porch step
Am G F
Sittin' on my behind, waiting for you.
C
Wondering if everything was all right?
F
Momma said, "Come in boy don't waste your time."
Am G F
I said, "I got time. Well he'll be here soon."
G Am F
I was five years old and talkin to myself
Am G
Where were you? Where'd ya go?
F
Daddy can't you tell?
Chorus:
C
I'm not tryin' to fake it,
F
and I ain't the one to blame.
Am
No, there's no one home
G F
In my house of pain.
C
I didn't write these pages and
F
my scripts been re-arranged.
Am
No, there's no one home
G F
in my house of pain.
C
Wasn't I worth the time?
F
A boy needs a daddy like a dance to mime
Am G F
And all the time I looked up to you.
C
I paced my room a million times.
F
And all I ever got was one big line
Am G F
The same old lie. How could you?
G Am F
Well I was eighteen and still talkin' to myself.
Am G
Where were you? Where'd you go?
F
Daddy can't ya tell?
(Repeat chorus 2X)
--Faster Pussycat--
C
It's a little past supper time
F
I'm still out on the porch step
Am G F
Sittin' on my behind, waiting for you.
C
Wondering if everything was all right?
F
Momma said, "Come in boy don't waste your time."
Am G F
I said, "I got time. Well he'll be here soon."
G Am F
I was five years old and talkin to myself
Am G
Where were you? Where'd ya go?
F
Daddy can't you tell?
Chorus:
C
I'm not tryin' to fake it,
F
and I ain't the one to blame.
Am
No, there's no one home
G F
In my house of pain.
C
I didn't write these pages and
F
my scripts been re-arranged.
Am
No, there's no one home
G F
in my house of pain.
C
Wasn't I worth the time?
F
A boy needs a daddy like a dance to mime
Am G F
And all the time I looked up to you.
C
I paced my room a million times.
F
And all I ever got was one big line
Am G F
The same old lie. How could you?
G Am F
Well I was eighteen and still talkin' to myself.
Am G
Where were you? Where'd you go?
F
Daddy can't ya tell?
(Repeat chorus 2X)
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