Biografía:
Ghost Mice es un grupo de folk punk formado en Bloomington, Indiana. Chris Johnston (guitarra de Operation: Cliff Clavin) y Hannah Jones (bajo de The Devil Is Electric) decidieron empezar un proyecto acústico. Chris Johnston toca la guitarra acústica y la armónica mientras que Hannah Jones el violín, ambos cantan. Las letras de las canciones de Ghost Mice mezclan temas personales y políticos. Se consideran anarquistas y creen en la ética DIY (do it yourself). Material disponible en Plan-It-X Records y No Idea Records.
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Otras canciones:
- Boy Meets Girl
- Cancer Or Car Wreak
- 1000000 An Hour
- A Song For Tomorrow
- Alas Babylon
- Albany
- All Punks Got
- All We Got Is Each Other
- Apocalypse Now
- Belgium
- Celtic Sea
- Cementville
- Cemeteries
- Chipped Tooth
- Critical Hit
- Devil And My Family
- Disconnected
- Endure
- England
- English Channel
- Europe
- Figure 8
- Firefighter
- Fix It Up
- France
- Fuck Shit Up
- Germany
- Greyhound
- Hang On Kids
- Holland
- House Of Chaos 333 S Henderson
- House Of The God Of War
- House Of The Undying
- House On Fire
- House On Wheels
- How It Sounds
- I Dare You To Live Forever
- Ill Be Happy
- Ireland
- Italy
- John And Jodie
- Keep It At Bay
- Laziness Is Next To Evilness
- Letter Home
- Lightning Bolt
- Monsters Get Slain
- New Moon Rising
- Oh Me Oh Me
- Oh Sister
- Please Quit Smoking Mom
- Sing Out
- Songs By Chris Clavin
- Spain
- Switzerland
- The Alchemist
- The Good Life
- The Moon Will Rise
- The Path
- The Wrong Train
- There Is A Light
- Tick Tock
- Up The Punks
- When Dreams Come True
- Witches And Warlocks
- Wrong Train
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Yes I copied from the Original Tab from mestrella because I just wanted to add all the
rest of the chords
to the rest of the verse so I can follow along easier. Basically the same, just added
chord placements.
Intro Chords: G, Em
Em G
We drove after the show
Em G
On dark and windy roads
Em G
The fog was so thick
C D
We couldn't see through it
Em G
We had to take it slow
Em G
But little did I know
Em G
That while I did my best to keep us alive
C D
You were dying out there on the west coast
C D
And the blue and red lights looked so bright in the fog
G C
With no seatbelts on and an expired license plate
Am D
That vermont state police man must have known what was to come
G C
She took it easy on us and she let us drive away
Am D G C
The road seemed to go on forever that night and the hour kept getting late
Am D
The cell phone towers that we drove past
G Gmaj7 C
Had a grim look on their face
Am D
Cuz they knew what they had to do
G C
But they didn't want to break the news
Am D G
It's an awful job that no one wants to do
Em G
Kept awake by crazy dogs
Em G
Too much baking powder used
Em G
I had seven missed calls
C D
So I knew that it was bad bad news
Em G
I went to the van
Em G
The taste of metal in my mouth
Em G
I played the message back again and again
C D
Just hoping that I heard it wrong somehow
C D
And the people on the streets, they stared at me
G C
As I stared off into space
Am D
Like a statue in the back seat, like a coffin in the grave
G C
I sat frozen in purple rain
Am D
And I waited for the phone call to come to tell me
G C
That this was one of your pranks
Am D
And I waited for weeks and weeks to let a
G Gmaj7 C
Tear roll down my face
Am D
And I knew what they had to do
G C
But I didn't want to break the news
Am D G
It's an awful job that no one wants to do
Em G
So this is where you went
Em G
When you left to try and kill the president
Em G
We tracked you down
C D
And we dragged you back into the van somehow
Em G
I threw you against a fence
Em G
I felt so bad for doing it
Em G
The next morning I just left
C D
I drove home alone feeling so fuckin sick
C D
And somewhere in Pennsylvania
G C
I saw a dozen Amish women on a bridge
Am D
They waved at me when I drove underneath
G C
I was worried about what it meant
Am D
This was years ago I know I know
G C
But now I'm back again
Am D
And the goddamn telephone's telling me
G Gmaj7 C
That I don't have a best friend
Am D
I don't what to go home
G C
Because it's home's not where I live
Am D G
So I played that message one more time again
rest of the chords
to the rest of the verse so I can follow along easier. Basically the same, just added
chord placements.
Intro Chords: G, Em
Em G
We drove after the show
Em G
On dark and windy roads
Em G
The fog was so thick
C D
We couldn't see through it
Em G
We had to take it slow
Em G
But little did I know
Em G
That while I did my best to keep us alive
C D
You were dying out there on the west coast
C D
And the blue and red lights looked so bright in the fog
G C
With no seatbelts on and an expired license plate
Am D
That vermont state police man must have known what was to come
G C
She took it easy on us and she let us drive away
Am D G C
The road seemed to go on forever that night and the hour kept getting late
Am D
The cell phone towers that we drove past
G Gmaj7 C
Had a grim look on their face
Am D
Cuz they knew what they had to do
G C
But they didn't want to break the news
Am D G
It's an awful job that no one wants to do
Em G
Kept awake by crazy dogs
Em G
Too much baking powder used
Em G
I had seven missed calls
C D
So I knew that it was bad bad news
Em G
I went to the van
Em G
The taste of metal in my mouth
Em G
I played the message back again and again
C D
Just hoping that I heard it wrong somehow
C D
And the people on the streets, they stared at me
G C
As I stared off into space
Am D
Like a statue in the back seat, like a coffin in the grave
G C
I sat frozen in purple rain
Am D
And I waited for the phone call to come to tell me
G C
That this was one of your pranks
Am D
And I waited for weeks and weeks to let a
G Gmaj7 C
Tear roll down my face
Am D
And I knew what they had to do
G C
But I didn't want to break the news
Am D G
It's an awful job that no one wants to do
Em G
So this is where you went
Em G
When you left to try and kill the president
Em G
We tracked you down
C D
And we dragged you back into the van somehow
Em G
I threw you against a fence
Em G
I felt so bad for doing it
Em G
The next morning I just left
C D
I drove home alone feeling so fuckin sick
C D
And somewhere in Pennsylvania
G C
I saw a dozen Amish women on a bridge
Am D
They waved at me when I drove underneath
G C
I was worried about what it meant
Am D
This was years ago I know I know
G C
But now I'm back again
Am D
And the goddamn telephone's telling me
G Gmaj7 C
That I don't have a best friend
Am D
I don't what to go home
G C
Because it's home's not where I live
Am D G
So I played that message one more time again
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