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!
The Wrong Train
Verse
Dm, C Bb F
Chorus
Bb F
(Last time)
Bb F C
(that wasn't what was wrong)
Bb F C Dm
End on
Dm
You howled like a wolf
You howled like a child
You howled like a ghost from the grave
I came to your closet door,
you were in there on the floor
I said "open up" and you said “go away!"
And you howled, and you howled
You howled all night long
I pretended not to hear you
I didn't know what was wrong!
When the next day came, well,
you were on your way
You didn't take much,
just a couple of things
And you didn't leave a note,
but I knew you had to go
You had to go and try to find anything.
I just wished and I’d hoped you'd be OK
I just wished and I’d hoped you'd be OK
And I knew that you would be back here again one day.
I got a call from the hospital
They said you broke your arm hopping off a train
You hadn't made it very far before you ran into bad luck
So I borrowed a car, I came and picked you up
I brought you home, I brought you home
I brought you home, I brought you home
With bruises on your face, that cast on your arm,
and a cut across your nose.
You said "let me explain, I was on the wrong train
It was heading the wrong way so I jumped off"
And I said "that's insane,
you could have died out there that day
Why wouldn't you just wait until it stopped?"
And you howled, and you howled
Out in that cold field where you lay.
You said "what could I do,
I was on the wrong train"
So you made it to your feet,
You walked along those barren trees
You followed power lines until you found the road.
And the first car that came by,
they saw you and they stopped
It was a rabbit hunter and his friend the cop.
And they dropped you off outside the hospital
They gave you pills for the pain,
they put that cast on your arm
But the howling never stops!
Because that wasn't what was wrong,
No that wasn't what was wrong,
No that wasn't what was wrong with you at all.
Verse
Dm, C Bb F
Chorus
Bb F
(Last time)
Bb F C
(that wasn't what was wrong)
Bb F C Dm
End on
Dm
You howled like a wolf
You howled like a child
You howled like a ghost from the grave
I came to your closet door,
you were in there on the floor
I said "open up" and you said “go away!"
And you howled, and you howled
You howled all night long
I pretended not to hear you
I didn't know what was wrong!
When the next day came, well,
you were on your way
You didn't take much,
just a couple of things
And you didn't leave a note,
but I knew you had to go
You had to go and try to find anything.
I just wished and I’d hoped you'd be OK
I just wished and I’d hoped you'd be OK
And I knew that you would be back here again one day.
I got a call from the hospital
They said you broke your arm hopping off a train
You hadn't made it very far before you ran into bad luck
So I borrowed a car, I came and picked you up
I brought you home, I brought you home
I brought you home, I brought you home
With bruises on your face, that cast on your arm,
and a cut across your nose.
You said "let me explain, I was on the wrong train
It was heading the wrong way so I jumped off"
And I said "that's insane,
you could have died out there that day
Why wouldn't you just wait until it stopped?"
And you howled, and you howled
Out in that cold field where you lay.
You said "what could I do,
I was on the wrong train"
So you made it to your feet,
You walked along those barren trees
You followed power lines until you found the road.
And the first car that came by,
they saw you and they stopped
It was a rabbit hunter and his friend the cop.
And they dropped you off outside the hospital
They gave you pills for the pain,
they put that cast on your arm
But the howling never stops!
Because that wasn't what was wrong,
No that wasn't what was wrong,
No that wasn't what was wrong with you at all.
Giancane
Gianluca
Gianluca Bezzina
Gianluca Grignan (...)
Gianmarco