Biografía:
Glass Animals es el proyecto musical de indie rock experimental de cuatro amigos ingleses originales de Oxford que se conocieron a los trece años mientras estudiaban y que con influencias del pop, electrónica, Animal Collective, Flying Lotus, Burial y el trip-hop logran crear atmósferas ''salvajes'' de selvas oscuras y misteriosas junto con la voz sensible y callada de su vocalista. Ellos mismos describen su música como un ''suspiro de un unicornio con influencias del R&B y la electrónica psicodélica''.
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¡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!
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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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This old goat with beard of grey
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He turns his leather gripped cane
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Those times you clapped and called for, "Quiet."
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They’ve come to hold you, ain’t that nice?
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He packs a fat oom paul to
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Jib and make home-baked perfume
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Sips froth from soft, warm joe
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Snug eiderdown bedclothes
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You know, you know the way that I
[Chorus]
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Come on you hermit, you never fight back
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Why don’t you play with bows and arrows?
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Why don’t you dance like you’re sick in your mind?
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Why don’t you set your wings on fire?
[Verse 2]
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You slick back that wiry mane
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A neat tucked slice
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Deep trees sleep on the dank lawn
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And scratch the slate
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You finger down that waxen line
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Between your breasts
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A squeaky pain upon each breath
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The plumbers left
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You know the way that I feel
[Chorus]
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Come on you hermit, you never fight back
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Why don’t you play with bows and arrows?
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Why don’t you dance like you’re sick in your mind?
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Why don’t you set your wings on fire?
[Outro]
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Come on you hermit, Why don’t you play nice?
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Why don’t you toy with sex and violence?
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Why don’t you stare back into my huge eye?
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Why don’t you set my wings on fire?
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[Intro]
Bb Dm Gm Dm
[Verse 1]
Bb
This old goat with beard of grey
Dm
He turns his leather gripped cane
Gm Bb
Those times you clapped and called for, "Quiet."
Bb
They’ve come to hold you, ain’t that nice?
Bb
He packs a fat oom paul to
Dm
Jib and make home-baked perfume
Gm
Sips froth from soft, warm joe
Dm Bb Dm
Snug eiderdown bedclothes
Dm Gm Dm Bb Dm Gm Bb
You know, you know the way that I
[Chorus]
Bb
Come on you hermit, you never fight back
Dm
Why don’t you play with bows and arrows?
Gm
Why don’t you dance like you’re sick in your mind?
Dm
Why don’t you set your wings on fire?
[Verse 2]
Bb
You slick back that wiry mane
Dm
A neat tucked slice
Gm
Deep trees sleep on the dank lawn
Dm
And scratch the slate
Bb
You finger down that waxen line
Dm
Between your breasts
Gm
A squeaky pain upon each breath
Dm Bb Dm Gm Dm
The plumbers left
Dm Bb Dm Gm Dm
You know the way that I feel
[Chorus]
Bb
Come on you hermit, you never fight back
Dm
Why don’t you play with bows and arrows?
Gm
Why don’t you dance like you’re sick in your mind?
Dm
Why don’t you set your wings on fire?
[Outro]
Bb
Come on you hermit, Why don’t you play nice?
Dm
Why don’t you toy with sex and violence?
Gm
Why don’t you stare back into my huge eye?
Dm
Why don’t you set my wings on fire?
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