Biografía:
GOOD RIDDANCE proviene de Santa Cruz, California, y es el símbolo del hardcore duro. Formado en 1986, estos punks californianos del norte siempre se han concentrado en una concepción única del punk-rock. El cuarteto siempre ha mantenido su estilo propio de música agresiva y animada mezclada a una fórmula melódica y a unos textos politico-sociales muy inteligentes. Su sólido repertorio, sólo puede ser apreciado a su justo valor durante sus enérgicos conciertos.
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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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Running short on imagination
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Still we waste it all on words
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Spoken without the benefit of our minds
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The candle burns the edges fray
B A E
Our best intentions waste away
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And everybody loves the things we've done
And on and on and on
G A
Life appears weightless
B A G
For everyone but me
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This world grows heavier everyday
G A
Deterioration
B A G
Growing old before my time
F# G A B
Nobody cares never mind
B A E
We all prey on our vain condition
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And the hopelessness of it all
B A E B
These days there's nothing we can trust
B A E
The dreams we made we've seen them fade
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Trampled by out sad parade
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Yet we're so pleased with what we've done
And on and on and I'm done
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Life appears weightless
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For everyone but me
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This world grows heavier everyday
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Deterioration
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Growing old before my time
F#
Nobody cares
G A B
The mind breaks down when it dies
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Our machines doubled in size
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To orchestrate the grand collapse
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I see us all trapped in its path
A B
There was a time we were unbound
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As if we'd never hit the ground
A B
But just like rain we can't keep from falling
B A E
Running short on imagination
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Still we waste it all on words
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Spoken without the benefit of our minds
B A E
The candle burns the edges fray
B A E
Our best intentions waste away
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And everybody loves the things we've done
And on and on and on
G A
Life appears weightless
B A G
For everyone but me
A B B A B A
This world grows heavier everyday
G A
Deterioration
B A G
Growing old before my time
F# G A B
Nobody cares never mind
B A E
We all prey on our vain condition
B A E
And the hopelessness of it all
B A E B
These days there's nothing we can trust
B A E
The dreams we made we've seen them fade
B A E
Trampled by out sad parade
B A E B
Yet we're so pleased with what we've done
And on and on and I'm done
G A
Life appears weightless
B A G
For everyone but me
A B B A B A
This world grows heavier everyday
G A
Deterioration
B A G
Growing old before my time
F#
Nobody cares
G A B
The mind breaks down when it dies
G
Our machines doubled in size
A B
To orchestrate the grand collapse
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I see us all trapped in its path
A B
There was a time we were unbound
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As if we'd never hit the ground
A B
But just like rain we can't keep from falling
Goodbye June
Goodbye Mr. Mack (...)
Goodbye Pants
Goodbye Tomorrow
Goodnight Fellow (...)