Biografía:
Simon Wainwright – Vocals/Guitars/Piano & stuff
Rich Huxley – Guitars/Vocals/Piano & stuff
Ed Waring – Keyboards... mainly
Simon Fletcher - Bass, Vocals and stuff
James Hamilton - Brass, vocals and stuff
Gary Stewart - Drums, guitars, vocals and stuff
Hailing from Leeds and born in late 2007, Hope and Social are a band... and soooo much more. 2009 saw the release of their debut "Architect of this Church" to public and critical acclaim. They went on to play at Glastonbury and tour the UK three times that year.
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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!
Looking for Answers - Hope and Social (http://www.hopeandsocial.com/)
Capo 3
[Intro]:
Em A9 C x2
[Verse 1]:
Em
I'm longing for winter to make it cold,
A9 C
Snuggle in with the one that I've had and now hold.
Em
They're bunching me in with these tuneless fools,
A9 C
I've got an anger could kill the likes of those.
[Bridge 1]:
Am
Give it to me,
C
I know it's only the truth.
Am
It's this time of year,
C D
And I'm longing for proof.
[Verse 2]:
Em
These questions burn and they twitch and rage,
A9 C
In spaces made by the boredom of gaining age.
Em
And these thinking blues are a stinking crime,
A9 C
There's so much more to be done with such little time.
[Bridge 2]:
Am
Give it to me,
C
I know it's only the truth.
Am
It's this time of year,
C D
And I'm longing for proof.
[Chorus]:
Am C D
It could be all that I now need,
Am C D
A little bit of san----ity,
Am C
I'm not looking for answers,
D
I'm just looking to play the fool.
Am C
A little bit of addiction,
D Em
It never hurt me it won't hurt you.
Em
I'm trying to learn just to die with pride,
A9 C
Like the birds and the trees and the earth in time.
Em
But I've got this complex and it makes me fear,
A9 C
That I'll die knowing nothing and feeling less.
Am
Give it to me,
C
I know it's only the truth.
Am
It's this time of year,
C D
And I'm longing for proof.
Am C D
It could be all that I now need,
Am C D
A little bit of san----ity,
Am C
I'm not looking for answers,
D
I'm just looking to play the fool.
Am C
A little bit of addiction,
D Em
It never hurt me it won't hurt you.
Am C D
It could be all that I now need,
Am C D
A little bit of san----ity,
Am C
I'm not looking for answers,
D
I'm just looking to play the fool.
Am C
A little bit of addiction,
D Em
It never hurt me it won't hurt you.
Capo 3
[Intro]:
Em A9 C x2
[Verse 1]:
Em
I'm longing for winter to make it cold,
A9 C
Snuggle in with the one that I've had and now hold.
Em
They're bunching me in with these tuneless fools,
A9 C
I've got an anger could kill the likes of those.
[Bridge 1]:
Am
Give it to me,
C
I know it's only the truth.
Am
It's this time of year,
C D
And I'm longing for proof.
[Verse 2]:
Em
These questions burn and they twitch and rage,
A9 C
In spaces made by the boredom of gaining age.
Em
And these thinking blues are a stinking crime,
A9 C
There's so much more to be done with such little time.
[Bridge 2]:
Am
Give it to me,
C
I know it's only the truth.
Am
It's this time of year,
C D
And I'm longing for proof.
[Chorus]:
Am C D
It could be all that I now need,
Am C D
A little bit of san----ity,
Am C
I'm not looking for answers,
D
I'm just looking to play the fool.
Am C
A little bit of addiction,
D Em
It never hurt me it won't hurt you.
Em
I'm trying to learn just to die with pride,
A9 C
Like the birds and the trees and the earth in time.
Em
But I've got this complex and it makes me fear,
A9 C
That I'll die knowing nothing and feeling less.
Am
Give it to me,
C
I know it's only the truth.
Am
It's this time of year,
C D
And I'm longing for proof.
Am C D
It could be all that I now need,
Am C D
A little bit of san----ity,
Am C
I'm not looking for answers,
D
I'm just looking to play the fool.
Am C
A little bit of addiction,
D Em
It never hurt me it won't hurt you.
Am C D
It could be all that I now need,
Am C D
A little bit of san----ity,
Am C
I'm not looking for answers,
D
I'm just looking to play the fool.
Am C
A little bit of addiction,
D Em
It never hurt me it won't hurt you.
Hopeland
Hopes Die Last
Hopesfall
Hopium
Hopsin