Biografía:
Ludo é uma banda de rock alternativo de St. Louis, Missouri, EUA, formada em 2003.
Membros:
André Volpe - vocais, guitarra
Tim Ferrell - guitarra, vocais
Tim Convy - sintetizadores, teclado
Matt Palermo - bateria
Discografia:
Ludo (2004)
Broken Bride (2005)
You're Awful, I Love You (2008)
Prepare the Preparations (2010)
Read more on Last.fm
Otras canciones:
- All The Stars In Texas
- Anything For You
- Broken Bride
- Lake Pontchartrain
- Love Me Dead
- Morning In May
- Streetlights
- The Horror Of Our Love
- Topeka
- Whipped Cream
- Lake Pontchatrain
- Cyborgs Vs Robots
- Drunken Lament
- Girls On Trampolines
- Go
- Goodbye Bear
- Hello My Name Is Your Tv
- Hum Along
- Ill Never Be Lonely Again
- In Space
- Japan It
- Laundry Girl
- Love Me Dead Accoustic
- Manta Rays
- Ode To Kevin Arnold
- Overdone
- Part I Broken Bride
- Please
- Rotten Town
- Roxy
- Saras Song
- Saturday Night Thunderbolt
- Scream Scream Scream
- Skeletons On Parade
- Such As It Ends
- The Boat Song
- Too Tired To Wink
¡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!
Ludo
Too Tired to Wink
Prepare the Preparations
Intro: Em
Em
I gotta lot of people telling me I smell like the dead
Am B
Apparently they cannot see that I'm already walking 'round without a head
Em
I gotta problem with the object of the ongoing game
Am C
Set the self upon the shelf and drag your shell through the day
C G C
But look at all the stars, we've come so far
Am D
Even if we don't know where we are, it's gotta be somewhere great
B Em
Or am I just too tired to wink?
Em
I've seen a thousand towns without an ounce of hot irony
It leaves me begging for aesthetics
Am B Em
Please offend someone sweet in front of me
Em
I'm sloughing brains, I'm sloughing brain cells everyday
B C
Smearing the globe my lobe frontally frayed, hey 'eh!
C G C
Look at all the stars, we've come so far
Am D
Even if we don't know where we are, it's gotta be somewhere great
B G
Man, I don't even know what you're saying
C Am
But I can't wait for more of this to come my way
Am D
'Cos you take what you get and you try not to think
B Em
Or am I just too tired to wink?
Em-------------------> (throughout the whole bridge)
I store a cyclops for a week with hard-tack in the clink
If ever he would bat a lid I thought it was a wink
But the world is flush with monocular mush and dingbats to despise
You find they're not thinking, just narrowly blinking
But never quite cleaning their eyes
(chords in the chorus can be played over the solo)
G C Am
We've come so far, even if we don't know where we are
D
It's gotta be somewhere great
B G
Man, I don't even know what you're saying
C Am
But I can't wait for more of this to come my way
D
'Cos you take what you get and you try not to think
B Em
Or am I just too tired, or am I just too tired to wink?
Too Tired to Wink
Prepare the Preparations
Intro: Em
Em
I gotta lot of people telling me I smell like the dead
Am B
Apparently they cannot see that I'm already walking 'round without a head
Em
I gotta problem with the object of the ongoing game
Am C
Set the self upon the shelf and drag your shell through the day
C G C
But look at all the stars, we've come so far
Am D
Even if we don't know where we are, it's gotta be somewhere great
B Em
Or am I just too tired to wink?
Em
I've seen a thousand towns without an ounce of hot irony
It leaves me begging for aesthetics
Am B Em
Please offend someone sweet in front of me
Em
I'm sloughing brains, I'm sloughing brain cells everyday
B C
Smearing the globe my lobe frontally frayed, hey 'eh!
C G C
Look at all the stars, we've come so far
Am D
Even if we don't know where we are, it's gotta be somewhere great
B G
Man, I don't even know what you're saying
C Am
But I can't wait for more of this to come my way
Am D
'Cos you take what you get and you try not to think
B Em
Or am I just too tired to wink?
Em-------------------> (throughout the whole bridge)
I store a cyclops for a week with hard-tack in the clink
If ever he would bat a lid I thought it was a wink
But the world is flush with monocular mush and dingbats to despise
You find they're not thinking, just narrowly blinking
But never quite cleaning their eyes
(chords in the chorus can be played over the solo)
G C Am
We've come so far, even if we don't know where we are
D
It's gotta be somewhere great
B G
Man, I don't even know what you're saying
C Am
But I can't wait for more of this to come my way
D
'Cos you take what you get and you try not to think
B Em
Or am I just too tired, or am I just too tired to wink?
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