Biografía:
Mischief Brew was an anarchist folk-punk band. A wicked concoction by Erik Petersen – a musical feast falling somewhere between the categories of pirate punk, Celtic folk, gypsy swing, devilish jazz, American olde-tyme and country. It’s good music to stomp, kick, pogo, jitterbug, waltz, drink, twist and shout to – whether the performance is solo acoustic or with a backing band of accordion, drums, and mandolin.
Erik started making music at a young age
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Otras canciones:
- Coffee God And Cigarettes
- Lowly Carpenter
- A Liquor Never Brewed
- A Peasants Rebellion
- A Rebels Romance
- Aint It The Life
- All Our Comrades
- An Open Letter To The North American Continent
- Banks Of Marble
- Bury Me In Analog
- Buskers Wages
- Carried Away
- Departure Arrival
- Devil Of A Time
- Dirty Pennies
- Every Town Will Celebrate
- Fight Dirty
- Free Radical Radio Fever
- From The Rooftops
- Gratitude And Thanks
- Jobs In Steel Town
- Labor Day Massacre
- Liberty Unmasked
- Nevada City Serenade
- Nomads Revolt
- O Pennsyltucky
- Oh Sweet Misery
- Old Tyme Memry
- On The Sly
- Paris Warlike
- Punx Win
- Ramblers Ghost
- Roll Me Through The Gates Of Hell
- Save A City
- Slow Death Hymn
- Smash Potwatching
- Stuffs Weird
- The Ballad Of The Cloth
- The Barrel
- The Drunk Of Three Nights
- The Midnight Special
- The Reinvention Of The Printing Press
- Watching Scotty Die
- Weapons
- What Reason Have They To Dance
- When It Rains
¡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!
Intro:
G D G C
C D C D
G D G C
C G D G
G D G C
Brother, you know we're all in this alone,
C G D D
Take what you can get, break all but your bones
G D G C
And when they finally ask you "well, what have you done?"
C G D G
Say "life is a game and I've won, yes I've won.
C D G
Say "life is a game and I've won!"
G D
G D G C
You gave the asphalt a heave and then looked back at me,
C G D D
Said "that is a word from the wise ones indeed"
G D G C
When you've been here this long, one day you belong
C G D G
One day you wake up and forget what seemed wrong.
G D G D
And the first day of May, well it quietly passed by,
G C D
And the bosses still reign five to nine.
G D G C
And you curse when I say words like "living" and "wage"
C G D G
You say "I made my house outta mud, so should they.
G D G
Now the ball field is level, let's play!"
G D G C
I think of the bullets, the blood, and the rage
C G D D
That went in there to stir up the eight hour day
G D G C
Seems the masters have found themselves new rats to cage
C D G
And the price for a union is great
G D G C
Well they gave her a raise so they raised up her rent
C G D D
She says "I'll never burst from this box that I'm in!"
G D G C
But she's too scared to talk, to step off the sidewalk,
C G D G
So she shrugs it all off as the luck of the draw
G D G C
And the labor you cry that's been robbed from your kind
C D
With dirt on your hands and sweat in your eyes
G D G-
If the fortunate son really wants to eat dust,
C G. D
Well I'm sure there's a good chance he'll be hired
G C G C D
There's a million stories of the crimes left to rot
G C G C D
But I never will raise as long as I sleep on the job
G D G C
Oh yeah, you say "brother, you know, we're all in this alone
C G D D
Take what you can get, break all but your bones
G D G C
And when they finally ask us well what have you done?"
C D G
Say "life is a game and I'm done!"
G D G C
C D C D
G D G C
C G D G
G D G C
Brother, you know we're all in this alone,
C G D D
Take what you can get, break all but your bones
G D G C
And when they finally ask you "well, what have you done?"
C G D G
Say "life is a game and I've won, yes I've won.
C D G
Say "life is a game and I've won!"
G D
G D G C
You gave the asphalt a heave and then looked back at me,
C G D D
Said "that is a word from the wise ones indeed"
G D G C
When you've been here this long, one day you belong
C G D G
One day you wake up and forget what seemed wrong.
G D G D
And the first day of May, well it quietly passed by,
G C D
And the bosses still reign five to nine.
G D G C
And you curse when I say words like "living" and "wage"
C G D G
You say "I made my house outta mud, so should they.
G D G
Now the ball field is level, let's play!"
G D G C
I think of the bullets, the blood, and the rage
C G D D
That went in there to stir up the eight hour day
G D G C
Seems the masters have found themselves new rats to cage
C D G
And the price for a union is great
G D G C
Well they gave her a raise so they raised up her rent
C G D D
She says "I'll never burst from this box that I'm in!"
G D G C
But she's too scared to talk, to step off the sidewalk,
C G D G
So she shrugs it all off as the luck of the draw
G D G C
And the labor you cry that's been robbed from your kind
C D
With dirt on your hands and sweat in your eyes
G D G-
If the fortunate son really wants to eat dust,
C G. D
Well I'm sure there's a good chance he'll be hired
G C G C D
There's a million stories of the crimes left to rot
G C G C D
But I never will raise as long as I sleep on the job
G D G C
Oh yeah, you say "brother, you know, we're all in this alone
C G D D
Take what you can get, break all but your bones
G D G C
And when they finally ask us well what have you done?"
C D G
Say "life is a game and I'm done!"
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