Biografía:
Onsind is a DIY folk-punk band from Pity Me, Durham, UK.
They have releases on Plan-it-X, Discount Horse, Specialist Subject and more.
You can listen to and download all of their songs at http://onsind.bandcamp.com.
Read more on Last.fm
Otras canciones:
- A Generous Exposition
- Annie
- Ba77
- Claimant
- Clarice
- Dissatisfactions
- Either Hes Dead Or My Watch Has Stopped
- Frankland Prison Blues
- God Hates Facts
- Grieving Kind
- Heat Up The Blade
- Here Come The Year Nines
- Heterosexuality Is A Construct
- Huey Alabaster
- I Could Carve A Better Man Out Of A Banana
- If Anyone Needs Me Ill Be In The Angry Dome
- Immature
- Kim Kelly Is My Cognitive Behavioural Therapist
- Kim Kelly Is My Friend
- Lord Beer Me Strength
- Loyalty Festers
- Magnolia
- Margie
- Memoirs Of A Dutiful Daughter
- Mildred
- My Clean Sweep At The Clown Oscars
- Old Hazel Eyes Is Back
- Pigs In The Green Room
- Pokemon City Limits
- Scenes From A Shit Italian Restaurant
- Sectioned
- Snitches Get Stitches
- Suicide Is Painful
- Sweet And Tender Julian
- That Takes Ovaries
- Truth Emerges From The Well
- You Should Probably Keep It All In
¡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 C G C
[Verse]
G
Sun went down,
C
Drinking at the dreadnought,
C G
Nothing turned out quite the way you thought it would,
G
Knuckles red and crusty,
C
All the pictures gather dust,
C
He doesn’t write, he doesn’t care,
[Instrumental]
G C
[Verse]
G
There’s this sense of niggling doubt,
C
Everything you care about,
G
Is just some elaborate joke at your expense,
G
The pride you feel is broken,
C
The land you say you love was choked,
C
By your embrace.
[Chorus]
Em C
Cupid’s Bow, Neck Tattoo,
C G
“England belongs to you”
B Em
But what the fuck is England anyway oh yeah,
C
But empty words and empty gestures,
G Em C
That loyalty, it festers, it festers, it festers.
[Instrumental]
G C
[Verse]
G
Words still ringing in your ears
C
“It never did me any harm”,
G
Ditched PE to hide the bruises on your arm,
G
Not so skinny anymore,
C
Wish he’d turn up at the door,
C
Like the social worker did.
[Chorus]
Em C
Widow’s Peak, Neck Tattoo
G
England belongs to you,
B Em
And all who show their pride in seven shades oh yeah,
C
Empty words and empty gestures,
G Em C
That loyalty, it festers, it festers, it festers.
D C
This is not what you were promised,
D C
This is not what you were promised,
G
Jerusalem.
[Instrumental]
G C Em C
[Bridge]
G C
Is something sacred here among,
Em
These dark satanic retail parks?
C
Are we accountable to none,
G
While our adventures leave their mark,
C
Did holy feet in ancient times,
Em
Endow a glory in this soil,
C
Capricious markings on a map,
G
Fickle, selfish, violent, spoiled,
G C Em
Jerusalem, blood and vomit on the concrete.
Em C G
Jerusalem, blood and vomit on the concrete.
[Outro]
G C Em C (x2)
G
G C G C
[Verse]
G
Sun went down,
C
Drinking at the dreadnought,
C G
Nothing turned out quite the way you thought it would,
G
Knuckles red and crusty,
C
All the pictures gather dust,
C
He doesn’t write, he doesn’t care,
[Instrumental]
G C
[Verse]
G
There’s this sense of niggling doubt,
C
Everything you care about,
G
Is just some elaborate joke at your expense,
G
The pride you feel is broken,
C
The land you say you love was choked,
C
By your embrace.
[Chorus]
Em C
Cupid’s Bow, Neck Tattoo,
C G
“England belongs to you”
B Em
But what the fuck is England anyway oh yeah,
C
But empty words and empty gestures,
G Em C
That loyalty, it festers, it festers, it festers.
[Instrumental]
G C
[Verse]
G
Words still ringing in your ears
C
“It never did me any harm”,
G
Ditched PE to hide the bruises on your arm,
G
Not so skinny anymore,
C
Wish he’d turn up at the door,
C
Like the social worker did.
[Chorus]
Em C
Widow’s Peak, Neck Tattoo
G
England belongs to you,
B Em
And all who show their pride in seven shades oh yeah,
C
Empty words and empty gestures,
G Em C
That loyalty, it festers, it festers, it festers.
D C
This is not what you were promised,
D C
This is not what you were promised,
G
Jerusalem.
[Instrumental]
G C Em C
[Bridge]
G C
Is something sacred here among,
Em
These dark satanic retail parks?
C
Are we accountable to none,
G
While our adventures leave their mark,
C
Did holy feet in ancient times,
Em
Endow a glory in this soil,
C
Capricious markings on a map,
G
Fickle, selfish, violent, spoiled,
G C Em
Jerusalem, blood and vomit on the concrete.
Em C G
Jerusalem, blood and vomit on the concrete.
[Outro]
G C Em C (x2)
G
Oonagh
Ooz Intocables
Op Shop
OP8
OPA TUA