Biografía:
Robbers on High Street é uma banda de indie rock formada no Brooklyn em Nova York, pelos amigos de infância Ben Trokan e Steven Mercado. Começaram tocando com o baterista Tomer Danan e o antigo colega de escola Jeremy Phillips, ambos ex -integrantes da banda. O nome da banda surgiu de uma composição antiga e descartada de Ben e Steven.
Atualmente a banda é composta por Ben Trokan, Steven Mercado, Morgan King, Mikey Post, David Sherman e tem dois albums lançados.
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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!
Both lyrics and chords are my own interpretation, and probably aren't all correct.
Suggestions welcome!!
G
G
Out here, on the hill
F
I'm not the boy I once was still
Am
A goofy foot with a heart of gold
G
Fresh from the company fold
G
Bring me to Birmingham
F
Lord knows where I am
Am
I pull my shot up in the show
G
And got bused back to Buffalo
F
But I won't get caught
Am G
In between
F
They come up in the lawn
Am G
Sight unseen
G
G
Let's sing for them to bring
F
All the boys back home
Am
Asking cyclones where the wind blows
G
There's only one direction they know
G
There's no holding back
F
In times of trial
Am
I keep a sixer in my cubby cool
G
Cause you never know what I do
F
But I won't get caught
Am G
In between
F
They come up in the lawn
Am G
Sight unseen
G
Play your hand
Am
Second chance at the high life
Am
Gotta come up right now
G
And place it all on the line
G
Play your hand
Am
Second chance at the high life
Am
Gotta come up right now
G Eb
And place it all on the line, ooh
Eb Em
No hesitation from me
Am
Gotta come up right now
Eb
And make 'em all believe
Em
No helmets lines (?)
Am
Gotta come up right now
G
And take it back tonight
G
G F Am G
F
But I won't get caught
Am G
In between
F
They come up in the lawn
Am G
Sight unseen
G
Play your hand
Am
Second chance at the high life
Am
Gotta come up right now
G
And place it all on the line
G
Play your hand
Am
Second chance at the high life
Am
Gotta come up right now
G
And place it all on the line.
Eb Em Bb
Ooh, ooh x3
Suggestions welcome!!
G
G
Out here, on the hill
F
I'm not the boy I once was still
Am
A goofy foot with a heart of gold
G
Fresh from the company fold
G
Bring me to Birmingham
F
Lord knows where I am
Am
I pull my shot up in the show
G
And got bused back to Buffalo
F
But I won't get caught
Am G
In between
F
They come up in the lawn
Am G
Sight unseen
G
G
Let's sing for them to bring
F
All the boys back home
Am
Asking cyclones where the wind blows
G
There's only one direction they know
G
There's no holding back
F
In times of trial
Am
I keep a sixer in my cubby cool
G
Cause you never know what I do
F
But I won't get caught
Am G
In between
F
They come up in the lawn
Am G
Sight unseen
G
Play your hand
Am
Second chance at the high life
Am
Gotta come up right now
G
And place it all on the line
G
Play your hand
Am
Second chance at the high life
Am
Gotta come up right now
G Eb
And place it all on the line, ooh
Eb Em
No hesitation from me
Am
Gotta come up right now
Eb
And make 'em all believe
Em
No helmets lines (?)
Am
Gotta come up right now
G
And take it back tonight
G
G F Am G
F
But I won't get caught
Am G
In between
F
They come up in the lawn
Am G
Sight unseen
G
Play your hand
Am
Second chance at the high life
Am
Gotta come up right now
G
And place it all on the line
G
Play your hand
Am
Second chance at the high life
Am
Gotta come up right now
G
And place it all on the line.
Eb Em Bb
Ooh, ooh x3
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