Biografía:
Este es el cuarto trabajo del proyecto personal de Fred Thomas, de Michigan , que se ocupa en reunir buenos músicos disponibles en cada momento. De hecho el nombre "SATURDAY LOOKS GOOD TO ME" (el sábado me parece bien) alude a la dificultad para reunirse y ensayar.
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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!
Intro: C F G x2 (repeated several times throughout the song)
C F Em Dm
Everyone sings like they should be whispering around he-----re
G
None of the messages were ever clear
Fmaj7
The tones are polite, but always insincere
C F Em Dm
You fell asleep with all the secrets you keep in your he-----ad
G Fmaj7
And when you woke up they were all on the bed in the daylight
Dm Em F
You went out that night and you were never quite the same again
C F G x2
C F Em Dm
When you got home you started drinking alone in your room (every night)
G Fmaj7
All of the people that you left behind said you lost 100% of your mind
C F Em Dm
You said "Why don't you write another song about riding the bus?
G
Why don't you take another picture of the train station?"
Fmaj7
Why don't you fuck off?
Dm Em
Cause I can't ever sleep
Dm Em
I can't ever sleep
Dm Em F G
I can't ever seem to get to sleep
C F G x4
C F Em Dm
Give me a ride because I'm fucked up inside as your car
G
A broken radiator and a broken heart
Fmaj7
Isn't that where stories like this always start?
C F Em Dm
And sing me a song about the things that go wrong around he-----re
G Fmaj7
And I'll try not to fall asleep, in the backseat
Dm Em
I can't ever sleep (I can't ever sleep)
Dm Em
I can't ever sleep (I can't ever sleep)
Dm Em F G
I can't ever sleep with you again
C F Em Dm
Everyone sings like they should be whispering around he-----re
G
None of the messages were ever clear
Fmaj7
The tones are polite, but always insincere
C F Em Dm
You fell asleep with all the secrets you keep in your he-----ad
G Fmaj7
And when you woke up they were all on the bed in the daylight
Dm Em F
You went out that night and you were never quite the same again
C F G x2
C F Em Dm
When you got home you started drinking alone in your room (every night)
G Fmaj7
All of the people that you left behind said you lost 100% of your mind
C F Em Dm
You said "Why don't you write another song about riding the bus?
G
Why don't you take another picture of the train station?"
Fmaj7
Why don't you fuck off?
Dm Em
Cause I can't ever sleep
Dm Em
I can't ever sleep
Dm Em F G
I can't ever seem to get to sleep
C F G x4
C F Em Dm
Give me a ride because I'm fucked up inside as your car
G
A broken radiator and a broken heart
Fmaj7
Isn't that where stories like this always start?
C F Em Dm
And sing me a song about the things that go wrong around he-----re
G Fmaj7
And I'll try not to fall asleep, in the backseat
Dm Em
I can't ever sleep (I can't ever sleep)
Dm Em
I can't ever sleep (I can't ever sleep)
Dm Em F G
I can't ever sleep with you again
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