Biografía:
Sticky Fingers is a reggae/psych/pop/bourbon fusion band from Sydney, Australia. Together since 2009.
''If the Clash, Pink Floyd and Arctic Monkeys are three beads of sweat that meet rolling down your back, Sticky Fingers are there licking it up''
Dylan Frost – Vocals & Guitar
Paddy Fingers – Bass & Vocals
Seamus (Hollywood) – Lead Guitar
Freddy Crabs - Keys
Beaker Best – Drums/Percussion
Read more on Last.fm
Otras canciones:
- Australia Street
- Caress Your Soul
- Cyclone
- Eddys Song
- Happy Endings
- How To Fly
- Rum Rage
- A Love Letter From Me To You
- Amillionite
- Angel
- Best Day
- Bootleg Rascal
- Change
- Clouds And Cream
- Clouds Cream
- Cool And Calm
- Delete
- Dinners On You
- Dreamland
- Everybodys Talkin Bout It
- Flight 101
- Freaking Out
- Gold Snafu
- If You Go
- Junk
- Kick On
- Kiss The Breeze
- Laika
- Land Of Pleasure
- Lazerhead
- Let It All Out
- Liquorlip Loaded Gun
- No Divide
- One By One
- Our Town
- Outcast At Last
- Sad Songs
- Seriously
- Sex
- Sleeping Through The Flood
- Slow
- These Girls
- Willow Tree
¡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, Am, Em (x2)
[Verse 1]
C Am Em
See the bees they dump around like kings
C Am Em
And someone was given roots to these things
C Am Em
No direction from no familiar face
C Am Em
Just tryna find the way out of this place
C Am Em
Oh oh oh
[Verse 2]
C Am Em
See the music it adds no sound
C Am Em
My mind, nowhere to be found
C Am Em
Oh, give me just one reason to stay
C Am Em
I'm craving culture that's far, far away
C Am Em
Oh oh oh
[Verse 3]
C Am Em
Stations, they have no name
C Am Em
And the flavors, they all taste the same
C Am Em
Watching my world fade to black
C Am Em
My whole system is under attack
C Am Em
Oh oh oh
C Am Em
Oh oh oh
C Am Em
Oh oh oh
C Am Em
Oh oh oh
C, Am, Em (x2)
[Verse 1]
C Am Em
See the bees they dump around like kings
C Am Em
And someone was given roots to these things
C Am Em
No direction from no familiar face
C Am Em
Just tryna find the way out of this place
C Am Em
Oh oh oh
[Verse 2]
C Am Em
See the music it adds no sound
C Am Em
My mind, nowhere to be found
C Am Em
Oh, give me just one reason to stay
C Am Em
I'm craving culture that's far, far away
C Am Em
Oh oh oh
[Verse 3]
C Am Em
Stations, they have no name
C Am Em
And the flavors, they all taste the same
C Am Em
Watching my world fade to black
C Am Em
My whole system is under attack
C Am Em
Oh oh oh
C Am Em
Oh oh oh
C Am Em
Oh oh oh
C Am Em
Oh oh oh
Stone Temple Pil (...)
Stoned Jesus
Stonefree
Stonewall Jackso (...)
Stopitsgingertim (...)