Biografía:
An indie rock group from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania currently signed to Punk Rock Payroll in South Philly, The Extraordinaires are a unique act. Their albums are released as handmade, hand-screened cloth-bound storybooks. Their shows are theatrical and energetic. Their singer's guitar is shaped like a fish.
The Extraordinaires have produced three full-length albums to date. Their first, "Ribbons of War," is a brilliant themed CD telling the operatic love tale of the brooding Captain, the fair Annelies, and their forbidden love.
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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!
Tuning: Standard
[Intro]
F
[Verse]
F C
Dear Wendy, oh Wendy, you've singled me out
C F
I stood at your window 'till you knocked me down
F C
I've got money with your face and your name on it, too
C F
For me to get some food, just tell me what I must do
Bb F
"You can't order here, Sir," you said to me
C F
"This is a drive-thru, and you're standing on your feet."
Bb Dm
But I'm hungry, and that's all you have to know 'cause
C F
I can't be empty-handed - no, I can't be empty handed when I go home
F C
Dear Wendy, oh Wendy, ignore me if you like
C F
You don't have to respect a man who's riding on his bike
F C
Talk to me, talk to me, don't shut me out for good
C F
At least let me be treated like a normal person should
Bb F
It's a shame you have no hospitality, and you are
C F
Blind to what it is that I need
Bb Dm
You're a whore and that's all you have to know
C
There will be some random drunk guy waiting for you when
F
You get home
[Outro]
F Bb Dm C
F Bb Dm C
F Bb F Bb
F Bb F Bb
Bb Dm C F
Bb Dm C
F
[Intro]
F
[Verse]
F C
Dear Wendy, oh Wendy, you've singled me out
C F
I stood at your window 'till you knocked me down
F C
I've got money with your face and your name on it, too
C F
For me to get some food, just tell me what I must do
Bb F
"You can't order here, Sir," you said to me
C F
"This is a drive-thru, and you're standing on your feet."
Bb Dm
But I'm hungry, and that's all you have to know 'cause
C F
I can't be empty-handed - no, I can't be empty handed when I go home
F C
Dear Wendy, oh Wendy, ignore me if you like
C F
You don't have to respect a man who's riding on his bike
F C
Talk to me, talk to me, don't shut me out for good
C F
At least let me be treated like a normal person should
Bb F
It's a shame you have no hospitality, and you are
C F
Blind to what it is that I need
Bb Dm
You're a whore and that's all you have to know
C
There will be some random drunk guy waiting for you when
F
You get home
[Outro]
F Bb Dm C
F Bb Dm C
F Bb F Bb
F Bb F Bb
Bb Dm C F
Bb Dm C
F
The Faim
The Faint
The Faith
The Falcon
The Falcons