Biografía:
Chicago indie rock types the Orwells were in their last year of high school in 2011 when they signed to L.A.-based blogger Justin Gage's Autumn Tone record label after they initially sent him a link to their video with hopes it would lead to being featured on his website. They formed in 2009 when cousins Mario Cuomo (vocals) and Dominic Corso (guitar) teamed up with brothers Grant (bass) and Henry Brinner (drums), alongside their friend Matt O'Keefe (guitar), and started making music.
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Otras canciones:
- Never Ever
- Always N Forever
- Black Francis
- Blood Bubbles
- Buddy
- Creatures
- Daze Like Today
- Dirty Sheets
- Double Feature
- Fry
- Gotta Get Down
- Halloween All Year
- Heavy Head
- Hippie Soldier
- In My Bed
- Last Call Go Home
- Like No One Else
- Mad
- Mallrats La La La
- North Ave
- Other Voices
- Painted Faces And Long Hair
- Ring Pop
- Salvation Is A Parking Lot A Black Lips Rip
- Southern Comfort
- Suspended
- The Righteous One
- They Put A Body In The Bayou
- Vacation
- Whats So Entertaining
- Who Needs You
¡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!
Simple, basic chords for Southern Comfort by The Orwells
[Verse 1]
D A
Drink by drink, I think, I'm thinkin'
G
Why don't you hang with me this week-end?
D A
I can't walk and I can't dance
G
Give me a smile and then take off your pants
[Verse 2]
D A
Saw her eyes in the rear-view mirror
G
Girls in the back seat, trunk full of beer
D A
Eyes on the prize, eyes on her thighs
G
I'm not that old, but I'm gettin' pretty wise
D A G
Aaaahhh Aaaahhh Aaaahhh
D A G
Aaaahhh Aaaahhh Aaaahhh
[Verse 3]
D A
Coke and rum, can I taste your tongue?
G
Won't stop sipping till we're both numb
D A
Who's that girl in the short black skirt
G
Lot of lip gloss and the tight white shirt?
[Verse 4]
D A
Hand down my pants, hands on my glass
G D
Got to the bottom of the barrel, but I still can't dance
D A
Life is better with a hand full of ass
G
Bad ass shades and a bag full of grass
D A G
Aaaahhh Aaaahhh Aaaahhh
D A G
Aaaahhh Aaaahhh Aaaahhh
[Verse 1]
D A
Drink by drink, I think, I'm thinkin'
G
Why don't you hang with me this week-end?
D A
I can't walk and I can't dance
G
Give me a smile and then take off your pants
[Verse 2]
D A
Saw her eyes in the rear-view mirror
G
Girls in the back seat, trunk full of beer
D A
Eyes on the prize, eyes on her thighs
G
I'm not that old, but I'm gettin' pretty wise
D A G
Aaaahhh Aaaahhh Aaaahhh
D A G
Aaaahhh Aaaahhh Aaaahhh
[Verse 3]
D A
Coke and rum, can I taste your tongue?
G
Won't stop sipping till we're both numb
D A
Who's that girl in the short black skirt
G
Lot of lip gloss and the tight white shirt?
[Verse 4]
D A
Hand down my pants, hands on my glass
G D
Got to the bottom of the barrel, but I still can't dance
D A
Life is better with a hand full of ass
G
Bad ass shades and a bag full of grass
D A G
Aaaahhh Aaaahhh Aaaahhh
D A G
Aaaahhh Aaaahhh Aaaahhh
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