Biografía:
The Smith Street Band (formerly Wil Wagner and the Smith Street Band) are an Australian rock band based in Melbourne, Victoria, in which the titular Smith Street can be found. The band currently consists of vocalist/guitarist Wil Wagner, lead guitarist/vocalist Lee Hartney, bassist Michael "Fitzy" Fitzgerald, keyboardist/guitarist/vocalist Lucy Wilson, guitarist/vocalist Jess Locke, and drummer Matt Bodiam. Born out of a backing band for the solo
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Otras canciones:
- 25
- Birthdays
- Calgary Girls Acoustic
- Death To The Lads
- Dont Fuck With Our Dreams
- Dont Mention The War
- Ducks Fly Together
- East London Summer
- Forrest
- Get High See Mice
- Get High See No One
- I Cant Feel My Face
- I Hope I Scare People On Public Transport
- I Hope You Find Your Way Home
- I Love Life
- I Scare Myself Sometimes
- I Want Friends
- It Kills Me To Have To Be Alive
- Its Alright I Understand
- Laughing Or Pretending To Laugh
- My Little Sinking Ship
- My New Dress Up Shoes
- Passiona
- Run Into The World
- Self Control
- Shine
- Sigourney Weaver
- Something I Can Hold In My Hands
- Song For You
- South East Facing Wall
- Suffer
- Surrey Dive
- The Arrogance Of The Drunk Pedestrian
- The Belly Of Your Bedroom
- Throw Me In The River
- Tom Busby
- When I Was A Boy I Thought I Was A Fish
- Why I Cant Draw
- Young Drunk
¡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]
G
[Verse 1]
G Em
Staying in a hotel full of pilots
C
I can't believe that they are smoking
G Em
If you mastered the art of flight
C
Why would you spend half your time choking?
G Em C
Sleeping in a bedroom full of assholes surely means I am one too
G Em
And I wake up and I go walking
C
And I think the wrong thing about you
[Pre-chorus]
D Am Bm C
And it was the best idea we ever had
D Am Bm
Picked up our spirits and we sang
[Chorus]
C G
Death to the lads
C G G/F#
Death to the lads
C G
Death to the lads
A D
As loud as we possibly can
[Interlude]
G Em C (x2)
[Verse 2]
G Em C
Along the most depressing highways ever dropped into the earth
G Em
Among the confederate flag lower back tattoo
C
That is this part of the world we're raising
G Em C
Bats and kids in carparks in the light of drive-in ATMs
G Em
I learned to read the side effects
C
I am my own adverse reaction
[Pre-chorus]
D Am Bm C
And it was the best idea we ever had
D Am Bm
Picked up our voices and we sang
[Chorus]
C G
Death to the lads
C G G/F#
Death to the lads
C G
Death to the lads
A D
As loud as we possibly can
C G
Death to the lads
C G G/F#
Death to the lads
C G
Death to the lads
A D
Get out of my fucking face, mate
[Instrumental]
C G
C G G/F#
C G
A D
[Bridge]
C G C
Things get better, but they never get good
C G D
Things get better, but they never get good
D C
No, they never get good
C G
I don't do anything I said I would
C G D
So things get better, but they never get good
And we sang
[Outro]
C G
Death to the lads
C G G/F#
Death to the lads
C G
Death to the lads
A D
Get out of my fucking face, mate
G
[Verse 1]
G Em
Staying in a hotel full of pilots
C
I can't believe that they are smoking
G Em
If you mastered the art of flight
C
Why would you spend half your time choking?
G Em C
Sleeping in a bedroom full of assholes surely means I am one too
G Em
And I wake up and I go walking
C
And I think the wrong thing about you
[Pre-chorus]
D Am Bm C
And it was the best idea we ever had
D Am Bm
Picked up our spirits and we sang
[Chorus]
C G
Death to the lads
C G G/F#
Death to the lads
C G
Death to the lads
A D
As loud as we possibly can
[Interlude]
G Em C (x2)
[Verse 2]
G Em C
Along the most depressing highways ever dropped into the earth
G Em
Among the confederate flag lower back tattoo
C
That is this part of the world we're raising
G Em C
Bats and kids in carparks in the light of drive-in ATMs
G Em
I learned to read the side effects
C
I am my own adverse reaction
[Pre-chorus]
D Am Bm C
And it was the best idea we ever had
D Am Bm
Picked up our voices and we sang
[Chorus]
C G
Death to the lads
C G G/F#
Death to the lads
C G
Death to the lads
A D
As loud as we possibly can
C G
Death to the lads
C G G/F#
Death to the lads
C G
Death to the lads
A D
Get out of my fucking face, mate
[Instrumental]
C G
C G G/F#
C G
A D
[Bridge]
C G C
Things get better, but they never get good
C G D
Things get better, but they never get good
D C
No, they never get good
C G
I don't do anything I said I would
C G D
So things get better, but they never get good
And we sang
[Outro]
C G
Death to the lads
C G G/F#
Death to the lads
C G
Death to the lads
A D
Get out of my fucking face, mate
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