Biografía:
The Taxpayers originated in 2007 in Portland, Oregon. Originally a three-piece guitar/bass/drum combination, the band incorporates accordion, horns, piano, harmonica, and other instruments during recording sessions. Currently they perform live with a range from three to eight members.
They strongly support the DIY punk ethic, booking their own shows, printing their own merchandise, printing CDs from scrap material, and hand-written notes and other gifts included with each CD.
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Otras canciones:
- Hungry Dog In The Street
- I Love You Like An Alcoholic
- Medicines
- A Matter Of Simple Deduction
- And The Damn Thing Bit Him
- Bike Cops
- Drinking With Mickey Mantle
- Everybody Does A Little Cocksucking
- Everything Is Awful
- Fuck America
- It Gets Worse Every Minute
- Louisiana Hot Sauce Rainy Nights
- Montana
- Needles Eye
- No Lodging For The Mad
- Plant Oak
- Some Rotten Man
- The Windows Break
¡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!
[Verse]
G
I have been making presentations for a final escalation
C G
I have been praying to the god of giving up.
C G Em
She says, “Lock, lock, lock the door behind you now,
C D G
before the criminals and the cops break in your house”.
[Verse]
G C G
Oh, I have looked so hard for a place where I could die.
C G Em
But the winners up there of high-end living
C D G
won't allow the broken insane to arise.
[Chorus]
C G C G
So fuck this city. Fuck this job. They cut you down before you even reach the top.
C G Em
In a god-fearing land, there ain't no lodging for the mad;
C D G
you can't get high enough to breathe before you drown.
[Verse]
G C G
I'm gonna go back to that factory, where they make, make, make moving parts
C G Em
that will take, take, take you very far away.
C D G
In the flash of a pack of matches, I will be gone.
[Chorus]
C G C G
So fuck this city. Fuck this job. They break you down before you even reach the top.
C G Em
In a god-fearing land, there ain't no lodging for the mad;
C D
you can't get high enough to breathe
C D
you can't get high enough to breathe
C D G
you can't get high enough to breathe before you drown.
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Optional: "walk" the chord down when going from G to Em by playing G chord, F# note, then Em chord.
Pretty simple. Listen to the song
G
I have been making presentations for a final escalation
C G
I have been praying to the god of giving up.
C G Em
She says, “Lock, lock, lock the door behind you now,
C D G
before the criminals and the cops break in your house”.
[Verse]
G C G
Oh, I have looked so hard for a place where I could die.
C G Em
But the winners up there of high-end living
C D G
won't allow the broken insane to arise.
[Chorus]
C G C G
So fuck this city. Fuck this job. They cut you down before you even reach the top.
C G Em
In a god-fearing land, there ain't no lodging for the mad;
C D G
you can't get high enough to breathe before you drown.
[Verse]
G C G
I'm gonna go back to that factory, where they make, make, make moving parts
C G Em
that will take, take, take you very far away.
C D G
In the flash of a pack of matches, I will be gone.
[Chorus]
C G C G
So fuck this city. Fuck this job. They break you down before you even reach the top.
C G Em
In a god-fearing land, there ain't no lodging for the mad;
C D
you can't get high enough to breathe
C D
you can't get high enough to breathe
C D G
you can't get high enough to breathe before you drown.
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Optional: "walk" the chord down when going from G to Em by playing G chord, F# note, then Em chord.
Pretty simple. Listen to the song
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