Biografía:
From the village of Makanda in extreme southern Illinois, in a little hollow called Vulture Valley, comes a "caustic acoustic cacophony" known as the Woodbox Gang. They have skillfully combined the American roots music styles of bluegrass, delta blues, folk, and traditional country with the aggressive delivery of punk rock to create their own style of music to which they have given the name "Trashcan Americana". The band is very interested in experimenting
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Otras canciones:
- 160 Years For My Crimes
- 665
- All Trouble Head
- Almost Enough
- Annie Dhydde
- Bad Men
- Bad Veins
- Better Place To Die
- Big Bang Yin Yang
- Black Yodel No 7
- Born With A Tail
- Butterfly
- Checkpoint Charlie
- Cheer Up The Devil
- Color Of Freedom
- Confidence Man
- Days Of Grunge
- Death Is Coming
- Devil Blues
- Dirty Sponge
- Dot Com Machine
- Drifters Ghost
- Drunk And Insane I Die Tonight
- Drunk As Dragons
- Drunk On Sunday
- Dusty Dozer And Grandpa
- Eat Drink And Be Dead
- Everybody But Me
- Family Night
- Farmers Tanblack Sedan
- Fiddlin With The Line
- First Rate Smokes
- Games Of Chance
- Gingerbread Man
- God Box Wagon
- God Fearin Woman
- Hard To Dig A Hole
- I Roll My Own
- If I Had My Druthers
- Im A Rolling Machine
- Italian Plumber Lawsuit
- Its A Beautiful World
- Let Em Break Your Bones
- Mow The Old Womans Yard
- Naked And Screaming And Covered In Blood
- Never Kissed A Girl
- Oh Woman
- On A Red Midnight
- One That Got Away
- Poor Jesus
- Sardine
- Savage Weiner Dogs
- Scarecrow
- Shadow Of Tom
- Showdown
- Sinners Love
- Skyclac
- Snake In The Grass
- Squirm Squirm Squirm
- Storm Blowing Slowly
- Strange Desert 1947
- The Devil Can Tell
- The Devils Train
- The Good Ole Days Of Grunge
- The Hanging Of Charlie Birger
- The Muse
- The Optimist
- The Panther Song
- The Termite Song
- They Came In Black
- Togey Water
- Tough Guy Blues
- Two Dollar Ticket
- Vampire Suicide
- Wrap It Up
- Wrong Side Of Town
¡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!
Band: Woodbox Gang
Album: Wormwood
The God Box Wagon
Verse 1
Am
A creep fell asleep underneath a great heap
C
Of punks and monks and their junk
Am
The bloke awoke to the joke of a kid
C
Needing kidneys and first rate smokes
Am
The surprise of the sunrise in his eyes
C
Reminds him of times he was better off blind
Am
Before he roared like a whore
C
Riding shotgun on the god box wagon
CHORUS
Am C
The god box wagon ain’t going nowhere
C Am
The god box wagon ain’t going nowhere
Am
If you want to go nowhere better find another chauffeur
Am C Am
The god box wagon ain’t never goin’ there
VERSE 2
A clown was found where he drowned
So bloated they noted he nearly exploded
The hour was powered by flowers and cowards
With souls full of holes and spirits corroded
I watched the fitness of the mystery mistress
Who cried all night with warm hugs and kisses
Till her half sister kissed her and hitched her
To the wheels of the god box wagon
VERSE 3
His face was simple with dimples and pimples
But he slept with his boots on the stove
The story that morning said the rain was pouring
And far into nowhere he drove
Then nowhere stopped and he dropped his clock
Standing there was an ox a wagon and a box
So he grabbed the reins in the rain and proclaimed
I’m the god of nowhere and I’m never going home
CHORUS
The god box wagon doesn’t care where your money is
God box wagon doesn’t care who your daddy is
All the god box wagon really wants to know
Are you going somewhere where you wanna go?
Album: Wormwood
The God Box Wagon
Verse 1
Am
A creep fell asleep underneath a great heap
C
Of punks and monks and their junk
Am
The bloke awoke to the joke of a kid
C
Needing kidneys and first rate smokes
Am
The surprise of the sunrise in his eyes
C
Reminds him of times he was better off blind
Am
Before he roared like a whore
C
Riding shotgun on the god box wagon
CHORUS
Am C
The god box wagon ain’t going nowhere
C Am
The god box wagon ain’t going nowhere
Am
If you want to go nowhere better find another chauffeur
Am C Am
The god box wagon ain’t never goin’ there
VERSE 2
A clown was found where he drowned
So bloated they noted he nearly exploded
The hour was powered by flowers and cowards
With souls full of holes and spirits corroded
I watched the fitness of the mystery mistress
Who cried all night with warm hugs and kisses
Till her half sister kissed her and hitched her
To the wheels of the god box wagon
VERSE 3
His face was simple with dimples and pimples
But he slept with his boots on the stove
The story that morning said the rain was pouring
And far into nowhere he drove
Then nowhere stopped and he dropped his clock
Standing there was an ox a wagon and a box
So he grabbed the reins in the rain and proclaimed
I’m the god of nowhere and I’m never going home
CHORUS
The god box wagon doesn’t care where your money is
God box wagon doesn’t care who your daddy is
All the god box wagon really wants to know
Are you going somewhere where you wanna go?
Woodface
Woodford Brownle (...)
Woodlock
Woodlore
Woodpigeon