Biografía:
Acollective is the resonating echoes of quacking ducks in a sealed room, a dual-headed machine of construction-yard-nihilism consuming everything in its path, from banged-up Folk to burned-down Middle-Eastern-Funk, breaking hips and shaking hearts along the way.
Formed in 2008, Acollective was a 7-piece band and social movement, fronted by Roy Rieck and Idan Rabinovici. The band's early shows became a weekly cult gathering in Tel-Aviv, and they
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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!
[Verse 1]
Cm Eb Cm
Baby girl, you're the loneliest love in the world
Eb Fm Ab
You're a temptress that grew up too spoiled and in the morning seems plain
Cm
A glorious wreck
Eb Cm
A summer day's post-shower sweat
Eb Fm Ab
You're stolen goods still with a seal - too good to be real
[Pre-chorus]
Fm Eb Bb
And I know I said that I won't
Fm Eb Bb
You never got the letters I wrote
Fm Eb/G
You keep looking at me, staining my sheets
Ab
Pack up your things and
[Chorus]
Cm Eb Cm
Get out, get out, get out
Ab
I can't stand your taste in my mouth
Cm Eb Cm Eb
[Verse 2]
Cm Eb Cm
Baby girl, you listen but don't understand
Eb Fm
Your cries become mouldy with ease
Ab
Too eager to please
Cm Eb Cm
My friends ain't got a thing left to lose
Eb Fm
We ain't got that much left to win
Ab Fm Ab
So bring 'em right in, I said bring 'em right in
[Pre-chorus]
Fm Eb Bb
And I know I said that I won't
Fm Eb Bb
You never got the letters I wrote
Fm Eb/G
You keep looking at me, staining my sheets
Ab
Pack up your things and
[Chorus]
Cm Eb Cm
Get out, get out, get out
Ab Cm
I can't stand your taste in my mouth
Eb Cm
Get Out, Get out
G7
I can't stand your taste in my mouth
[Bridge]
Cm Ab Fm G7
Cm Ab Fm G7
They say son don't give up yet
Cm Ab Fm G7
Because down here they kill for fun
Cm Eb Cm
Baby girl, you're the loneliest love in the world
Eb Fm Ab
You're a temptress that grew up too spoiled and in the morning seems plain
Cm
A glorious wreck
Eb Cm
A summer day's post-shower sweat
Eb Fm Ab
You're stolen goods still with a seal - too good to be real
[Pre-chorus]
Fm Eb Bb
And I know I said that I won't
Fm Eb Bb
You never got the letters I wrote
Fm Eb/G
You keep looking at me, staining my sheets
Ab
Pack up your things and
[Chorus]
Cm Eb Cm
Get out, get out, get out
Ab
I can't stand your taste in my mouth
Cm Eb Cm Eb
[Verse 2]
Cm Eb Cm
Baby girl, you listen but don't understand
Eb Fm
Your cries become mouldy with ease
Ab
Too eager to please
Cm Eb Cm
My friends ain't got a thing left to lose
Eb Fm
We ain't got that much left to win
Ab Fm Ab
So bring 'em right in, I said bring 'em right in
[Pre-chorus]
Fm Eb Bb
And I know I said that I won't
Fm Eb Bb
You never got the letters I wrote
Fm Eb/G
You keep looking at me, staining my sheets
Ab
Pack up your things and
[Chorus]
Cm Eb Cm
Get out, get out, get out
Ab Cm
I can't stand your taste in my mouth
Eb Cm
Get Out, Get out
G7
I can't stand your taste in my mouth
[Bridge]
Cm Ab Fm G7
Cm Ab Fm G7
They say son don't give up yet
Cm Ab Fm G7
Because down here they kill for fun
Acquire The Fire
Acres
Acres Of Lions
Across the Borde (...)
Across the Sky