Biografía:
Hop Along is an American indie rock band from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, formerly known as Hop Along, Queen Ansleis.
The band began as an acoustic freak-folk solo project Hop Along, Queen Ansleis in 2004, during Frances Quinlan's senior year in high school. The album Freshman Year was released in the summer of 2005. Three years later, in 2008, drummer Mark Quinlan (Frances Quinlan's brother) joined the project, followed by bassist Tyler Long in 2009.
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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!
[Intro]
Fm Ebsus2
I heard you were the king
Bb5 Ab5 Gb5
You didn't leave behind a goddamn thing
[Verse 1]
Bb5 Ab5 Db5
Why did I look into the dim eye of the mole?
Gb Gbm
There was no silence there many voices spoke
Bb5 Ab5
Thinking I died I tried to listen
Db5 Gb Gbm
I saw one hundred saddles without horses, galloping
[Chorus]
Db5 Eb5
Get outta here, go home
Db5 Eb5
That's what you used to play at shows
[Verse 2]
Bb5
Sister, sister, sister
Ab5
Watches the furniture go
Db5
She just didn't have the scratch
Gb Gbm
To keep you in that sorry hole
[Verse 3]
Bb5
Money money, money
Ab5
Don't let you sleep
Db5
Switching graves in the cemetery
They buried you so many times
Gb Gbm
Can't find your body
[Chorus]
Db5 Eb5
Get outta here, go home
Db5 Eb5
That's what you used to play at the ends of shows
Db5 Eb5
In the middle of the parade, you were frothing at the mouth
Db5 Eb5
"Didn't he ramble 'til the butcher cut him down?"
[Solo]
Gb5 Bb5 Ab5 Gb5 F5 Eb5 Db5
[Bridge]
Gb5 Bb5
Fool, all you touch on this turning dream
Ab5 Gb5
Is either gonna be burned or buried
Gb5 Bb5
All your jewelry goes around from town to town
Ab5 Gb5
All your pretty ones, I'm not gonna say where they are now
[Chorus]
Db5 Eb5
Get outta here, go home
Db5 Eb5
That's what you used to play at the ends of shows
Db5 Eb5
In the middle of the parade, you were frothing at the mouth
Db5 Eb5
Children, turn on your radio and don't go out don’t go out don’t
[Outro]
Db5
Go out don’t go out don’t
Eb5
Go out don’t go out don’t
Db5 Eb5 Db5
A-a-a-a-a-a-a
Fm Ebsus2
I heard you were the king
Bb5 Ab5 Gb5
You didn't leave behind a goddamn thing
[Verse 1]
Bb5 Ab5 Db5
Why did I look into the dim eye of the mole?
Gb Gbm
There was no silence there many voices spoke
Bb5 Ab5
Thinking I died I tried to listen
Db5 Gb Gbm
I saw one hundred saddles without horses, galloping
[Chorus]
Db5 Eb5
Get outta here, go home
Db5 Eb5
That's what you used to play at shows
[Verse 2]
Bb5
Sister, sister, sister
Ab5
Watches the furniture go
Db5
She just didn't have the scratch
Gb Gbm
To keep you in that sorry hole
[Verse 3]
Bb5
Money money, money
Ab5
Don't let you sleep
Db5
Switching graves in the cemetery
They buried you so many times
Gb Gbm
Can't find your body
[Chorus]
Db5 Eb5
Get outta here, go home
Db5 Eb5
That's what you used to play at the ends of shows
Db5 Eb5
In the middle of the parade, you were frothing at the mouth
Db5 Eb5
"Didn't he ramble 'til the butcher cut him down?"
[Solo]
Gb5 Bb5 Ab5 Gb5 F5 Eb5 Db5
[Bridge]
Gb5 Bb5
Fool, all you touch on this turning dream
Ab5 Gb5
Is either gonna be burned or buried
Gb5 Bb5
All your jewelry goes around from town to town
Ab5 Gb5
All your pretty ones, I'm not gonna say where they are now
[Chorus]
Db5 Eb5
Get outta here, go home
Db5 Eb5
That's what you used to play at the ends of shows
Db5 Eb5
In the middle of the parade, you were frothing at the mouth
Db5 Eb5
Children, turn on your radio and don't go out don’t go out don’t
[Outro]
Db5
Go out don’t go out don’t
Eb5
Go out don’t go out don’t
Db5 Eb5 Db5
A-a-a-a-a-a-a
Horslips
Hosanna(just Cho (...)
Hoshi
Hot Butter
Hot Chelle Rae
Houston Calls
Hovan
How I Became The (...)
How I Met Your M (...)
Howard Blake