Biografía:
Jets to Brazil fue una banda estadounidense de rock y emo formada por Blake Schwarzenbach, antiguo líder de Jawbreaker . Mientras se encontraba en Brooklyn, Nueva York, se juntó con su amigo Jeremy Chatelain y luego se les uniría el baterista Chris Daly, anteriormente de Texas Is the Reason. A Daly se le ocurrió el nombre “Jets to Brazil” de un poster que aparece en la película Breakfast at Tiffany’s. La banda empezó a grabar para Jade Tree Records en 1997 y sacaron 3 discos antes de separarse en el 2003.
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Otras canciones:
- Empty Picture Frame
- One Summer Last Fall
- Air Traffic Control
- All Things Good And Nice
- And The Trumpets Pounded In My Ears
- Autumn Walker
- Cat Heaven
- Chinatown
- Conrad
- Crown Of The Valley
- Disgrace
- Further North
- I Typed For Miles
- In The Summers When You Really Know
- Ive Got All The Words
- King Medicine
- Lemon Yellow Black
- Little Light
- Lucky Charm
- Mid
- Milk And Apples
- Morning New Disease
- Orange Rhyming Dictionary
- Pale New Dawn
- Perfecting Loneliness
- Psalm
- Resistance Is Futile
- Rocket Boy
- Sea Anemone
- Seven Stars
- Starry Configurations
- Sweet Avenue
- Tender Criminal
- The Frequency
- William Tell Override
- Wish List
- Your X
- Youre Having The Time Of My Life
- Youre The One I Want
¡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!
Jets to Brazil - Rocket Boy
Intro (recurring): C - F
Verse part 1: C - Dm - F - C
Verse part 2: F - C - Dm - F
Chorus: C - C/G - F
Bridge: F - G - C - G - F - Gm - G# - C - F - C - Dm - F
C Dm F C (x5)
Headlights and red eyes, a warm beer between your thighs.
Mess of pills, Hollywood hills, the red lights.
Read me my rights.
F C Dm F
Going in a circle, getting tighter every turn.
Think you're getting better but you're never quite sure.
Say it's all ahead of you.
How far can you see?
C (back to intro)
When you're living on your knees.
Driver, please, find your feet.
The light's green but you spaced the keys.
You're going fast but it won't last.
You're all speed and no gas.
Going in a circle, never getting to the point.
Burning up the atmosphere, my rocket shop boy.
You say there's a finish line, but you're already beat
'cause you're living on your knees.
C C/G F (x6)
Rocket boy, my only son, you look so sad, but you're so young.
Fm C
You get so high. You're all alone, rocket boy, come home.
Notebook, some notes you took.
A bit hit, with a cooked hook.
Your best friend is you again.
You can't win but you won't give in.
Going in a circle, getting lower every time.
Say it isn't hurting but I never see you smile.
Asking for the doctor and I'm calling you a priest
'cause you're living on your knees.
Rocket boy, you burn so bright,
and I believe you lie so beautifully when you get high.
You're all alone, rocket boy, come home.
F G C G F
Dad, it's me, again. I hate to call.
G G#
Could you come down?
C F
There's been an accident.
C Dm F
"Were you involved?"
"Yes, sir, no. Sir, they say I was."
Got home, cried alone.
The video will surely show.
No one knows.
I came this close to being me, but I lost us both.
Going in a circle and it's keeping you around.
You've been here forever but you've never been found.
You didn't want a witness
and I didn't want to see you living on your knees.
Rocket boy, come home.
Beautiful song. Hopefully you'll have more luck than me and find a pianist to play
it with. I'm not completely sure about the bridge, so please make improvements if
necessary. [email protected]
Intro (recurring): C - F
Verse part 1: C - Dm - F - C
Verse part 2: F - C - Dm - F
Chorus: C - C/G - F
Bridge: F - G - C - G - F - Gm - G# - C - F - C - Dm - F
C Dm F C (x5)
Headlights and red eyes, a warm beer between your thighs.
Mess of pills, Hollywood hills, the red lights.
Read me my rights.
F C Dm F
Going in a circle, getting tighter every turn.
Think you're getting better but you're never quite sure.
Say it's all ahead of you.
How far can you see?
C (back to intro)
When you're living on your knees.
Driver, please, find your feet.
The light's green but you spaced the keys.
You're going fast but it won't last.
You're all speed and no gas.
Going in a circle, never getting to the point.
Burning up the atmosphere, my rocket shop boy.
You say there's a finish line, but you're already beat
'cause you're living on your knees.
C C/G F (x6)
Rocket boy, my only son, you look so sad, but you're so young.
Fm C
You get so high. You're all alone, rocket boy, come home.
Notebook, some notes you took.
A bit hit, with a cooked hook.
Your best friend is you again.
You can't win but you won't give in.
Going in a circle, getting lower every time.
Say it isn't hurting but I never see you smile.
Asking for the doctor and I'm calling you a priest
'cause you're living on your knees.
Rocket boy, you burn so bright,
and I believe you lie so beautifully when you get high.
You're all alone, rocket boy, come home.
F G C G F
Dad, it's me, again. I hate to call.
G G#
Could you come down?
C F
There's been an accident.
C Dm F
"Were you involved?"
"Yes, sir, no. Sir, they say I was."
Got home, cried alone.
The video will surely show.
No one knows.
I came this close to being me, but I lost us both.
Going in a circle and it's keeping you around.
You've been here forever but you've never been found.
You didn't want a witness
and I didn't want to see you living on your knees.
Rocket boy, come home.
Beautiful song. Hopefully you'll have more luck than me and find a pianist to play
it with. I'm not completely sure about the bridge, so please make improvements if
necessary. [email protected]
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