Biografía:
Firewater es una banda de rock indie fundada por Tod A. en 1995. El describe al grupo como "Una banda de bodas hechada a perder"
Despues de que Tod deja su anterior banda, Cop shoot Cop, forma Firewater para explorar los estilos de música que Cop shoot Cop apenas intento atisbar, como el klezmer, cabaret, ska, jazz, y formas del gypsy. Mas de una fuente ha describo la original alineación de Firewater como un "supergrupo Indie rock", basandose en el aporte de los otros miembros de la banda: Duane Denison de Jesus Lizard
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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]
D
[Verse 1]
D C
Wear the crown made of thorns on the day I was born
G D
By the light of a cold television
D C
And I remember the boss in his uniform
G D
As he marched from the field of vision
D C G D
[Verse 2]
D C
Well he didn't come home and it was just us alone
G D
The brat and the widowed civilian
D C
Then one April night after Ma took her life
G D
I fell down the street to oblivion
[Chorus 1]
G F D
And I took what the dumpsters were giving
G F D
And I did my best to survive
G F D
'Cause I figured that life's for the living
A
While you're alive
D
While you're alive
[Verse 3]
D C
Bring out the gin and the small violins
G D
I'm a raging success as a failure
D C
And it's colder than hell in this cardboard hotel
G D
Which I share with a chronic embezzler
[Verse 4]
D C
So I beat my retreat down Collister Street
G D
To one of my holy places
D C
And they tangled my wings with wire and string
G D
But I'm spinning in a whirlpool of faces
[Chorus 2]
G F D
And I'll take what the dumpsters are giving
G F D
And I'll do my best to survive
G F D
'Cause I still think that life's for the living
G F Bb G
Yes I still think that life's for the li---ving
[Instrumental Build]
Bb C D
[Singing comes back in]
D C G D
(Repeat progression x4)
[Chorus 3]
G F D
And I'll take what the dumpsters are giving
G F D
And I'll pray every night to St. Giles
G F D
But I still think that life's for the living
A
At least for a while
D
At least for a while
[Outro]
D C G
End on D
D
[Verse 1]
D C
Wear the crown made of thorns on the day I was born
G D
By the light of a cold television
D C
And I remember the boss in his uniform
G D
As he marched from the field of vision
D C G D
[Verse 2]
D C
Well he didn't come home and it was just us alone
G D
The brat and the widowed civilian
D C
Then one April night after Ma took her life
G D
I fell down the street to oblivion
[Chorus 1]
G F D
And I took what the dumpsters were giving
G F D
And I did my best to survive
G F D
'Cause I figured that life's for the living
A
While you're alive
D
While you're alive
[Verse 3]
D C
Bring out the gin and the small violins
G D
I'm a raging success as a failure
D C
And it's colder than hell in this cardboard hotel
G D
Which I share with a chronic embezzler
[Verse 4]
D C
So I beat my retreat down Collister Street
G D
To one of my holy places
D C
And they tangled my wings with wire and string
G D
But I'm spinning in a whirlpool of faces
[Chorus 2]
G F D
And I'll take what the dumpsters are giving
G F D
And I'll do my best to survive
G F D
'Cause I still think that life's for the living
G F Bb G
Yes I still think that life's for the li---ving
[Instrumental Build]
Bb C D
[Singing comes back in]
D C G D
(Repeat progression x4)
[Chorus 3]
G F D
And I'll take what the dumpsters are giving
G F D
And I'll pray every night to St. Giles
G F D
But I still think that life's for the living
A
At least for a while
D
At least for a while
[Outro]
D C G
End on D
First Call
First Class
First Cousins
First Date
First Kids
Fishboy
Fisher
Fisher Z
Fiskales Ad-Hok
Fismoll