Biografía:
The Shins es el grupo de música del compositor, cantante y guitarrista James Mercer, formada por Jesse Sandoval (batería), Marty Crandall (teclados/guitarra/bajo) y Dave Hernández (bajo/guitarra) bajo el sello discográfico Sub Pop (famoso por ser el primero en contratar a Nirvana o Soundgarden). Su música se podría describir como Indie pop..
The Shins nace en Alburquerque, Nuevo México, de la mano de James Mercer, Jesse Sandoval y Marty Crandall
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Otras canciones:
- 40 Mark Strasse
- A Comet Appears
- Austrailia
- Bait And Switch
- For A Fool
- Girl On The Wing
- It's Only Life
- Kissing The Lipless
- New Slang
- Phantom Limb
- Pink Bullets
- Port Of Morrow
- September
- Simple Song
- Sleeping Lessons
- So Now What
- Australia
- Saint Simon
- A Call To Apathity
- Breathe
- Caring Is Creepy
- Celebate Life
- Celibate Life
- Cherry Hearts
- Dead Alive
- Eating Styes From Elephant Eyes
- Eating Styes From Elephants Eyes
- Fall Of 82
- Fantasy Island
- Fighting In A Sack
- Flake Music
- Girl Inform Me
- Gone For Good
- Half A Million
- Heartworms
- Its Only Life
- Know Your Onion
- Mildenhall
- Mines Not A High Horse
- My Seventh Rib
- Name For You
- No Way Down
- Nothing At All
- One By One All Day
- Painting A Hole
- Pam Berry
- Pariah King
- Past And Pending
- Plenty Is Never Enough
- Pressed In A Book
- Red Rabbits
- Rubber Ballz
- Sea Legs
- So Says I
- Sphagnum Esplanade
- Spilt Needles
- Split Needles
- The Fear
- The Past And Pending
- The Past And The Pending
- The Rifles Spiral
- The Waltz Is Over
- Theyll Soon Discover
- Those Bold City Girls
- Those To Come
- Turn A Square
- Turn On Me
- We Will Become Silhouettes
- Weird Divide
- When I Goose Step
- Won One Too Many Fights
- Young Pilgrims
- Your Algebra
¡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!
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She shone up bright like a knife
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Wearing tennis shorts made of stripes
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Hand in hand to the grass and we got it right
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Got it nice, nice, nice
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Just a glimpse of an ankle and I
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React like it's 1805
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And I'd swim to the poles just to find the right satellite
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It'll take all of my strength to give up
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'Cause you all know I tried
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So forget about it, girl
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Where your feet leave no prints on the ground
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Have I left my home just to whine in this microphone?
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It gets worse every time that we talk
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Can't afford to be just one in a flock
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But that's your lot
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When you're after such a well-made lock
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Who was classically trained to give up
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And my friends know I tried
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So forget about it, girl
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Even I don't know why
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I can't just stay the course
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Keep my hands on the wheel
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