Biografía:
Tilly and the Wall es un grupo indie pop de Omaha, Nebraska. Su nombre fue originado del libro para niños llamado Tillie and the Wall escrito por Leo Lionni. Una de las características de este grupo es que posee una bailarina de claqué, en lugar de un baterista.
El grupo formado en 2001 después del fallecimiento de muchos grupos de Omaha, incluyendo el grupo de Conor Oberst llamado Park Ave., en el cual Neely Jenkins y Jamie Pressnall (entonces Jamie Williams) fueron miembros.
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Otras canciones:
- Freest Man
- Ice Storm Big Gust And You
- Let It Rain
- Lost Girls
- Rainbows In The Dark
- Shake Shake
- Bad Education
- Beat Control
- Bessa
- Blood Flower
- Brave Day
- Coughing Colors
- Dust Me Off
- Fell Down The Stairs
- I Always Knew
- Love Song
- Night Of The Living Dead
- Nights Of The Living Dead
- Perfect Fit
- Pot Kettle Black
- Reckless
- Shake It Out
- Sing Songs Along
- Static Expressions
- Tall Tall Grass
- The Freest Man
- You And I Misbehaving
¡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!
Artist: Tilly and the Wall
Song: Pot Kettle Black
Album: O
Standard tuning
Riff
e|--------------|
B|--------------|
G|--------------|
D|--------------|
A|-----3-5-3----|
E|--5--------5--|
Verse
(riff)
Am C
I bet you think we didn’t know
Am C
Didn’t even see the tides change
(riff)
Am C
But it’s a small, small world, girl
Am C
Getting even smaller every day
I bet you think we didn’t know
Didn’t even see the tides change
But it’s a small, small world, girl
Getting even smaller every day
Bridge
C
You can fake that smile
B
For a hollow while
D
But the kids all learn
E
Once those bridges burn
Verse
The trash washes up to shore
Even in this landlocked place
The shit gets thicker
It’s toxic. Get it out my face
The trash washes up to shore
Even in this landlocked place
The shit gets thicker
It’s toxic. Get it out my face
Bridge
And don’t be surprised
If they don’t buy your lies
Some of us can see through
Your stained glass eyes
Chorus
Am
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
G F
Talk that, talk that smack
Am
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
G F
Watch your, watch your back
Verse
Oh my god
Did you hear
About that bitch
And what she did?
I don’t believe it
Aw, aw
What a ho
What a tramp
What a slut
Chorus until end
Song: Pot Kettle Black
Album: O
Standard tuning
Riff
e|--------------|
B|--------------|
G|--------------|
D|--------------|
A|-----3-5-3----|
E|--5--------5--|
Verse
(riff)
Am C
I bet you think we didn’t know
Am C
Didn’t even see the tides change
(riff)
Am C
But it’s a small, small world, girl
Am C
Getting even smaller every day
I bet you think we didn’t know
Didn’t even see the tides change
But it’s a small, small world, girl
Getting even smaller every day
Bridge
C
You can fake that smile
B
For a hollow while
D
But the kids all learn
E
Once those bridges burn
Verse
The trash washes up to shore
Even in this landlocked place
The shit gets thicker
It’s toxic. Get it out my face
The trash washes up to shore
Even in this landlocked place
The shit gets thicker
It’s toxic. Get it out my face
Bridge
And don’t be surprised
If they don’t buy your lies
Some of us can see through
Your stained glass eyes
Chorus
Am
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
G F
Talk that, talk that smack
Am
Pot kettle, pot kettle black
G F
Watch your, watch your back
Verse
Oh my god
Did you hear
About that bitch
And what she did?
I don’t believe it
Aw, aw
What a ho
What a tramp
What a slut
Chorus until end
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