Biografía:
¡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:
C, Em, Am, F,
Verse 1:
C Em
Milemarker twenty-seven says we’re on the way to Heaven
Am F
And I smile at the passenger seat
C
Forty miles from Chicago
Em
There is snow on the windshield
Am F
And you’re downtown dragging your feet
C Em
Now I’m circling the block around Union Central Station
Am F
And there are bullets flying into the car
C Em
It’s the same as it’s always been
Am F
It’s the same as it’s always been
C
Two-hundred miles from Chicago
Em
There is blood on the windshield
Am F
And I am reeling as you gather your things
C
I said I don’t know what to do anymore
Em
As if I knew what to do before
Am F
I can f ck up almost anything
Chorus 1:
C Em Am F
I don’t think that I would exactly call it love
C Em
But it’s dripping down my consciousness
Am F
Miss you’re slipping down my lungs
Verse 2:
C Em
I want to build you a protest out of sticks and rocks
Am F
I find in the backyard behind the house you grew up in
C Em
In loving memory of all our nonconformity
C Em
I want to sing you a signal that reaches only the ears
Am F
Of young disenfranchised straight white boys
C Em
Because that would feel normal
Am F
and none of this does
Chorus 2:
C Em Am F
I don’t think that I would exactly call it love
C Em
But it’s dripping down my consciousness
Am F
As you’re slipping down my lungs
C Em Am F
So save it for a rainy day and maybe then you’ll see
C Em Am F
That I am like the earth old man there’s no way around me
C
But even in my dreams
Em
I still don’t know the difference between
Am F
What it is I want and what it is I need
C
I wanna see you be brave
Em
I wanna see you surviving
Am
I wanna see both of us
F
Prospering and thriving separately
C Em
I want the catharsis of knowing
Am F
Something bad’s about to happen
C Em Am F
But also knowing that I can’t do anything about it
C Em
Because your new house just don’t shut
Am F
Quite like the one you grew up in used to
C Em
I wanna come and visit
Am F C
I wanna see this through but
Em Am F
I never will because you’re just not what I need
C Em
And I am just not what you want
Am F
Though you’re in everyone I meet and
C Em
We’ll say fuck the banks but we’ll still use them every day
Am
And when we fight amongst ourselves
F
The banks will say Okay
C Em Am F
Have you been spending all your capital on causes you deem just You keep
C Em Am F
doing what you can we’ll keep doing what we must
C Em
So despite what you have learned
Am F
In songs for which you’d take a bullet
C Em
You won’t find objective truth
Am F
In a final rhyming couplet
C Em Am F
A couplet, a couplet, a coupleeeeeeeeeeet...
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