Biografía:
Es una banda nacida en Los Angeles, California, U.S. la cual combina el género Indie con el Rock y
algunos tintes de Emo. Cuentan con cuatro albumes de estudio los cuales ya los han consagrado
a lo largo de su carrera:
Baseball: An Album by Sayanything - 2001
...Is a Real Boy - 2004
In Defense of the Genre - 2007
Say Anything - 2009
Ademas de cuatro EPs:
Junior Varsity - 2000
In Your Dreams - 2001
Menorah/Majora - 2002
For Sale Tour EP - 2004
Y siete singles, cinco videos musicales y catorce compilaciones.
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Otras canciones:
- A Walk Through Hell
- Alive With The Glory Of Love
- Cemetery
- Colorblind
- Death For My Birthday
- Do Better
- Every Man Has A Molly
- Hate Everyone
- High School Low
- I Love You More Than I Hate My Period
- I Used To Have A Heart
- I Want To Know Your Plans
- Less Cute
- Little Girls
- Manhattan
- Retarted In Love
- Say Anything
- She Got Away
- That Is Why
- The Futile
- Total Revenge
- Woe
- Wow,i Can Get Sexual Too
- A Boston Peace
- About Falling
- Admit It
- Ahh Men
- All Choked Up
- Anarchy My Dear
- Baseball But Better
- Belt
- Color Blind
- Crushd
- Eloise
- Goodbye Young Tutor Youve Now Outgrown Me
- Nibble Nibble
- Night Song
- No Games
- Nudity
- Peace Out
- People Like You Are Why People Like Me Exist
- Property
- Retarded In Love
- Shiksa Girlfriend
- Showdown At P
- Showdown In P
- Signal The Riflemen
- Slowly Through A Vector
- Spay Me
- That Is Why You Should Rock My World
- The Church Channel
- The Futile Acoustic
- The Word You Wield
- Thoughts On A Liberal Education
- Try To Remember Forget
- Walk Through Hell
- Where The Hurt Is Acoustic
- Wow I Can Get Sexual Too
- Yellow Cat Red Cat
¡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!
Verse:
D Bm
Chorus:
G E B A
Interlude/Pre-chorus:
G A B D A G
Never thought that I could feel such a slap in the face
Since my semester in New York where I drank it away
Social strategies are taught to bohemian crowds
And my love was like a food stamp handing it out
Though I fell in love with you, all fey and grizzled and mature
You left me naked, pining, whining on you bathroom floor
If it makes you jealous tell us just which boy we should adore
And we talk about myself so I don't mind that he's a bore
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
Mountain man, brag about your band to me
You got me hot with all those snide remarks about my poetry
But he gobbles up every single line about the stars
And how they scar my slightly chubby arms like brightly light cigars
So now, he's next to me
And I can feel you in my heart
You're everything
You're everything he'll never be
It's misery, and more specifically
I miss that day you spit on me
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
He has no inkling of your status or mind
He's just the glow that I splatter to bind
You and I like siamese twins
So let the sick sad game begin
Now, you're here again
And he will wonder where I've been
I'm giving in
But in my own opinion
That's how to be
Though I can hear him singing
All this envy's killing me
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
D Bm
Chorus:
G E B A
Interlude/Pre-chorus:
G A B D A G
Never thought that I could feel such a slap in the face
Since my semester in New York where I drank it away
Social strategies are taught to bohemian crowds
And my love was like a food stamp handing it out
Though I fell in love with you, all fey and grizzled and mature
You left me naked, pining, whining on you bathroom floor
If it makes you jealous tell us just which boy we should adore
And we talk about myself so I don't mind that he's a bore
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
Mountain man, brag about your band to me
You got me hot with all those snide remarks about my poetry
But he gobbles up every single line about the stars
And how they scar my slightly chubby arms like brightly light cigars
So now, he's next to me
And I can feel you in my heart
You're everything
You're everything he'll never be
It's misery, and more specifically
I miss that day you spit on me
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
He has no inkling of your status or mind
He's just the glow that I splatter to bind
You and I like siamese twins
So let the sick sad game begin
Now, you're here again
And he will wonder where I've been
I'm giving in
But in my own opinion
That's how to be
Though I can hear him singing
All this envy's killing me
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
He's like a less cute version of you
But he'll have to do
He's like a Wal-Mart version of you
But he'll have to do
He'll have to do
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