Biografía:
Perpetual Groove did not exist as it does now in the very beginning of its life. This story begins on the steps of the Savannah Civic Center, where Brock Butler met Adam Perry after freshman orientation at the Savannah College of Art & Design. A few yards away was their dormitory, The Oglethorpe House. This would be the site of their first jams together and many late night sessions with the other band members.
Adam & Brock immediately hit it off and soon began the search for the other pieces needed to form some sort of workable band.
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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!
[Verse 1]
D G
It's been about three weeks now, since I laid in her bed
D G
No rest for my soul I need, A little soul rest for my head
D G
See I've been dancing with possibility, playing with my razor blade
D
I lost the thing I thought I had, the thing that made me think I had
G
it made
[Chorus]
F#m G D
Why are you laying down? I say that it beats standing up
F#m G D
What's got you feeling so down, I hold up my empty cup
F#m G D
My friend, as you can see, I have nothing to pour
F#m G D
Invited in, I gave all I had and they showed me the door
F#m G D
They showed me the door
[Verse 2]
D G
It seems it's been forever now, I'm giving up on that bed
D G
I ain't got much soul left now, And I don't have that much bread
D G
I'm seeing that there are no more possibilities, I've tossed away my razor blade
D G
I never had the thing I thought I had, the thing that made me think
D G
I had it made. Think I had it made
[Chorus]
F#m G D
Why are you laying down? I say that it beats standing up
F#m G D
What's got you feeling so down, I hold up my empty cup
F#m G D
My friend, as you can see, I have nothing to pour
F#m G D
Invited in, I gave all I had and they showed me the door
F#m G D
They showed me the door
D G
It's been about three weeks now, since I laid in her bed
D G
No rest for my soul I need, A little soul rest for my head
D G
See I've been dancing with possibility, playing with my razor blade
D
I lost the thing I thought I had, the thing that made me think I had
G
it made
[Chorus]
F#m G D
Why are you laying down? I say that it beats standing up
F#m G D
What's got you feeling so down, I hold up my empty cup
F#m G D
My friend, as you can see, I have nothing to pour
F#m G D
Invited in, I gave all I had and they showed me the door
F#m G D
They showed me the door
[Verse 2]
D G
It seems it's been forever now, I'm giving up on that bed
D G
I ain't got much soul left now, And I don't have that much bread
D G
I'm seeing that there are no more possibilities, I've tossed away my razor blade
D G
I never had the thing I thought I had, the thing that made me think
D G
I had it made. Think I had it made
[Chorus]
F#m G D
Why are you laying down? I say that it beats standing up
F#m G D
What's got you feeling so down, I hold up my empty cup
F#m G D
My friend, as you can see, I have nothing to pour
F#m G D
Invited in, I gave all I had and they showed me the door
F#m G D
They showed me the door
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