Biografía:
Pinhead Gunpowder es una banda de rock de East Bay Compuesta por Aaron Cometbus (Batería y letras), Bill Schneider (bajo), Billie Joe Armstrong (guitarra, voces) and Jason White (guitarra y voces).
Mike Kirsch (Guitarra y voces) formaba parte de la banda desde el su formación (1991) pero abandonó la banda por discrepancias con Billie Joe (sí, el cantante de green day), el nombre de la banda viene de una marca de te verde que el batería Aaron Cometbus tomaba con frecuencia en sus madrugones cuando curraba en el vertido de escombros.
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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!
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"Hey faggot", "How much?",
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"I'm gonna kick your ass motherfucker"
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There's two hundred punks in the park
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After all these years of feeling alone
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Back at home, walking down the street
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Like I was some kind of disease
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It curled up and wounded my pride
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There's a million Jews in New York
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And I'm one of them!
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There's a million stars in the sky
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And a million cars on the west side highway
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As I ride, I can feel the street
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Like a river(like a river), it flows rapidly
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Through the city, it propels
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Me towards a tragic, bloody crash oh well
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An inch from death seems to be
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The only place to find some peace
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The only place to ride a bike and
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