Biografía:
Socratic are an alternative rock band hailing from Cranford/Linden, New Jersey. They signed to Drive-Thru Records in 2004, released their debut full-length Lunch for the Sky in 2005, the Just Turn EP in 2006 and their Mark Hoppus-produced follow-up album Spread The Rumors in 2008
Socratic formed in 1999 and consists of Duane F. Okun, who sings vocals and plays the guitar, Kevin G. Bryan II who plays the guitar and sings back vocals, Vincent D'Amico who plays piano and also sings back vocals
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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!
Tuning- Standard
Intro - C F G F
Verse 1
C F
Drivers in the taxicabs. People live their roles.
G F
Thirty-five cents. Throw it in the toll.
C F
They don't know they're paying what is stealing all their food.
G F
They're forced into the melting pot where they're simmered and brewed.
G F
He loves being sick but he looks for a cure.
G F
He loves being sick
Chorus 1
C G
You can call this sane. You can call this eccentric.
Am F
He marks his books with steak knives.
Am F C G
All we are is lunch for the sky.
C G Am F
Why can't we be jazz musicians? A little melody will soon be missing.
Am F C G
All we are is lunch for the sky.
Verse 2 same as first
Let's all play the lottery so we can buy all our dreams.
I'm a self-helf video with the worst themes.
Everything I wanted was all in a dream.
I still wasn't much or was that just how I seem?
He loves being sick but he looks for a cure.
Chorus 2 same as first
Bridge
F G
I stood back to the countryside. I asked if you'd like to take a ride.
F G
My moods came in two stages. God-awful and contagious.
F G
I can't tell you what I want to say. The city digested yesterday.
F G
Death is not the end it is the cure.
Chorus 3 same as first
not sure on the last few chords they run through at the end but the very end
ends on C
Intro - C F G F
Verse 1
C F
Drivers in the taxicabs. People live their roles.
G F
Thirty-five cents. Throw it in the toll.
C F
They don't know they're paying what is stealing all their food.
G F
They're forced into the melting pot where they're simmered and brewed.
G F
He loves being sick but he looks for a cure.
G F
He loves being sick
Chorus 1
C G
You can call this sane. You can call this eccentric.
Am F
He marks his books with steak knives.
Am F C G
All we are is lunch for the sky.
C G Am F
Why can't we be jazz musicians? A little melody will soon be missing.
Am F C G
All we are is lunch for the sky.
Verse 2 same as first
Let's all play the lottery so we can buy all our dreams.
I'm a self-helf video with the worst themes.
Everything I wanted was all in a dream.
I still wasn't much or was that just how I seem?
He loves being sick but he looks for a cure.
Chorus 2 same as first
Bridge
F G
I stood back to the countryside. I asked if you'd like to take a ride.
F G
My moods came in two stages. God-awful and contagious.
F G
I can't tell you what I want to say. The city digested yesterday.
F G
Death is not the end it is the cure.
Chorus 3 same as first
not sure on the last few chords they run through at the end but the very end
ends on C
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