Biografía:
The Smith Street Band (formerly Wil Wagner and the Smith Street Band) are an Australian rock band based in Melbourne, Victoria, in which the titular Smith Street can be found. The band currently consists of vocalist/guitarist Wil Wagner, lead guitarist/vocalist Lee Hartney, bassist Michael "Fitzy" Fitzgerald, keyboardist/guitarist/vocalist Lucy Wilson, guitarist/vocalist Jess Locke, and drummer Matt Bodiam. Born out of a backing band for the solo
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Otras canciones:
- 25
- Birthdays
- Calgary Girls Acoustic
- Death To The Lads
- Dont Fuck With Our Dreams
- Dont Mention The War
- Ducks Fly Together
- East London Summer
- Forrest
- Get High See Mice
- Get High See No One
- I Cant Feel My Face
- I Hope I Scare People On Public Transport
- I Hope You Find Your Way Home
- I Love Life
- I Scare Myself Sometimes
- I Want Friends
- It Kills Me To Have To Be Alive
- Its Alright I Understand
- Laughing Or Pretending To Laugh
- My Little Sinking Ship
- My New Dress Up Shoes
- Passiona
- Run Into The World
- Self Control
- Shine
- Sigourney Weaver
- Something I Can Hold In My Hands
- Song For You
- South East Facing Wall
- Suffer
- Surrey Dive
- The Arrogance Of The Drunk Pedestrian
- The Belly Of Your Bedroom
- Throw Me In The River
- Tom Busby
- When I Was A Boy I Thought I Was A Fish
- Why I Cant Draw
- Young Drunk
¡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 Am F x2
[Verse 1]
C Am F C Am F [stop]
The people in the apartments across the street, literally and metaphorically look down on me
C
Tangled in tenderness
Am F
Why do I have to live like this?
C
I was tempted by your company
Am F
And you've already noticed me
C Am F
I'm sorry for what I say when I don't know what I'm saying
C Am F
And you don't have to play this cat and mouse game I am playing
C Am F
I'm just a pretty sad person in a quite surreal place
C Am F
And I don't look up from my phone because I know I won't see your face
C Am F C [stop]
And it's pathetic, it's also not a competition
[Chorus]
C F Am G
And I'm absolutely infinitely more scared of you than you are of me
C F Am [stop]
And I've always been the one who cares too much
[Verse 2]
C F F
And I hope you're happy, I hope you've slept
Am G
I'll try not write another record about the pain in my chest
C F Am [stop]
I'm just so glad I could be someone that you wanted
C Am F
And I don't recognise these stars, I'm unfamiliar with this skyline
C Am F
I was born and bred in bars, now nothing man-made is in my eyeline
C Am F
Turn and walk back to the house that they saved after the war
C
And I am questioned once again
Am F
Get asked what I would do that for
C
And our host tells me I'm sick
Am F
Tentatively hands me a spliff
C
And I know he's forgotten my name
Am F
But I don't remember his
[Chorus]
C F Am G
And I'm absolutely infinitely more scared of you than you are of me
C F Am [stop]
And I've always been the one who cares too much
[Hook]
F C Am
And oh god if only it was that easy to run
G F
From what I've achieved, I've let it define me
C Am
I'm having panic attacks on German TV
G F
This is not work ethic, it's survival technique
C
And there's nothing I can really do
Am G F
So I sit in the band room, start fights to get attention from you
C Am
There is nothing I am qualified or smart enough to do
G F G F
Sit in the band room and start fights to get attention from you
[Verse 3]
C Am F
I walk off into the corn field, every cut's a new relief
C Am F
I might stop talking altogether if you stop talking to me
C
And if I'm really supposed to be here
Am F
Why has no one come to that conclusion
C
I'm out of place amongst the band boys
Am F
I can't suspend disillusion
C Am F
And music industry professionals yeah they can all go and fuck themselves
C Am F C
And it's just me and Chris, but he's stoned as shit and passing out
Am F C
That was okay once, for some reason it's sad now
Am F C Am F C
For some reason it's sad now, for some reason it's sad
C Am F x2
[Verse 1]
C Am F C Am F [stop]
The people in the apartments across the street, literally and metaphorically look down on me
C
Tangled in tenderness
Am F
Why do I have to live like this?
C
I was tempted by your company
Am F
And you've already noticed me
C Am F
I'm sorry for what I say when I don't know what I'm saying
C Am F
And you don't have to play this cat and mouse game I am playing
C Am F
I'm just a pretty sad person in a quite surreal place
C Am F
And I don't look up from my phone because I know I won't see your face
C Am F C [stop]
And it's pathetic, it's also not a competition
[Chorus]
C F Am G
And I'm absolutely infinitely more scared of you than you are of me
C F Am [stop]
And I've always been the one who cares too much
[Verse 2]
C F F
And I hope you're happy, I hope you've slept
Am G
I'll try not write another record about the pain in my chest
C F Am [stop]
I'm just so glad I could be someone that you wanted
C Am F
And I don't recognise these stars, I'm unfamiliar with this skyline
C Am F
I was born and bred in bars, now nothing man-made is in my eyeline
C Am F
Turn and walk back to the house that they saved after the war
C
And I am questioned once again
Am F
Get asked what I would do that for
C
And our host tells me I'm sick
Am F
Tentatively hands me a spliff
C
And I know he's forgotten my name
Am F
But I don't remember his
[Chorus]
C F Am G
And I'm absolutely infinitely more scared of you than you are of me
C F Am [stop]
And I've always been the one who cares too much
[Hook]
F C Am
And oh god if only it was that easy to run
G F
From what I've achieved, I've let it define me
C Am
I'm having panic attacks on German TV
G F
This is not work ethic, it's survival technique
C
And there's nothing I can really do
Am G F
So I sit in the band room, start fights to get attention from you
C Am
There is nothing I am qualified or smart enough to do
G F G F
Sit in the band room and start fights to get attention from you
[Verse 3]
C Am F
I walk off into the corn field, every cut's a new relief
C Am F
I might stop talking altogether if you stop talking to me
C
And if I'm really supposed to be here
Am F
Why has no one come to that conclusion
C
I'm out of place amongst the band boys
Am F
I can't suspend disillusion
C Am F
And music industry professionals yeah they can all go and fuck themselves
C Am F C
And it's just me and Chris, but he's stoned as shit and passing out
Am F C
That was okay once, for some reason it's sad now
Am F C Am F C
For some reason it's sad now, for some reason it's sad
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