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!
Hey guys,
Just got back from a 10 day road trip and I think I listened to this EP at least 20
times, I immediately felt the need to write it out. I'll have the other songs up soon too.
Tuning: Standard
Wil plays hammer-ons on some of the chords, they're pretty easy to sound out once you've
got the chords.
Intro: D (DaddG, Dsus)
VERSE 1:
D A Bm G
Speak of the handsome devil, oh when will I wear you like and hand in a glove?
D A Bm
You smother me, smother me, smother me in Morrissey like all the pretty ones
G
have done before,
D A Bm
And writing songs for you in the backyard of another house show,
G
When all I wanna do is sleep and all my friends wanna do is see me fall,
D A
Watching music television with the sound down,
Bm D
It's technicolor rainbows and I think it's kicking in now,
D A Bm G
And there's more confidential information on mainstream radio stations
D A Bm G
Someone famous just got caught,
D A Bm G
Someone famous just got a divorce
CHORUS
D A
So I walk into my front door and I'm going in swinging,
Bm G
I'm going down drinking like I swore that I wouldn't,
D A
And I'll come in singing and I'll walk out screaming,
Bm G D A Bm G
Cause no one gives a fuck anymore, no one cares about this but you
VERSE 2
D A
And I need a break from the city again,
Bm G
So I'll play in backwater pubs in no-name towns, pass out in your garden shed,
D A Bm
And last night I slept in the country estate of a pretty girl's parents' in
G
a single bed with my best friend,
D A Bm
And I woke up to air so clean and so fresh that I didn't dare light a
G
cigarette,
D A
As much as I love being near you,
Bm G
My favourite thing to do is to leave
D A Bm G
If you drive me home,
D A Bm G
I would've sat with you by the fire 'til my eyes closed
CHORUS 2
D Bm A G
I'd be happy, if American Spirit was nothing more than a brand of cigarettes,
D Bm A
And there are no more metaphors, this hunger feels like hunger,
G
A greedy, filthy need from the very pit of me,
D Bm
And am I the only one holding on by skin of my teeth,
A G
But I don't eat meat motherfucker, so I haven't got very strong teeth
D Bm
By the skin of my teeth, by the skin of my teeth,
A G
By the holes in the floor, the water that drips in through the cracks in the ceiling,
D Bm
By the mice in the walls, from the fingernail gash in the doorframe,
A G D Bm A G
From the blackened handprints on the south east facing wall
D Bm A G
Where I sit and I watch the heavy rain fall,
G
Yeah I sit and I watch Smith Street drown
**Disclaimer: There is a very good chance this tab is not 100% correct and I am okay
with that. Leave your respectful corrections or tips in the comments box and the tab will
be corrected**
If you're a fan of Wil's and The Smith Street Band I've got a couple SSB tabs up on UG.
(Self Control, Belly of your Bedroom, My New Dress Up Shoes, How They Made Us, Get High
See Mice)
Cheers!
By: Christian Suderman
Username: Sudey
Just got back from a 10 day road trip and I think I listened to this EP at least 20
times, I immediately felt the need to write it out. I'll have the other songs up soon too.
Tuning: Standard
Wil plays hammer-ons on some of the chords, they're pretty easy to sound out once you've
got the chords.
Intro: D (DaddG, Dsus)
VERSE 1:
D A Bm G
Speak of the handsome devil, oh when will I wear you like and hand in a glove?
D A Bm
You smother me, smother me, smother me in Morrissey like all the pretty ones
G
have done before,
D A Bm
And writing songs for you in the backyard of another house show,
G
When all I wanna do is sleep and all my friends wanna do is see me fall,
D A
Watching music television with the sound down,
Bm D
It's technicolor rainbows and I think it's kicking in now,
D A Bm G
And there's more confidential information on mainstream radio stations
D A Bm G
Someone famous just got caught,
D A Bm G
Someone famous just got a divorce
CHORUS
D A
So I walk into my front door and I'm going in swinging,
Bm G
I'm going down drinking like I swore that I wouldn't,
D A
And I'll come in singing and I'll walk out screaming,
Bm G D A Bm G
Cause no one gives a fuck anymore, no one cares about this but you
VERSE 2
D A
And I need a break from the city again,
Bm G
So I'll play in backwater pubs in no-name towns, pass out in your garden shed,
D A Bm
And last night I slept in the country estate of a pretty girl's parents' in
G
a single bed with my best friend,
D A Bm
And I woke up to air so clean and so fresh that I didn't dare light a
G
cigarette,
D A
As much as I love being near you,
Bm G
My favourite thing to do is to leave
D A Bm G
If you drive me home,
D A Bm G
I would've sat with you by the fire 'til my eyes closed
CHORUS 2
D Bm A G
I'd be happy, if American Spirit was nothing more than a brand of cigarettes,
D Bm A
And there are no more metaphors, this hunger feels like hunger,
G
A greedy, filthy need from the very pit of me,
D Bm
And am I the only one holding on by skin of my teeth,
A G
But I don't eat meat motherfucker, so I haven't got very strong teeth
D Bm
By the skin of my teeth, by the skin of my teeth,
A G
By the holes in the floor, the water that drips in through the cracks in the ceiling,
D Bm
By the mice in the walls, from the fingernail gash in the doorframe,
A G D Bm A G
From the blackened handprints on the south east facing wall
D Bm A G
Where I sit and I watch the heavy rain fall,
G
Yeah I sit and I watch Smith Street drown
**Disclaimer: There is a very good chance this tab is not 100% correct and I am okay
with that. Leave your respectful corrections or tips in the comments box and the tab will
be corrected**
If you're a fan of Wil's and The Smith Street Band I've got a couple SSB tabs up on UG.
(Self Control, Belly of your Bedroom, My New Dress Up Shoes, How They Made Us, Get High
See Mice)
Cheers!
By: Christian Suderman
Username: Sudey
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