Biografía:
The Shins es el grupo de música del compositor, cantante y guitarrista James Mercer, formada por Jesse Sandoval (batería), Marty Crandall (teclados/guitarra/bajo) y Dave Hernández (bajo/guitarra) bajo el sello discográfico Sub Pop (famoso por ser el primero en contratar a Nirvana o Soundgarden). Su música se podría describir como Indie pop..
The Shins nace en Alburquerque, Nuevo México, de la mano de James Mercer, Jesse Sandoval y Marty Crandall
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Otras canciones:
- 40 Mark Strasse
- A Comet Appears
- Austrailia
- Bait And Switch
- For A Fool
- Girl On The Wing
- It's Only Life
- Kissing The Lipless
- New Slang
- Phantom Limb
- Pink Bullets
- Port Of Morrow
- September
- Simple Song
- Sleeping Lessons
- So Now What
- Australia
- Saint Simon
- A Call To Apathity
- Breathe
- Caring Is Creepy
- Celebate Life
- Celibate Life
- Cherry Hearts
- Dead Alive
- Eating Styes From Elephant Eyes
- Eating Styes From Elephants Eyes
- Fall Of 82
- Fantasy Island
- Fighting In A Sack
- Flake Music
- Girl Inform Me
- Gone For Good
- Half A Million
- Heartworms
- Its Only Life
- Know Your Onion
- Mildenhall
- Mines Not A High Horse
- My Seventh Rib
- Name For You
- No Way Down
- Nothing At All
- One By One All Day
- Painting A Hole
- Pam Berry
- Pariah King
- Past And Pending
- Plenty Is Never Enough
- Pressed In A Book
- Red Rabbits
- Rubber Ballz
- Sea Legs
- So Says I
- Sphagnum Esplanade
- Spilt Needles
- Split Needles
- The Fear
- The Past And Pending
- The Past And The Pending
- The Rifles Spiral
- The Waltz Is Over
- Theyll Soon Discover
- Those Bold City Girls
- Those To Come
- Turn A Square
- Turn On Me
- We Will Become Silhouettes
- Weird Divide
- When I Goose Step
- Won One Too Many Fights
- Young Pilgrims
- Your Algebra
¡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:
Am C F
Gold teeth and a curse for this town
C G
Were all in my mouth
C F Am G
Only I don't know how they got out, dear
Am C F
Turn me back into the pet
C G
I was when we met
C F Am G
I was happier then with no mind set
Chorus:
G C
And if you'd a took to me like
F C G
a gull takes to the wind
G C
Well, I'd a jumped from my tree
F C F C
And I'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
F C G
And the rest of our lives would'a fared well
Verse:
Am C F
New slang when you notice the stripes
C G
The dirt in your fries
C F
Hope it's right when you die
Am G
Old and bo..ny
Am C F
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall
C G
Never should'a called
C F
But my heads to the wall
Am G
And I'm lonely
Chorus:
G C
And if you'd a took to me like
F C G
a gull takes to the wind
G C
Well, I'd a jumped from my tree
F C F C
And I'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
F C G
And the rest of our lives would'a fared well
Verse:
Am C F
God speed all the baker's at dawn
C G
May they all cut their thumbs
C F
And bleed into their buns
Am G
'Till they melt away
Chorus:
G C
I'm looking in on the good life
F G
I might be doomed never to find
C
Without a trust or flaming fields
F G
Am I too dumb to refine?
C
And if you'd a took to me like
F C F C
Well I'd a danced like the queen of the eyesores
F C G
And the rest of our lives would'a fared well
Am C F
Gold teeth and a curse for this town
C G
Were all in my mouth
C F Am G
Only I don't know how they got out, dear
Am C F
Turn me back into the pet
C G
I was when we met
C F Am G
I was happier then with no mind set
Chorus:
G C
And if you'd a took to me like
F C G
a gull takes to the wind
G C
Well, I'd a jumped from my tree
F C F C
And I'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
F C G
And the rest of our lives would'a fared well
Verse:
Am C F
New slang when you notice the stripes
C G
The dirt in your fries
C F
Hope it's right when you die
Am G
Old and bo..ny
Am C F
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall
C G
Never should'a called
C F
But my heads to the wall
Am G
And I'm lonely
Chorus:
G C
And if you'd a took to me like
F C G
a gull takes to the wind
G C
Well, I'd a jumped from my tree
F C F C
And I'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
F C G
And the rest of our lives would'a fared well
Verse:
Am C F
God speed all the baker's at dawn
C G
May they all cut their thumbs
C F
And bleed into their buns
Am G
'Till they melt away
Chorus:
G C
I'm looking in on the good life
F G
I might be doomed never to find
C
Without a trust or flaming fields
F G
Am I too dumb to refine?
C
And if you'd a took to me like
F C F C
Well I'd a danced like the queen of the eyesores
F C G
And the rest of our lives would'a fared well
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