Biografía:
Bad Astronaut fue un grupo indie/punk rock fundado en el año 200 por Joey Cape, cantante de Lagwagon. Junto a Bad Astronaut, Joey Cape exploró un nuevo estilo de pop, con letras que solian tratar de los profundos e intricados asuntos personales.
La continuación del album de 2002 "Houston: We Have a Drinking Problem" fue titulado "Twelve Small Steps, One Giant Disappointment", que fue lanzado el 14 de noviembre de 2006 por Fat Wreck Chords. En el MySpace de la banda
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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!
Artist: Bad Astronaut
Song: Disarm
Album: Houston: We Have A Drinking Problem
Tabbed by: Don Tago
email: [email protected]
Standard Tuning
Verse:
D A Bm
I'm coming home,
F# G D G
I'm not bound anymore on the brink of nothing
A
I'm just starting something.
D A Bm F# G
I am dog boy, overwhelmed, unemployed,
D G A
An arsenal of outbursts but I'm just saying it first.
D A Bm F# G
I don't want to lose everything that we grew.
D G A
I'm not cutting you down, I'm just carrying the axe.
Chorus:
G D F#
Knowing it's half bad, knowing its a little sad
Bm F# G A F#
and theres blood on our hands. I hate this.
G D F#
No one at the wheel, everyone is here to feel,
Bm F# G A Bm A A A
Verse
I'm coming home. We aren't sound anymore,
I can't build a purpose in this falling structure.
I'm not tearing it down, I just can't find the sound.
I'm disarming the bomb before it goes off.
Chorus
Knowing it's half bad, knowing it's all smiling sad.
And the gun in my hand is empty.
I am Mr. Guilt, everyone is here to feel.
Bm F# G A x3
Bm F# G A A
I thank you all so much for my next trick, next trip,
(D A Bm F# G D G: repeat to end with some variation)
drive home.
Song: Disarm
Album: Houston: We Have A Drinking Problem
Tabbed by: Don Tago
email: [email protected]
Standard Tuning
Verse:
D A Bm
I'm coming home,
F# G D G
I'm not bound anymore on the brink of nothing
A
I'm just starting something.
D A Bm F# G
I am dog boy, overwhelmed, unemployed,
D G A
An arsenal of outbursts but I'm just saying it first.
D A Bm F# G
I don't want to lose everything that we grew.
D G A
I'm not cutting you down, I'm just carrying the axe.
Chorus:
G D F#
Knowing it's half bad, knowing its a little sad
Bm F# G A F#
and theres blood on our hands. I hate this.
G D F#
No one at the wheel, everyone is here to feel,
Bm F# G A Bm A A A
Verse
I'm coming home. We aren't sound anymore,
I can't build a purpose in this falling structure.
I'm not tearing it down, I just can't find the sound.
I'm disarming the bomb before it goes off.
Chorus
Knowing it's half bad, knowing it's all smiling sad.
And the gun in my hand is empty.
I am Mr. Guilt, everyone is here to feel.
Bm F# G A x3
Bm F# G A A
I thank you all so much for my next trick, next trip,
(D A Bm F# G D G: repeat to end with some variation)
drive home.
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