Biografia:
David Keenan is an Irish singer-songwriter.
He is not just another lad with an acoustic guitar, he is the sound of Tim Buckley and Brendan Behan arguing over a few jars, while Kavanagh deals Bob Dylan a suspicious hand of cards, and Anthony Cronin and Jack Kerouac furiously try to scribble it all
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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Verse 1]
G D C G
I impersonate the iron age while you the age of gold
G D C Em
We learn upon a tight rope in delirium and grace
G D
We are street children we are urchins
C G
We love drinking from the well
G D
Tangled in each other on the marble floor
Em D G
Keeping the peace by preparing for war
[Verse 2]
G D C G
Well I smoked my recommendations in the name of our dormant dream
G D C G
You sold the last of the Chinese ink to a priest who then married a queen
G D C G
Wrap me up women's clothing for to keep the cold at bay
G D
The laughter kept us warm drawing maps upon the floor
Em Em D
Keeping the peace by preparing for war
G
Waho
Chorus]
G Em G Em
Let's hear some noise for a tuned in girl and boy
G Em D C
In the echos of the handball alley when the air is but a pregnant breath
Em D
No I won't pay rent I'm giving You up for lent
Em D
No I won't pay rent I'm giving You up for lent
Em D
But your whistling still remains in my ear
[Verse 3]
G D C G
I kneel in the name of not knowing then we sprint to the empty museum
G D C Em
You are covered in expectation while I get covered in mud
G D C Em
Oh I ask the moon for some counceling but she said oh she wasn't sure
G D
So I swam out to shallower waters
Em D
Keeping the peace by preparing for war
[Verse 4]
G D
I light a candle for safe passage
C G
Then we head to the freshers ball
G D
Dressed in clothes ancient Persian
C Em
We had stolen from saint Vincent de paul
G D C G
We agreed if we were to marry we'd build that house with an orange door
G D C Em D
Ink these words on our body keep the peace by preparing for war
G
Waho
[Chorus]
G Em G Em
Let's hear some noise for a tuned in girl and boy
G Em D
In the echos of the handball alley when the air is but a pregnant breath
Em D
No I won't pay rent I'm giving You up for lent
Em D
No I won't pay rent I'm giving You up for lent
Em D
But your whistling still remains in my ear
N.C
Sure it's been this way for years
Some whistling at the end
G D C
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