Biografia:
Originário de Manchester, o quarteto destaca-se por seu indie pop de primeira linha e um vocal nada clichê. Seu álbum de estréia intitulado MAN ALIVE, foi lançado no Reino Unido em agosto de 2010.
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Outras músicas:
- Blast Doors
- Brainchild
- Breadwinner
- Cant Do
- Cough Cough
- Desire
- Distant Past
- Dont Try
- Duet
- Final Form
- Get To Heaven
- Ivory Tower
- Kemosabe
- Leave The Engine Room
- My Kz Ur Bf
- Nasa Is On Your Side
- No Reptiles
- Only As Good As My God
- Photoshop Handsome
- President Heartbeat
- Radiant
- Regret
- Run The Numbers
- Schoolin
- Spring Sun Winter Dread
- The Mariana
- The Peaks
- The Wheel Is Turning Now
- To The Blade
- Torso Of The Week
- Two For Nero
- Warm Healer
- We Sleep In Pairs
- White Whale
- Zero Pharaoh
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]
Fm
Slip from the trees to the dirt to the menace
Bb
To the wild to the car, under snow, cut to ribbons
Bb
Like a coral to your shin, like a manacle to swing
Fm
Fresh from the breast, now a river running fat
Bb
To the manor born a rat, to the manor born a flea
Bb
To a flood to a drain, now a rubber, now a chain
[Bridge]
F Dm
I was in the war
F Dm
You were in the war
[Verse 2]
Fm
Plump from the sugar-water pump
Bb
With the city at your back to the cannon with a match
Bb
From a milk into a mass grave never mind that, I can take that
Fm
Bones in a bowl like a toad-in-the-hole
Bb
Take the shape of the mould
Bb
Like a mummy on a pole and a merry little head bob around when you're dead
[Bridge]
F Dm
I was on my knees
F Dm
You were on your knees
[Chorus]
Fm
And no reptiles
Bb
Just soft boiled eggs in shirts and ties
Fm
Waiting for the flashing green man
Bb
Quivering and wobbling just like all the eggs you know
[Bridge]
F Dm
I’m going to kill a stranger
F Dm
So don’t you be a stranger
[Outro]
C Dm
Oh baby, it’s alright
C Bb F
It’s alright to feel like a fat child in a pushchair
C
Old enough to run
Bb Dm
Old enough to fire a gun
C Dm
Oh baby, it’s alright
C Bb F
It’s alright to feel like a fat child in a pushchair
C
Old enough to run
Bb Dm
Old enough to fire a gun
C Dm
Oh baby, it’s alright
C Bb F
It’s alright to feel like a fat child in a pushchair
C
Old enough to run
Bb Dm
Old enough to fire a gun
C Dm
Just give me this one night
C Bb
Just one night to feel
F
Like I might be on the right path
C
The path that takes me home
Bb Dm
Wise enough to know myself
C Dm
Just give me this one night
C Bb
Just one night to feel
F
Like I might be on the right path
C Bb Dm
Old enough to fire a gun
C Dm
Just give me this one night
C Bb
Just one night to feel
F
Like I might be on the right path
C
The path that takes me home
Bb Dm
Wise enough to know myself
C Dm
Just give me this one night
C Bb
Just one night to feel
Fm
Slip from the trees to the dirt to the menace
Bb
To the wild to the car, under snow, cut to ribbons
Bb
Like a coral to your shin, like a manacle to swing
Fm
Fresh from the breast, now a river running fat
Bb
To the manor born a rat, to the manor born a flea
Bb
To a flood to a drain, now a rubber, now a chain
[Bridge]
F Dm
I was in the war
F Dm
You were in the war
[Verse 2]
Fm
Plump from the sugar-water pump
Bb
With the city at your back to the cannon with a match
Bb
From a milk into a mass grave never mind that, I can take that
Fm
Bones in a bowl like a toad-in-the-hole
Bb
Take the shape of the mould
Bb
Like a mummy on a pole and a merry little head bob around when you're dead
[Bridge]
F Dm
I was on my knees
F Dm
You were on your knees
[Chorus]
Fm
And no reptiles
Bb
Just soft boiled eggs in shirts and ties
Fm
Waiting for the flashing green man
Bb
Quivering and wobbling just like all the eggs you know
[Bridge]
F Dm
I’m going to kill a stranger
F Dm
So don’t you be a stranger
[Outro]
C Dm
Oh baby, it’s alright
C Bb F
It’s alright to feel like a fat child in a pushchair
C
Old enough to run
Bb Dm
Old enough to fire a gun
C Dm
Oh baby, it’s alright
C Bb F
It’s alright to feel like a fat child in a pushchair
C
Old enough to run
Bb Dm
Old enough to fire a gun
C Dm
Oh baby, it’s alright
C Bb F
It’s alright to feel like a fat child in a pushchair
C
Old enough to run
Bb Dm
Old enough to fire a gun
C Dm
Just give me this one night
C Bb
Just one night to feel
F
Like I might be on the right path
C
The path that takes me home
Bb Dm
Wise enough to know myself
C Dm
Just give me this one night
C Bb
Just one night to feel
F
Like I might be on the right path
C Bb Dm
Old enough to fire a gun
C Dm
Just give me this one night
C Bb
Just one night to feel
F
Like I might be on the right path
C
The path that takes me home
Bb Dm
Wise enough to know myself
C Dm
Just give me this one night
C Bb
Just one night to feel
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Evil Skins
Evil Superstars
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