Biografia:
Frightened Rabbit é uma banda Escocesa de indie rock de Selkirk, na Escócia. Formada em 2003. Composta por Scott Hutchison (vocais, guitarra), Grant Hutchison (bateria, vocais), Billy Kennedy (guitarra, teclados, baixo) e Andy Monaghan (teclados, guitarra, baixo). A banda já lançou até agora dois álbuns de estúdio, com seu segundo álbum, The Midnight Organ Fight, recebeu muitos elogios da crítica.
www.wearefrightenedrabbit.com
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Outras músicas:
- Fast Blood
- Fuck This Place
- Keep Yourself Warm
- My Backwards Walk
- Poke
- Acts Of Man
- An Otherwise Disappointing Life
- Backyard Skulls
- Be Less Rude
- Behave
- Blood Under The Bridge
- Boxing Night
- Break
- Candlelit
- Dead Now
- Death Dream
- Decembers Traditions
- Die Like A Rich Boy
- Fields Of Wheat
- Floating On The Forth
- Foot Shooter
- Fun Stuff
- Get Out
- Good Arms Vs Bad Arms
- Head Rolls Off
- Heads Roll Off
- Holy
- Home From War
- Housing In
- Housing Out
- How It Gets In
- I Feel Better
- I Wish I Was Sober
- Its Christmas So Well Stop
- Late March Death March
- Learned Your Name
- Little Drum
- Living In Colour
- Lump Street
- Nitrous Gas
- Not Miserable
- Nothing Like You
- Oil Slick
- Old Old Fashioned
- Rained On
- Roadless
- Set You Free
- Skip The Youth
- Snake
- Square 9
- Swim Until You Cant See Land
- The Greys
- The Loneliness And The Scream
- The Modern Leper
- The Twist
- The Woodpile
- The Wrestle
- Things
- Woke Up Hurting
- Yawns
- Yes I Would
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!
Standard Tuning, live versions currently available sound to be Capo I
Might just be my preference, but Play D as 554030, sounds better than xx0232 or 200232
G 320033
Em 022000
C 332010
D 552030
|: G Em C D :|
G
It's boxing night
Em
I celebrate in style
C
with boxer shorts and spirits
D
floor litteed with ghosts of bottles passed
G
There's a naked hush
Em
clothed only with breath and a pulse
C
of a heart that is kicking
D
as though it is desperate to be born
G
and I'm hostage blind
Em
deaf to the din outside
C
Good Glasgow could burn to it's bones (timber?) tonight
D
and I'd barely blink an eye
G Em C D
G
well the clock just stopped
Em
put that on my fucking headstone (you can cut that into my headstone)
C
won't something move so I stop
D
staring a hole into the phone
C
you can get me at home
D
I'll be drinking to death
C
just me and these walls
D
and a beaten up chair
G
on boxing day
(G)
this is boxing night
Em
and someone lost an eye
C
well I swear I've lost the last drop
D
of whatever kept me awake, alive
G
we fell in the Forth from a heavy right hook
Em
to a blushed and swollen face
C
and in a single blow it's murdered
D
and now it takes years to waste away
G
well I can't call you all night any more
Em
I can't call you full stop
C
though you know you can call me up any time
D
call me whatever the fuck you want
C
you can get me at home
D
I'll be drinking to death
C
just me and these walls
D
and a beaten up chair
C
you can get me at home
D
I'll be drinking to death
C
just me and these walls
D
and my beaten up chair
G
on boxing day
|: (G) Em C D :| Repeat A few times; end on G
Might just be my preference, but Play D as 554030, sounds better than xx0232 or 200232
G 320033
Em 022000
C 332010
D 552030
|: G Em C D :|
G
It's boxing night
Em
I celebrate in style
C
with boxer shorts and spirits
D
floor litteed with ghosts of bottles passed
G
There's a naked hush
Em
clothed only with breath and a pulse
C
of a heart that is kicking
D
as though it is desperate to be born
G
and I'm hostage blind
Em
deaf to the din outside
C
Good Glasgow could burn to it's bones (timber?) tonight
D
and I'd barely blink an eye
G Em C D
G
well the clock just stopped
Em
put that on my fucking headstone (you can cut that into my headstone)
C
won't something move so I stop
D
staring a hole into the phone
C
you can get me at home
D
I'll be drinking to death
C
just me and these walls
D
and a beaten up chair
G
on boxing day
(G)
this is boxing night
Em
and someone lost an eye
C
well I swear I've lost the last drop
D
of whatever kept me awake, alive
G
we fell in the Forth from a heavy right hook
Em
to a blushed and swollen face
C
and in a single blow it's murdered
D
and now it takes years to waste away
G
well I can't call you all night any more
Em
I can't call you full stop
C
though you know you can call me up any time
D
call me whatever the fuck you want
C
you can get me at home
D
I'll be drinking to death
C
just me and these walls
D
and a beaten up chair
C
you can get me at home
D
I'll be drinking to death
C
just me and these walls
D
and my beaten up chair
G
on boxing day
|: (G) Em C D :| Repeat A few times; end on G
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