Biografia:
Good Luck are a punk band from Bloomington, Indiana comprised of past members of Matty Pop Chart, One Reason, K-10 Prospect, Abe Froman, Mt. Gigantic, Bodyhammer, and Los Gatos Negros.
Members:
Ginger Alford - Bass, Vocals
Matt Tobey - Guitar, Piano, Clarinet, etc... Vocals
Mike Harping - Drums, Saxophone
Good Luck formed in 2007, writing their first song on April 13th, 2007 and playing 16 shows that year. They also recorded a 6 song demo in October of 2007.
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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!
[Intro]
B F# G#m E (x2)
G#m B F# E B
[Chorus]
B
Had one hot cup of tea
F#
And too much time to think
G#m E B
So I rewrote the story of us
F#
Where I spoke eloquently
F#
And you responded gently
G#m E B
To the use of my soft language
[Verse]
B F#
But I still wore brown and blue
G#m E B
And my curly head of red was stylish
F#
All the drunk men and the cool kids
F#
Stepped aside with Kirkwood
G#m E
Humming like cicada's chorus
B G#m
Can't escape the feeling
E
That I've done this one before
F# B
On the elevator taking me up
G#m
To the top of the garage
E
Played tapes from the boombox
F# G#m E F# B
'Til the night turns to morning again
[Bridge]
B G#m B G#m
When we were young and brave we shook off every rule
B G#m B G#m
Maybe in our faith we acted like a fool
B G#m B G#m
Now there's shades of gray for everything we do
B G#m B G#m E
How I've longed for something that will make me feel like there's only one answer
B G#m B G#m
Now I skip to foolish fumbling when I hear your name
B G#m B G#m
And if this comes to nothing then it's all the same
G#m E
After so much waiting it's a welcome change
[Chorus]
B
Had two hot cups of tea
F#
And too much time to think
G#m E B
So I rewrote the story of us
F#
Where I spoke eloquently
F#
And you responded gently
G#m E B
To the use of my soft language
F#
Now there's nothing left to say
G#m E
It feels empty in your place
B F#
And I know I've lost my chance
G#m E
This is where we'll always stand
[Outro]
B F#
I never said nothing
G#m E
To move me towards you
B F#
I never did nothing
G#m E
To move me towards you
B F#
I never said nothing
G#m E
To move me towards you
B F#
I never said nothing
G#m E B
To move me towards you
B F# G#m E (x2)
G#m B F# E B
[Chorus]
B
Had one hot cup of tea
F#
And too much time to think
G#m E B
So I rewrote the story of us
F#
Where I spoke eloquently
F#
And you responded gently
G#m E B
To the use of my soft language
[Verse]
B F#
But I still wore brown and blue
G#m E B
And my curly head of red was stylish
F#
All the drunk men and the cool kids
F#
Stepped aside with Kirkwood
G#m E
Humming like cicada's chorus
B G#m
Can't escape the feeling
E
That I've done this one before
F# B
On the elevator taking me up
G#m
To the top of the garage
E
Played tapes from the boombox
F# G#m E F# B
'Til the night turns to morning again
[Bridge]
B G#m B G#m
When we were young and brave we shook off every rule
B G#m B G#m
Maybe in our faith we acted like a fool
B G#m B G#m
Now there's shades of gray for everything we do
B G#m B G#m E
How I've longed for something that will make me feel like there's only one answer
B G#m B G#m
Now I skip to foolish fumbling when I hear your name
B G#m B G#m
And if this comes to nothing then it's all the same
G#m E
After so much waiting it's a welcome change
[Chorus]
B
Had two hot cups of tea
F#
And too much time to think
G#m E B
So I rewrote the story of us
F#
Where I spoke eloquently
F#
And you responded gently
G#m E B
To the use of my soft language
F#
Now there's nothing left to say
G#m E
It feels empty in your place
B F#
And I know I've lost my chance
G#m E
This is where we'll always stand
[Outro]
B F#
I never said nothing
G#m E
To move me towards you
B F#
I never did nothing
G#m E
To move me towards you
B F#
I never said nothing
G#m E
To move me towards you
B F#
I never said nothing
G#m E B
To move me towards you
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