Biografia:
The artist formerly known as Cynics. Better known as 'haven't you shot up!' the history of which is often argued to be either due to his teenage growth spurt or his pretend heroin habit.
Born named Giles Alexander Romeo Bidder. He quickly became renound as GARB. His seedy past as naked brass player in seminal punk rock ska band F-BATS was an image he seeked to step out of and changed his name legally on Friday May 7th 2009 to Cynics. Kind of like Seal, or McLovin’s fake ID in Superbad.
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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!
C G C G
6AM's early but I've been sleeping my days short,
C G
So I got the northbound train to Junction.
C G
I rode my skateboard and collected rocks on the way
C G C G
I woke you up for the first time ever,
C G
Made you coffee, you couldn't believe your eyes
C G
Get out of bed, you know I'm not here to f-ck around
C C
I rode the bowls while you sat on the verge and read
G C Em D G C Em D
If I ever see you ride your bike away from me
G C Em D G C G
I swear I'll chase you all the way back to Hackney
G C Em D x4
G Em
I'm learning to appreciate the small things, not always action impulse
G Em C D
But to think while you're rolling your next cigarette
G Em
I'm taking in the pleasure from the freshly cut grass
G Em C D
Because you know I just act like I know what I'm doing here.
C D
Like I know what I'm doing here.
C D
Yeah I don't know what I'm doing here.
G C Em D G C Em D
If I ever see you ride your bike away from me
G C Em D G C G
I swear I'll chase you all the way back to Hackney
Essentially the rest of the song is this. Enjoy! Surprised this wasn't already up.
6AM's early but I've been sleeping my days short,
C G
So I got the northbound train to Junction.
C G
I rode my skateboard and collected rocks on the way
C G C G
I woke you up for the first time ever,
C G
Made you coffee, you couldn't believe your eyes
C G
Get out of bed, you know I'm not here to f-ck around
C C
I rode the bowls while you sat on the verge and read
G C Em D G C Em D
If I ever see you ride your bike away from me
G C Em D G C G
I swear I'll chase you all the way back to Hackney
G C Em D x4
G Em
I'm learning to appreciate the small things, not always action impulse
G Em C D
But to think while you're rolling your next cigarette
G Em
I'm taking in the pleasure from the freshly cut grass
G Em C D
Because you know I just act like I know what I'm doing here.
C D
Like I know what I'm doing here.
C D
Yeah I don't know what I'm doing here.
G C Em D G C Em D
If I ever see you ride your bike away from me
G C Em D G C G
I swear I'll chase you all the way back to Hackney
Essentially the rest of the song is this. Enjoy! Surprised this wasn't already up.
Great Northern
Great Peacock
Great White
Great Wide North
Great Wight