Biografia:
Hop Along is an American indie rock band from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, formerly known as Hop Along, Queen Ansleis.
The band began as an acoustic freak-folk solo project Hop Along, Queen Ansleis in 2004, during Frances Quinlan's senior year in high school. The album Freshman Year was released in the summer of 2005. Three years later, in 2008, drummer Mark Quinlan (Frances Quinlan's brother) joined the project, followed by bassist Tyler Long in 2009.
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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]
Bb
[Verse]
Bb F Gm
Trying to change my mind about
how everything went
Bb
when the historian
Gm
on the radio said
Bb Gm
there is nothing in the world more dangerous than
F Gm
a defeated army headed home
(stay inside, civilian)
F D#
All I can tell from this old rock is
Gm
Someone is buried here
F
The joggers are the only ones
D#
comin in, and they just
Gm F Bb
keep on going
Bb G# Bb G# Bb G#
[Verse]
Bb Gm
At night I think I had trouble telling
Bb
bats from birds
Gm
Now I see
Bb Gm
Like cut up bits of paper
Bb Gm
Like little pairs of scissors
F
They tumble from the bridge
D# Gm
Up and into the dark
F D#
Thought up by a mind that must have been
Gm
Some kind of sinister
Bb
question mark
D# Bb D# Bb D#
[Verse]
Bb
Father gets up at
D#
4 a.m.
F
to post a motivational video
D#
on Youtube again–
Bb D#
“People of the world, nobody loves you
F
half as much as I
D#
am trying to.”
D# Bb D# Bb D#
[Verse]
Bb
On the train home
Gm
I am hoping
Bb Gm
that I get to be very old
F Gm
And when I’m old I’ll only see people from my past
Bb Gm
And they all will be happy to see me
[Ending] (x6)
F D#
we all will remember things the same
Gm
we all will remember things the same
Bb
[Verse]
Bb F Gm
Trying to change my mind about
how everything went
Bb
when the historian
Gm
on the radio said
Bb Gm
there is nothing in the world more dangerous than
F Gm
a defeated army headed home
(stay inside, civilian)
F D#
All I can tell from this old rock is
Gm
Someone is buried here
F
The joggers are the only ones
D#
comin in, and they just
Gm F Bb
keep on going
Bb G# Bb G# Bb G#
[Verse]
Bb Gm
At night I think I had trouble telling
Bb
bats from birds
Gm
Now I see
Bb Gm
Like cut up bits of paper
Bb Gm
Like little pairs of scissors
F
They tumble from the bridge
D# Gm
Up and into the dark
F D#
Thought up by a mind that must have been
Gm
Some kind of sinister
Bb
question mark
D# Bb D# Bb D#
[Verse]
Bb
Father gets up at
D#
4 a.m.
F
to post a motivational video
D#
on Youtube again–
Bb D#
“People of the world, nobody loves you
F
half as much as I
D#
am trying to.”
D# Bb D# Bb D#
[Verse]
Bb
On the train home
Gm
I am hoping
Bb Gm
that I get to be very old
F Gm
And when I’m old I’ll only see people from my past
Bb Gm
And they all will be happy to see me
[Ending] (x6)
F D#
we all will remember things the same
Gm
we all will remember things the same
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Hosanna(just Cho (...)
Hoshi
Hot Butter
Hot Chelle Rae