Biografia:
About Matt Pless
"The trouble with writing about yourself is that you can't fool around. If you write about someone else, you can stretch the truth from here to Finland. If you write about yourself, the slightest deviation makes you realize instantly that there may be honor among thieves, but you are just a dirty liar."------Groucho Marx-------- Matt Pless is a solo artist from Baltimore Maryland. He has played shows all over the country, from the streets and subways of New York City, to sunny Venice Beach California.
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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!
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E A7 E
the foundation shakes as the dominoes fall
B7
the pocekts are emplty the shelters are full
E A7
and the prices keep rising in spite of it all
E B7 E
in a prison where no one is lookin
E A7
philosophies fly from both sides of the fence
E B7
the light at the end of the tunnel grows dim
E A7
all the pieces are braced for a war we cant win
E A7 E
where the problem out runs the solution
A7 E
so you better save you better save your tears mommy don't you cry
B7 E
beaucse where there's smoke there's fire and the waters running dry
A7 E B7
while politicains funnek money with the wink of an eye
E
we're goin hungry in teh breadline tongiht
E A7
the entrepenuers claw their way to the top
E B7
the squatters all pan handle down on thier luck
E A7
everybody wants more and that's never enough
E B7
we forget what we've got to begin with
E A7 E
the bankers count coins under blankets of gols
B7
consumers complain while they buy what their sold
E A7
and the titanic sails where the snake oil flows
E B7 E
and teh sharks circle under the surface
A7 E
so you better save you better save your tears mommy don't you cry
B7 E
beaucse where thEre's smoke there's fire and the wates running dry
A7 E B7
while politicians guzzle 100 dollar bottles of wine
E
we're goin hungry in teh breadline tonight
E A7 E
i've see nhighways of people all filled up for miles
B7
they're draggin their feet while they carry their lives
E A7
in an old world that's dying they try to survive
E B7 E
0n the scraps of what's left to believe in
E A7 E
so heres to tomorrow for better or worse
B7
we all make the journey from cradle to hearse
E A7
and it breaks you and takes you for all that your worth
E A7 E
and the cycle jsut keeps on repeating
A7 E
But you better save you better save your tears mommy don't you cry
B7 E
beaucse where there's smoke there's fire and the wates running dry
A7 E B7
while politicains make descicions that could cost you your life
E
we're goin hungry in the breadline tonight
E A7 E
the foundation shakes as the dominoes fall
B7
the pocekts are emplty the shelters are full
E A7
and the prices keep rising in spite of it all
E B7 E
in a prison where no one is lookin
E A7
philosophies fly from both sides of the fence
E B7
the light at the end of the tunnel grows dim
E A7
all the pieces are braced for a war we cant win
E A7 E
where the problem out runs the solution
A7 E
so you better save you better save your tears mommy don't you cry
B7 E
beaucse where there's smoke there's fire and the waters running dry
A7 E B7
while politicains funnek money with the wink of an eye
E
we're goin hungry in teh breadline tongiht
E A7
the entrepenuers claw their way to the top
E B7
the squatters all pan handle down on thier luck
E A7
everybody wants more and that's never enough
E B7
we forget what we've got to begin with
E A7 E
the bankers count coins under blankets of gols
B7
consumers complain while they buy what their sold
E A7
and the titanic sails where the snake oil flows
E B7 E
and teh sharks circle under the surface
A7 E
so you better save you better save your tears mommy don't you cry
B7 E
beaucse where thEre's smoke there's fire and the wates running dry
A7 E B7
while politicians guzzle 100 dollar bottles of wine
E
we're goin hungry in teh breadline tonight
E A7 E
i've see nhighways of people all filled up for miles
B7
they're draggin their feet while they carry their lives
E A7
in an old world that's dying they try to survive
E B7 E
0n the scraps of what's left to believe in
E A7 E
so heres to tomorrow for better or worse
B7
we all make the journey from cradle to hearse
E A7
and it breaks you and takes you for all that your worth
E A7 E
and the cycle jsut keeps on repeating
A7 E
But you better save you better save your tears mommy don't you cry
B7 E
beaucse where there's smoke there's fire and the wates running dry
A7 E B7
while politicains make descicions that could cost you your life
E
we're goin hungry in the breadline tonight
Matt Schofield
Matt Sharp
Matt Shephardson
Matt Shockley
Matt Skiba