Biografia:
Brendan Lukens and Jake Ewald were high school friends from Brunswick, Maryland who began as an acoustic duo before relocating to Philadelphia, Pennsylvania to attend college; Lukens at Chestnut Hill College, and Ewald at Drexel University. They then met drummer Sean Huber and bassist Ian Farmer. Their name was inspired by a book that Lukens and Ewald found entitled “Modern Baseball Techniques” – owned by Ewald’s father on the evening they decided to form a band.
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Outras músicas:
- @chl03k
- Fine Great
- How Do I Tell A Girl I Want To Kiss Her
- I Think You Were My Profile Picture Once
- It's Cold Out Here
- Re-do
- See Ya Sucker
- Tears Over Beers
- Wedding Singer
- Your Graduation
- 240
- Alpha Kappa Fall Of Troy The Movie Part Deux
- And Beyond
- Apartment
- Apple Cider I Dont Mind
- Best Friend
- Casket
- Chl03K
- Cider Apple I Dont Mind
- Coals
- Death 4 My Birthday
- Everyday
- Going To Bed Now
- Hiding
- Hope
- Hours Outside In The Snow
- Intersection
- Its Cold Out Here
- Just Another Face
- Look Out
- Mass
- Note To Self
- Notes
- Palmcorder Yajna
- Play Ball
- Play Ball On Ukulele
- Pothole
- Re
- Revenge Of The Nameless Ranger
- Rock Bottom
- Seasonal Small Town Dreams
- Short
- The Old Gospel Choir
- The Thrash Particle
- The Waterboy Returns
- The Weekend
- This Song Is Gonna Buy Brendan Lukens A New Pair Of Socks
- Two Good Things
- Voting Early
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]
A C#m D D x2
[Verse]
A C#m D
Dead dreams and debauchery scenes
A C#m
I spent the last 3 bucks
D
On the last thing that I'll need
A C#m D Bm
There's no way that I'll end in the black for this term
E
Guess I got a lot to learn
A C#m D D x2
A C#m D
Eight hours on the top of a bus
A C#m
Just to find out in the end
D
I will never stop fallin' in love
A C#m D
I'm alright and I'm always getting better
A C#m D
Let the fire burn low cause we like it that way
A C#m
We let the ash flow down
D Bm
Our throats so stout but we don't mind the burn
E
We will never ever let it go out
A C#m D D x2
A C#m D
Open doors and sweat soaked floors
A C#m
You find it hard to miss your family
D
When everyday you're part of one more
A C#m D
Just slow down, baby take it all in
Bm E
And I promise you will never be angry again after this
[Chorus]
A D
Kicked out of the liquor store
F#m D
But we're not the type of guys to fall asleep on the floor anyway
A D
"You wanna join me for dinner?"
F#m
"Man I got so much to do"
D
But never once did I expect it not to tear me in two
A D
I'm alright and I'm always getting better
F#m D
Let the fire burn high cause we like it that way
A
We let the ash flow down
D F#m
Our throats so stout but we don't mind the burn
E A
We will never ever let it go out
[Outro]
A C#m D D
A C#m D E
A (hold)
A C#m D D x2
[Verse]
A C#m D
Dead dreams and debauchery scenes
A C#m
I spent the last 3 bucks
D
On the last thing that I'll need
A C#m D Bm
There's no way that I'll end in the black for this term
E
Guess I got a lot to learn
A C#m D D x2
A C#m D
Eight hours on the top of a bus
A C#m
Just to find out in the end
D
I will never stop fallin' in love
A C#m D
I'm alright and I'm always getting better
A C#m D
Let the fire burn low cause we like it that way
A C#m
We let the ash flow down
D Bm
Our throats so stout but we don't mind the burn
E
We will never ever let it go out
A C#m D D x2
A C#m D
Open doors and sweat soaked floors
A C#m
You find it hard to miss your family
D
When everyday you're part of one more
A C#m D
Just slow down, baby take it all in
Bm E
And I promise you will never be angry again after this
[Chorus]
A D
Kicked out of the liquor store
F#m D
But we're not the type of guys to fall asleep on the floor anyway
A D
"You wanna join me for dinner?"
F#m
"Man I got so much to do"
D
But never once did I expect it not to tear me in two
A D
I'm alright and I'm always getting better
F#m D
Let the fire burn high cause we like it that way
A
We let the ash flow down
D F#m
Our throats so stout but we don't mind the burn
E A
We will never ever let it go out
[Outro]
A C#m D D
A C#m D E
A (hold)
Modjo
Modo Avion
Moenia
Moffatts
Mofro