Biografia:
The Football Club are a folk-punk band from Footscray, Australia. They focus on making sad songs with big drunken choruses and heaped mouthfuls of words, telling stories on topics like sexuality, gender, friendship, and cheap red wine.
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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!
[Verse 1]
E B
That black dog that waits at your back door
C#m A
You leave scraps it keeps coming back for
E B
If you stop feeding that black dog
C#m B A
Maybe it won't come back no more
E B
You risk your life to make sure that it's safe
C#m A
You let it sleep in the bows of your ribcage
E B
If you stop feeding that black dog
C#m B A
Maybe it won't come back again
A E
I know it's hard to go it alone
B F#m
But my love, you're a {bag of bones?]
A B
They're gonna eat you alive here and sell
[Verse 2]
E B
When it comes and hangs around your feet
C#m A
And brings you dead things it's found on the street
E B
You'd better stop feeding that black dog
A E
Or you might be next, baby
E B
I was once glad just to be around you
C#m A
But you've not been the same since it found you
E B
If you stop feeding that black dog
A E
Maybe mine won't come around too
[Verse 3]
A E
I know you miss all the love it brought
B F#m
But it's not worth the trouble it caused
F#m B
You're better off lonely because
E B
That black dog that waits at your back door
C#m A
You leave scraps it keeps coming back for
E B
If you stop feeding that black dog
C#m B
Maybe it won't come back no more
E B
If you stop feeding that black dog
A E
Maybe it won't come back no more
E B
That black dog that waits at your back door
C#m A
You leave scraps it keeps coming back for
E B
If you stop feeding that black dog
C#m B A
Maybe it won't come back no more
E B
You risk your life to make sure that it's safe
C#m A
You let it sleep in the bows of your ribcage
E B
If you stop feeding that black dog
C#m B A
Maybe it won't come back again
A E
I know it's hard to go it alone
B F#m
But my love, you're a {bag of bones?]
A B
They're gonna eat you alive here and sell
[Verse 2]
E B
When it comes and hangs around your feet
C#m A
And brings you dead things it's found on the street
E B
You'd better stop feeding that black dog
A E
Or you might be next, baby
E B
I was once glad just to be around you
C#m A
But you've not been the same since it found you
E B
If you stop feeding that black dog
A E
Maybe mine won't come around too
[Verse 3]
A E
I know you miss all the love it brought
B F#m
But it's not worth the trouble it caused
F#m B
You're better off lonely because
E B
That black dog that waits at your back door
C#m A
You leave scraps it keeps coming back for
E B
If you stop feeding that black dog
C#m B
Maybe it won't come back no more
E B
If you stop feeding that black dog
A E
Maybe it won't come back no more
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