Biografia:
The Holloways são um quarteto de indie rock do norte de Londres, Inglaterra.
A banda formou-se no pub Nambucca na Holloway Road em 2004. Seus integrantes são Alfie Jackson (vocais, guitarra, gaita), Rob Skipper (vocais, guitarra, violino), Bryn Fowler (baixo, vocais) e Dave Danger (bateria, chocalho).
Rob Skipper também fez colaborações com a banda Larrikin Love.
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Outras músicas:
- Generator
- Most Lonely Faces
- Re-invent Myself
- Aaa
- Alcohol
- Aspirin
- Cool Down
- Diamonds And Pearls
- Happiness And Pennyless
- Here We Go Again
- I Should Say Something
- Knock Me Down
- Little Johnny Went To Parliament
- Malcontented One
- Most Lonely Face
- Nothing For The Kids
- On The Bus
- One Mad Kiss
- Re
- Thanks To All The Girls Ill Never Love
- Two Left Feet
- Your Fragrance Was Worn By An Ex Of Mine
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
Dm Cm
Well it was only this morning that I realised
Dm Cm Bb
my conscience's been sleeping while I've been alive
Dm Cm
There's things in the past that I let pass me by
Dm Cm Dm Cm Bb
and now I regret that I never did stop to ask why
Bb Bb Eb Bb
[Verse]
Bb Eb Bb
A man with the bag and the walking stick limps up and down my road
Bb Eb Bb
The kids in the cafe they point and laugh where is their moral code
Gm F Dm Eb
I should say something but I say nothing I haven't got the nerve
Cm F
He's in the twilight years of his life this ain't what he deserves
[Verse]
Bb Eb Bb
A high street fright on a Friday night, a coward hits his lady
Bb Eb Bb
He cries out "Bitch, you must be mad, why'd you disobey me?"
Gm F Dm Eb
And we should do something but we do nothing the public eye turns blind
Cm F
Domestic violence is met with silence in apathetic times
[Chorus]
Dm Gm Cm
And would she have said yes, when wearing her white dress
F
if violence was included in his vows?
Dm Gm Cm
I'm sure that she hates it, but she tolerates it
F
she's married to him now
Bb Bb Eb Bb
[Verse]
Bb Eb Bb
A starving girl cries on TV, dying in a third world nightmare
Bb Eb Bb
Slouching back we sympathise from the comfort of our armchairs
Gm F Dm Eb
We should give something but we give nothing only a little loose change
Cm F
It's quite appalling when tears are falling more often than the rain
[Verse]
Bb Eb Bb
And if you see a mother swear at her poor innocent child
Bb Eb Bb
Do you ever stop and say to her why are you so vile
Gm F Dm Eb
That kid will grow up to be a fuck-up just like his dear young mum
Cm F
His little heart is falling apart under your spiteful tongue
[Chorus]
Dm Gm Cm
And does this kid deserve this, born into a right mess
F
The sad thing is he's not the only one
Dm Gm Cm
And I'm sure that he hates it, but he tolerates it
F
A boy can't choose his mum
F (6x)
Bb
Bb
Dm Cm
Well it was only this morning that I realised
Dm Cm Bb
my conscience's been sleeping while I've been alive
Dm Cm
There's things in the past that I let pass me by
Dm Cm Dm Cm Bb
and now I regret that I never did stop to ask why
Bb Bb Eb Bb
[Verse]
Bb Eb Bb
A man with the bag and the walking stick limps up and down my road
Bb Eb Bb
The kids in the cafe they point and laugh where is their moral code
Gm F Dm Eb
I should say something but I say nothing I haven't got the nerve
Cm F
He's in the twilight years of his life this ain't what he deserves
[Verse]
Bb Eb Bb
A high street fright on a Friday night, a coward hits his lady
Bb Eb Bb
He cries out "Bitch, you must be mad, why'd you disobey me?"
Gm F Dm Eb
And we should do something but we do nothing the public eye turns blind
Cm F
Domestic violence is met with silence in apathetic times
[Chorus]
Dm Gm Cm
And would she have said yes, when wearing her white dress
F
if violence was included in his vows?
Dm Gm Cm
I'm sure that she hates it, but she tolerates it
F
she's married to him now
Bb Bb Eb Bb
[Verse]
Bb Eb Bb
A starving girl cries on TV, dying in a third world nightmare
Bb Eb Bb
Slouching back we sympathise from the comfort of our armchairs
Gm F Dm Eb
We should give something but we give nothing only a little loose change
Cm F
It's quite appalling when tears are falling more often than the rain
[Verse]
Bb Eb Bb
And if you see a mother swear at her poor innocent child
Bb Eb Bb
Do you ever stop and say to her why are you so vile
Gm F Dm Eb
That kid will grow up to be a fuck-up just like his dear young mum
Cm F
His little heart is falling apart under your spiteful tongue
[Chorus]
Dm Gm Cm
And does this kid deserve this, born into a right mess
F
The sad thing is he's not the only one
Dm Gm Cm
And I'm sure that he hates it, but he tolerates it
F
A boy can't choose his mum
F (6x)
Bb
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