Biografia:
The Pink Spiders, Banda Dancepunk/Indie de Nashville, Tennessee. Formada por Matt Friction (vocal, guitarra), Joey B-side (Bateria), Rafael (Guitarra, teclado) e Richie (baixo). Eles têm 3 albuns (Hot Pink e Teenage Graffiti) e o terceiro foi lançado dia 23 de setembro de 2008. (Sweat It Out)
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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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STILL THREE SHY - The Pink Spiders
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Tabbed by: electric pie
A F#m
The interstates and eighteen wheelers
Bm E
The sketches on the rest stop bathoom stalls
C#m F#m Bm E
I call her from a hotel pay phone so far from it all
A F#m
The odometer is hypnotizing
Bm E
The tires turn the dirt for miles and miles
C#m F#m
I wanna see the Nashville skyline
Bm E
If only for awhile
C#m F#m
Cause I heard about the party last night
C#m F#m
I heard that there were drugs and fist fights
C#m F#m
When all I see are miles of streetlights
Bm EM
That's when I miss home
A F#m
So I try try try to forget it
Bm E
but I die inside every time I miss it
A
Cause you're still three shy
F#m Bm E
Don't you forget it's not a party when we're gone
A
And if the cops come by
A7/G D Dm
have a drink and tell them this one's for the boys
A F#m Bm E A D A E
And I will try try try to forget that I'm gone
A thousand miles until the ocean
Casinos sit a couple miles ahead
The city's in the rearview mirror, Tennessee's in bed
Now I'm drinking at the Blackjack table
A cigarette is hanging from my lips
My head is spinning round in circles as I take a sip
Cause I heard you split a cab home last night
I hope you found your way home alright
Cause underneath a sea of bright lights
I feel alright here
STILL THREE SHY - The Pink Spiders
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Tabbed by: electric pie
A F#m
The interstates and eighteen wheelers
Bm E
The sketches on the rest stop bathoom stalls
C#m F#m Bm E
I call her from a hotel pay phone so far from it all
A F#m
The odometer is hypnotizing
Bm E
The tires turn the dirt for miles and miles
C#m F#m
I wanna see the Nashville skyline
Bm E
If only for awhile
C#m F#m
Cause I heard about the party last night
C#m F#m
I heard that there were drugs and fist fights
C#m F#m
When all I see are miles of streetlights
Bm EM
That's when I miss home
A F#m
So I try try try to forget it
Bm E
but I die inside every time I miss it
A
Cause you're still three shy
F#m Bm E
Don't you forget it's not a party when we're gone
A
And if the cops come by
A7/G D Dm
have a drink and tell them this one's for the boys
A F#m Bm E A D A E
And I will try try try to forget that I'm gone
A thousand miles until the ocean
Casinos sit a couple miles ahead
The city's in the rearview mirror, Tennessee's in bed
Now I'm drinking at the Blackjack table
A cigarette is hanging from my lips
My head is spinning round in circles as I take a sip
Cause I heard you split a cab home last night
I hope you found your way home alright
Cause underneath a sea of bright lights
I feel alright here
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