Biografia:
The Veils é uma banda formada em Londres, liderada pelo vocalista/compositor, Finn Andrews. Andrews é fortemente influenciado por Patti Smith, Bob Dylan e Tom Waits. Em 2001 veio a 1° formação da banda: Finn Andrews (vocal e guitarra), Ben Woollacott (bateria), Adam Kinsella (contrabaixo) e Oliver Drake (guitarra). Eles gravaram juntos o "The Runaway Found", deste veio o single "Lavinia," que foi muito bem recebido pelas rádios no Reino Unido.
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Outras músicas:
- A Birthday Present
- Advice For Young Mothers To Be
- Birds
- Calliope
- Dominoes
- Grey Lynn Park
- House She Lived In
- Iodine And Iron
- Leavers Dance
- Low Lays The Devil
- Not Yet
- Nux Vomica
- Scarecrow
- Sit Down By The Fire
- Sun Gangs
- Swimming With The Crocodiles
- The Letter
- The Stars Came Out Once The Lights Went Out
- Through The Deep Dark Wood
- Tide That Left And Never Came Back
- Turn From The Rain
- Under The Folding Branches
- Us Godless Teenagers
- Us In Leaves
- Valleys Of New Orleans
- Wild Son
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The Veils - Nux Vomica - Nux Vomica
Standard tuning: Eadgbe
Am
C
G
Pretty easy... once you've mastered the strumming pattern!
Intro: Am C G
Am C G Am
What Say you Lord For the olive boys down in the house of corrections
C G Am
As they try for love and any form of ascension
C G Am
Am I on the right train headed in the wrong direction?
C G
What say you Lord What say you Lord
Am I living wrong? Do you see a long road with no one on it
And the right of men that you only learnt to forget
You see my sad wife and my high margin of profit
But you don't care at all You don't care... at all
What say you Lord Now that they're breeding all our animals insane
And the remedy is growing harder to obtain
There's a white horse running wild through the switch-cane
I can hear him now And I fear him
Interlude
'Til Kingdom come Caught in this frenzy of elimination
Such an irreparable disintegration
My body's twitching with a ready expectation
For Kingdom come My Kingdom!
What say you Lord Why is the truth of this so hard to unveil?
Though it's true I never knew what this would entail
From the hands of Christ to the heads of the Daily Mail
I'll see you all And I'll raise you
Interlude
What say you Lord I wonder when this light is brought up for sale
With the weight of love and the grace of a Baleen Whale
Will the severed Heads of State be at all curtailed
Will they be here at all - When they're dead and gone?
What say you Lord Of the serpent-talied, forbidden fish of the harbours
And the ready-men, defiant drinkers and charmers
All lost and summoning the face of their fathers
Can see them now? I can see them
What say you all Do I believe it if I do not want it
Do I lie alone and keeps my cold hands off it
Honey, it ain't hard to lose your grip in the midst of all of this
But it ain't far to fall It's not far at all
Standard tuning: Eadgbe
Am
C
G
Pretty easy... once you've mastered the strumming pattern!
Intro: Am C G
Am C G Am
What Say you Lord For the olive boys down in the house of corrections
C G Am
As they try for love and any form of ascension
C G Am
Am I on the right train headed in the wrong direction?
C G
What say you Lord What say you Lord
Am I living wrong? Do you see a long road with no one on it
And the right of men that you only learnt to forget
You see my sad wife and my high margin of profit
But you don't care at all You don't care... at all
What say you Lord Now that they're breeding all our animals insane
And the remedy is growing harder to obtain
There's a white horse running wild through the switch-cane
I can hear him now And I fear him
Interlude
'Til Kingdom come Caught in this frenzy of elimination
Such an irreparable disintegration
My body's twitching with a ready expectation
For Kingdom come My Kingdom!
What say you Lord Why is the truth of this so hard to unveil?
Though it's true I never knew what this would entail
From the hands of Christ to the heads of the Daily Mail
I'll see you all And I'll raise you
Interlude
What say you Lord I wonder when this light is brought up for sale
With the weight of love and the grace of a Baleen Whale
Will the severed Heads of State be at all curtailed
Will they be here at all - When they're dead and gone?
What say you Lord Of the serpent-talied, forbidden fish of the harbours
And the ready-men, defiant drinkers and charmers
All lost and summoning the face of their fathers
Can see them now? I can see them
What say you all Do I believe it if I do not want it
Do I lie alone and keeps my cold hands off it
Honey, it ain't hard to lose your grip in the midst of all of this
But it ain't far to fall It's not far at all
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