Biografia:
The Wonder Years é uma banda norte-americana de pop-punk de Lansdale, Pennsylvania, formada em junho de 2005. Desde sua concepção, eles lançaram 5 álbuns de estúdio, 2 EPs e muitos splits/compilações. O grupo está atualmente com a Hopeless Records. O nome da banda originou-se de um artigo de Soupy intitulado "The Wonder Years".
Current members
Matt Brasch – guitarra, backing vocals
Dan "Soupy" Campbell – vocal, violão
Casey Cavaliere – guitarrra, backing vocals
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Outras músicas:
- Came Out Swinging
- Cigarettes And Saints
- Dismantling Summer
- Don't Let Me Cave In
- Hey Thanks
- I Was Scared And I'm Sorry
- Local Man Ruins Everything
- Madelyn
- My Last Semester
- Passing Through A Screen Door
- The Bluest Things On Earth
- The Devil In My Bloodstream
- Woke Up Older
- You In January
- There, There
- A Song For Ernest Hemingway
- A Song For Patsy Cline
- All My Friends Are In Bar Bands
- An American Religion
- An Elegy For Baby Blue
- And Now Im Nothing
- Cardinals
- Christmas At 22
- Coffee Eyes
- Cul
- Devil In My Bloodstream
- Dont Let Me Cave In
- Everything I Own Fits In This Backpack
- Flowers Where Your Face Should Be
- Heavens Gate Sad And Sober
- Hey Julie
- Hoodie Weather
- I Dont Like Who I Was Then
- I Just Wanna Sell Out My Funeral
- I Wanted So Badly To Be Brave
- I Was Scared And Im Sorry
- I Wont Say The Lords Prayer
- It Must Get Lonely
- Its Never Sunny In South Philadelphia
- Ive Given You All
- Living Room Song
- Logan Circle
- Logan Circle A New Hope
- Me Vs The Highway
- Melrose Diner
- My Life As Rob Gordon
- New Years With Carl Weathers
- No Closer To Heaven
- Palm Reader
- Pyramids Of Salt
- Racing Trains
- Raining In Kyoto
- Sister Cities
- Slow Dancing With San Andreas
- Stained Glass Ceilings
- Suburbia
- Teenage Parents
- Thanks For The Ride
- The Bastards The Vultures The Wolves
- The Ghosts Of Right Now
- The Ocean Grew Hands To Hold Me
- The Orange Grove
- There There
- This Party Sucks
- Washington Square Park
- We Look Like Lightning
- When Keeping It Real Goes Wrong
- When The Blue Finally Came
- Wont Be Pathetic Forever
- You Made Me Want To Be A Saint
- Youre Not Salinger Get Over It
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]
C#m G#/C E
E E A F#m
E E A F#m
D#m C#m B
[Verse]
A
I cut open my palm and held it out to you.
B C#m A
You did the same with your old army surplus blade.
B A
My blood's never as warm as I'd expect it.
B C#m A
You grabbed my hand adorned in wildflower warpaint.
F#m D A
You made yellows out of Marigolds.
F#m G# A
You made purple out of Camellias.
A
We charged headfirst into the woods with bows and arrows drawn.
B A
Crudely fashioned--sticks and rubber bands and spray paint.
C#m A
We swore ourselves protectors from all the evil in the world.
B A C#m A
You weren't born my brother but you're gonna die that way.
[Chorus]
E C#m B
You ran alone, in the falling snow, barefoot down White's Road.
E C#m B
I watched your bruises grow,Strangely beautiful, Purple and yellow.
A E
You said, "Don't. Don't take me home. Don't take me home. Don't take me home."
[Verse]
A
Your father came in angry like a thunderstorm.
B A E
He tossed you room from room and I watched color draining from your face.
A
Fault lines started forming underneath all of your floorboards.
B A
We sat terrified, waiting on an earthquake.
F#m D A
I watched you put on a brave face.
F#m G#m A
I wanted so badly to be brave.
[Chorus]
E C#m B
You ran alone, in the falling snow, barefoot down White's Road.
E C#m B
I watched your bruises grow,Strangely beautiful, Purple and yellow.
A E
You said, "Don't. Don't take me home. Don't take me home. Don't take me home."
[Bridge]
E
Whoa oh oh
B A E
Whoa oh oh oh
E
Whoa oh oh
B A E
Whoa oh oh oh
A
They kicked you out to teach you what a man is.
B C#m A
I don't think I'll ever know what that means.
E A
They'll put a gun into your hand and call you weak until you're violent.
B
Don't believe it.
C#m A
They're hateful because they're empty.
B G#m A
We got a chance to break the cycle.
C#m G#/B B
We could be the heroes that we always said we'd be.
A E
But don't take me home. Don't take me home. Don't take me...
A E
Don't take me home. Don't take me home. Don't take me Home, home.
A E
Don't take me home. Don't take me home. Don't take me Home, home.
A E B F#m E
Don't take me home. Don't take me home. Don't take me..
C#m G#/C E
E E A F#m
E E A F#m
D#m C#m B
[Verse]
A
I cut open my palm and held it out to you.
B C#m A
You did the same with your old army surplus blade.
B A
My blood's never as warm as I'd expect it.
B C#m A
You grabbed my hand adorned in wildflower warpaint.
F#m D A
You made yellows out of Marigolds.
F#m G# A
You made purple out of Camellias.
A
We charged headfirst into the woods with bows and arrows drawn.
B A
Crudely fashioned--sticks and rubber bands and spray paint.
C#m A
We swore ourselves protectors from all the evil in the world.
B A C#m A
You weren't born my brother but you're gonna die that way.
[Chorus]
E C#m B
You ran alone, in the falling snow, barefoot down White's Road.
E C#m B
I watched your bruises grow,Strangely beautiful, Purple and yellow.
A E
You said, "Don't. Don't take me home. Don't take me home. Don't take me home."
[Verse]
A
Your father came in angry like a thunderstorm.
B A E
He tossed you room from room and I watched color draining from your face.
A
Fault lines started forming underneath all of your floorboards.
B A
We sat terrified, waiting on an earthquake.
F#m D A
I watched you put on a brave face.
F#m G#m A
I wanted so badly to be brave.
[Chorus]
E C#m B
You ran alone, in the falling snow, barefoot down White's Road.
E C#m B
I watched your bruises grow,Strangely beautiful, Purple and yellow.
A E
You said, "Don't. Don't take me home. Don't take me home. Don't take me home."
[Bridge]
E
Whoa oh oh
B A E
Whoa oh oh oh
E
Whoa oh oh
B A E
Whoa oh oh oh
A
They kicked you out to teach you what a man is.
B C#m A
I don't think I'll ever know what that means.
E A
They'll put a gun into your hand and call you weak until you're violent.
B
Don't believe it.
C#m A
They're hateful because they're empty.
B G#m A
We got a chance to break the cycle.
C#m G#/B B
We could be the heroes that we always said we'd be.
A E
But don't take me home. Don't take me home. Don't take me...
A E
Don't take me home. Don't take me home. Don't take me Home, home.
A E
Don't take me home. Don't take me home. Don't take me Home, home.
A E B F#m E
Don't take me home. Don't take me home. Don't take me..
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