Biografia:
Tomas Kalnoky (nascido em 24 de dezembro de 1980) é o vocalista, guitarrista e compositor da banda Streetlight Manifesto e dos Bandits Of The Acoustic Revolution, e atende pelo pseudônimo Toh Kay quando atua como artista solo. Ele foi o principal vocalista/guitarrista da banda de ska Catch 22, mas deixou a banda após gravar apenas um álbum (primeiro disco da banda, Keasbey Nights) para atender à Universidade de Arte e Design de Savannah, Geórgia, para o curso de arte visual.
Read more on Last.fm
Outras músicas:
- If Only For Memories
- Oh Me, Oh My
- They Broke Him Down
- Your Day Will Come
- A Better Place A Better Time
- A Moment Of Silence
- Dear Sergio
- Down Down Down To Mephistos Cafe
- Forty Days
- Heres To Life
- Hooray For Me
- Hooray For Me Bad Religion Cover
- I Went In
- Oh Me Oh My
- Shantantitty Town
- Sick And Sad
- Somewhere In The Between
- The Big Sleep
- The Hands That Thieve
- The Littlest Things
- The Man With The Skeleton Arms
- The Receiving End Of It All
- The Three Of Us
- Toe To Toe
- Tornado Joe
- Ungrateful
- Watch It Crash
- We Will Fall Together
- With Any Sort Of Certainty
- Would You Be Impressed
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!
Toh Kay: Hooray for Me (Bad Religion cover)
Chords by Brian Gallagher
CAPO 2
Intro: {D (one strum)}
D Em
Well I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner
G A
In the shadow of tenticled towers by the red light of America
D Em G
I imagine how his mother felt when she heard that her husband was dying
A D Em
And the underground heroes of the tarmack shooting smack were
G
blowing up worlds and
A
Damned out loud
D Em A
Hey can you tell me how does it feel?
Chorus 1:
G D A
Yeah tell me, can you imagine for a second
A D
Doing anything that you don't have to
G D
Well that's what I'm accustomed to
A
So hooray for me ...
**Intro
D Em
When I slept with stony faces on the riverbank
G A
My angels devils revelers shook me desperately in dying
D Em A
I don't exactly want to apologize for anything
D Em G
And now, we're all mad and tangled in secret rooms
A
With Roman candles
D Em A
On an endless graveyard train
Chorus 2:
A G D
Yeah tell me, can you imagine for a second
A D
Doing anything just 'cos you want to
G D
Well that's just what I do
A
So hooray for me ...
D D
Yeah I was dreaming through the “how’s life”
A D G
Yawning car black on my mind, She told
A
Me that I’m meaningless as ever
G D
And a song came on my radio like a cemetery
A
Rhyme for a million crying corpses in their
Tragedy of respectable existence
Chorus 3:
G D
Yeah tell me, can you imagine for a second
A D
Trying half the things you ever wanted to
G D
Well that's just what I do
A
So hooray for me... Oh yeah
Chorus 4:
G D
I'm not respectable, never sensible
A D
Maybe incredible, so damn irrascible
G D
I like the things I do
A D
So hooray for me... And f**k you
Chords by Brian Gallagher
CAPO 2
Intro: {D (one strum)}
D Em
Well I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner
G A
In the shadow of tenticled towers by the red light of America
D Em G
I imagine how his mother felt when she heard that her husband was dying
A D Em
And the underground heroes of the tarmack shooting smack were
G
blowing up worlds and
A
Damned out loud
D Em A
Hey can you tell me how does it feel?
Chorus 1:
G D A
Yeah tell me, can you imagine for a second
A D
Doing anything that you don't have to
G D
Well that's what I'm accustomed to
A
So hooray for me ...
**Intro
D Em
When I slept with stony faces on the riverbank
G A
My angels devils revelers shook me desperately in dying
D Em A
I don't exactly want to apologize for anything
D Em G
And now, we're all mad and tangled in secret rooms
A
With Roman candles
D Em A
On an endless graveyard train
Chorus 2:
A G D
Yeah tell me, can you imagine for a second
A D
Doing anything just 'cos you want to
G D
Well that's just what I do
A
So hooray for me ...
D D
Yeah I was dreaming through the “how’s life”
A D G
Yawning car black on my mind, She told
A
Me that I’m meaningless as ever
G D
And a song came on my radio like a cemetery
A
Rhyme for a million crying corpses in their
Tragedy of respectable existence
Chorus 3:
G D
Yeah tell me, can you imagine for a second
A D
Trying half the things you ever wanted to
G D
Well that's just what I do
A
So hooray for me... Oh yeah
Chorus 4:
G D
I'm not respectable, never sensible
A D
Maybe incredible, so damn irrascible
G D
I like the things I do
A D
So hooray for me... And f**k you
Trevor Daniel
Tulisa
Turnpike Troubad (...)
Twenty Toes In T (...)
Tyler The Creato (...)