Biografia:
The Trash Can Sinatras, now generally known as Trashcan Sinatras, are a Scottish band who began in Irvine, Scotland in 1987. Their largest hit single was "Obscurity Knocks" taken from their first album Cake. The follow-up I've Seen Everything was released in the UK, USA and Japan in 1993, followed in 1996 by the UK-only album A Happy Pocket. (Note: The single "Hayfever" (1993) from I've Seen Everything may be considered a bigger hit than "Obscurity Knocks.
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Date: Fri, 15 Sep 1995 18:25:10 +0100
From: [email protected] (Gunnar O. Haereid)
TrashCanSinatras: Maybe I Should Drive
Put a capo on the first fret, and pretend playing the chords listed:
Intro: D G A D
D
I'm on a B road heading for the sea
Em
To see if hands across the ocean
A D
Shake or wave
D
Through the whiplash of the windscreen wipers
Em
I can see for miles
A
But all I do is watch the time
D
And the driver's hands
He harbours thoughts on personal grief
I said your hardship's
Only one of a fleet
That didn't go down well
CHORUS
D A
Listen son if you'd spent
Bm
Your life in the last lane
A Em D A
You would have an accent to grind
D A
Punch-drunk on patriotism
Bm
Blind-drunk on borderism
A D G A D
Maybe I should drive
D
And while you're castaway
The mice'll play
Em
They'll have a license
A
To dull those left back home
D
What about those poor souls?
CHORUS
Em D
And as I jumped to these conclusions
Em D
He thumped his feet on the brakes
A
But we still hit a songwriter
D G D G Em G D
Trudging through the rain
A
Scrambled out and watched him
Rest in pieces
Bm
Said a prayer and rifled
E
Through his pockets
But the side of his mouth
A
Still had something to say
D
At the toss of a coin
G
I end up head in the dirt
A
And tail in the air
D
Yet you can dance away
G Am
But be it friend of hard-up-man
=46ellow or kin
D
When the chips are down
G
They're down for good
Mail me for corrections: [email protected]
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Gunnar O. Haereid "Call, collect and gather me,
take me intravenously."
[email protected] The TrashCanSinatras
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#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------##
Date: Fri, 15 Sep 1995 18:25:10 +0100
From: [email protected] (Gunnar O. Haereid)
TrashCanSinatras: Maybe I Should Drive
Put a capo on the first fret, and pretend playing the chords listed:
Intro: D G A D
D
I'm on a B road heading for the sea
Em
To see if hands across the ocean
A D
Shake or wave
D
Through the whiplash of the windscreen wipers
Em
I can see for miles
A
But all I do is watch the time
D
And the driver's hands
He harbours thoughts on personal grief
I said your hardship's
Only one of a fleet
That didn't go down well
CHORUS
D A
Listen son if you'd spent
Bm
Your life in the last lane
A Em D A
You would have an accent to grind
D A
Punch-drunk on patriotism
Bm
Blind-drunk on borderism
A D G A D
Maybe I should drive
D
And while you're castaway
The mice'll play
Em
They'll have a license
A
To dull those left back home
D
What about those poor souls?
CHORUS
Em D
And as I jumped to these conclusions
Em D
He thumped his feet on the brakes
A
But we still hit a songwriter
D G D G Em G D
Trudging through the rain
A
Scrambled out and watched him
Rest in pieces
Bm
Said a prayer and rifled
E
Through his pockets
But the side of his mouth
A
Still had something to say
D
At the toss of a coin
G
I end up head in the dirt
A
And tail in the air
D
Yet you can dance away
G Am
But be it friend of hard-up-man
=46ellow or kin
D
When the chips are down
G
They're down for good
Mail me for corrections: [email protected]
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Gunnar O. Haereid "Call, collect and gather me,
take me intravenously."
[email protected] The TrashCanSinatras
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