Biografia:
Arkells é uma banda de Indie Rock originária de Hamilton, Ontario. O nome da banda surgiu a partir no nome da rua em que eles costumavam tocar suas músicas. Formada em 2006, os Membros são Marx Kerman, Mike DeAngelis, Dan Griffin, Nick Dika e Tim Oxford. Em 22 de outubro de 2009, Arkells ganhou um prêmio CASBY (abreviação de Canadian Artists Selected by You). Possuem dois EP's e dois álbuns lançados. Em 2012 participaram junto da banda Lydia da The Pioneer World Tour, turnê mundial da The Maine.
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Outras músicas:
- And Then Some
- Ballad Of Hugo Chavez
- John Lennon
- Knocking At The Door
- Leather Jacket
- On Paper
- 11 11
- A Little Rain A Song For Pete
- Abigail
- Agent Zero
- American Screams
- Book Club
- Coffee
- Come Back Home
- Come To Light
- Company Man
- Crawling Through The Window
- Cynical Bastards
- Deadlines
- Dirty Blonde
- Dont Be A Stranger
- Drakes Dad
- Eyes On The Prize
- Hand Me Downs
- Im Not The Sun
- Kiss Cam
- Michigan Left
- My Hearts Always Yours
- Never Thought That This Would Happen
- No Champagne Socialist
- Oh The Boss Is Coming
- Only For A Moment
- Passenger Seat
- Peoples Champ
- Private School
- Pullin Punches
- Relentless
- Round And Round
- Savannah
- Show Me Dont Tell Me
- What Are You Holding On To
- Whistleblower
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!
[Verse 1]
D C G
We were rolling down Beale street
C G
In the Tennessee summer heat
C G
I can't say it's the land of free
C G
But I'll tell ya, the booze runs cheap
D C G
And there we met Drake's dad
C G
Told him we came from Hamilton
C G
He said he knew a Canadian girl
C G
Who had a thing for Americans
[Pre-Chorus]
C Cm G
And all the girls back home will tell you
C Cm G
Some grown ass men acting like boys
C Cm
There's some Peter Pan shit we're tryna work out
G A
But when Sunday comes around, will you dig us on out?
C
So we can be in your arms again
D
Let me be in your arms again
[Chorus]
F C G
Because I hold you (so high)
F C G
Well let me hold you (so tight)
F C G
So won't you hold up (that light)
Em G
So I can come home to find you?
[Interlude]
G
Yeah, yeah
C G
C G
Yeah, yeah
C G
[Verse 2]
D C G
We took the 40 down to Nashville
C G
We started getting a bit irrational
C G
The place was asking had questions
C G
For a bunch of bachelors
D C G
So we stumbled down Broadway
C G
Everybody getting sloppy
C G
We met some girls getting married
C G
But they came here to party
[Pre-Chorus]
C Cm G
And no one knows how we made it back to the hotel
C Cm G
Adam took off his pants again, yes he did
C Cm
There's some Peter Pan shit we're tryna work out
G A
But when Sunday comes around, will you dig us on out?
C
So we can be in your arms again
D
Girl, let me be in your arms again
[Chorus]
F C G
Because I hold you (so high)
F C G
Well let me hold you (so tight)
F C G
So won't you hold up (that light)
Em G
So I can come home to find you?
A
Bring her on up
A
B-b-bring her on up
A
[Bridge]
E D A D A
I do my best thinking, thinking in the shower
D A D A
Sometimes I do my pre-drinking, drinking in the shower
E D A D A
So I think about my neighbors and the politics and labor
D A D A
Between Karl and Groucho, I couldn't tell you which I favor
[Chorus]
G D A
Because I hold you (so high)
G D A
Well let me hold you (so tight)
G D A
So won't you hold up (that light)
F#m
Why won't you hold on that line, I'm coming for ya
G D A
Because I hold you (so high)
G D A
Well let me hold you (so tight)
G D A
So won't you hold up (that light)
F#m A
So I can come home to find you?
[Outro]
A D A
Hold up that light
A D A
I'm lost at sea
A D A
But I'm coming home
D C G
We were rolling down Beale street
C G
In the Tennessee summer heat
C G
I can't say it's the land of free
C G
But I'll tell ya, the booze runs cheap
D C G
And there we met Drake's dad
C G
Told him we came from Hamilton
C G
He said he knew a Canadian girl
C G
Who had a thing for Americans
[Pre-Chorus]
C Cm G
And all the girls back home will tell you
C Cm G
Some grown ass men acting like boys
C Cm
There's some Peter Pan shit we're tryna work out
G A
But when Sunday comes around, will you dig us on out?
C
So we can be in your arms again
D
Let me be in your arms again
[Chorus]
F C G
Because I hold you (so high)
F C G
Well let me hold you (so tight)
F C G
So won't you hold up (that light)
Em G
So I can come home to find you?
[Interlude]
G
Yeah, yeah
C G
C G
Yeah, yeah
C G
[Verse 2]
D C G
We took the 40 down to Nashville
C G
We started getting a bit irrational
C G
The place was asking had questions
C G
For a bunch of bachelors
D C G
So we stumbled down Broadway
C G
Everybody getting sloppy
C G
We met some girls getting married
C G
But they came here to party
[Pre-Chorus]
C Cm G
And no one knows how we made it back to the hotel
C Cm G
Adam took off his pants again, yes he did
C Cm
There's some Peter Pan shit we're tryna work out
G A
But when Sunday comes around, will you dig us on out?
C
So we can be in your arms again
D
Girl, let me be in your arms again
[Chorus]
F C G
Because I hold you (so high)
F C G
Well let me hold you (so tight)
F C G
So won't you hold up (that light)
Em G
So I can come home to find you?
A
Bring her on up
A
B-b-bring her on up
A
[Bridge]
E D A D A
I do my best thinking, thinking in the shower
D A D A
Sometimes I do my pre-drinking, drinking in the shower
E D A D A
So I think about my neighbors and the politics and labor
D A D A
Between Karl and Groucho, I couldn't tell you which I favor
[Chorus]
G D A
Because I hold you (so high)
G D A
Well let me hold you (so tight)
G D A
So won't you hold up (that light)
F#m
Why won't you hold on that line, I'm coming for ya
G D A
Because I hold you (so high)
G D A
Well let me hold you (so tight)
G D A
So won't you hold up (that light)
F#m A
So I can come home to find you?
[Outro]
A D A
Hold up that light
A D A
I'm lost at sea
A D A
But I'm coming home
Armand Maulana
Armandinho
Armando Manzaner (...)
Armin Van Buuren
Armor For Sleep