Biografia:
Born Ruffians é uma banda de rock indie canadense. Seus membros são Luke Lalonde (guitarra e vocais), Mitch Derosier (baixo) e Steven Hamelin (bateria).
A originalidade é a marca principal dos Born Ruffians, que percorrem o caminho da inovação que os Vampire Weekend e The Fiery Furnaces têm seguido. A exploração dos limites é constante e a desobediência é (mesmo) a chave que abre as portas da criatividade. O charme dos Born Ruffians está no fato de não se levarem muito a sério e de haver uma aura muito juvenil à sua volta.
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Outras músicas:
- Foxes Mate For Life
- Little Garcon
- Needle
- 6 5000
- 7Th Son
- And On And On And On
- Barnacle Goose
- Blood The Sun Water
- Cold Pop
- Come Back
- Eat Shit We Did It
- Fade To Black
- Forget Me
- Hummingbird
- I Need A Life
- In A Mirror
- Knife
- Kurt Vonnegut
- Love Too Soon
- Merry Little Fancy Things
- Miss You
- Nova Leigh
- Oceans Deep
- Oh Cecilia
- Pool Party Fun
- Red Elephant
- Side Tracked
- Stupid Dream
- This Sentence Will Ruin
- Wandering Eye
- We Made It
- With Her Shadow
- Your Suffering Heart
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!
To do this properly you mix barre chords with open chords.
F#m
You sure look pretty
E
I wish I had a song for you
F#m E
So they were wasted in 002
F#m E B
In a mirror I can see her walking sideways
Walking my way
F#m E
Keeping time on her thigh
B E
Think she's mine but I'm still high
F#m
& We're both thinking how we're not here
E
A gracious host, we feel like ghosts
F#m
We think too much and disappear
E
Don't think like most
Can feel her close
F#m
& If you weren't real I'd make you up
E
& We'd do everything together
F#m
I'd make you meals & call you up
E
We'd never talk about the weather
F#m E B
In a mirror I can see her walking sideways
Walking my way
F#m E
Keeping time on her thigh
B E
Think she's mine but I'm still high
& If you weren't here
I'd write you down
& Read you out into a crowd
I'd tell them all how you we're mine
They'd see how I was proud
We'd rub our cheeks
In hopes that maybe
Some good looks would rub off on me
& Nose to nose (As I'd make you feel close)
So I'd never feel lonely at sea
In a mirror I can see her walking sideways
Walking my way
Keeping time on her thigh, think she's mine
But I'm still high
E - F#m - G#m
E F#m G#m
Some people say that it's love
Don't know what they're talking about
Don't understand what is love
I'll let them figure it out
It's just a chemical reaction
When signals fire through your brain
But I sure think that it's fun
Think that it makes me feel safe
Eyes see the juice on your lips
Eyes send that straight to my brain
Brain makes hand squeeze on your tits
Then start all over again
F#m
You sure look pretty
E
I wish I had a song for you
F#m E
So they were wasted in 002
F#m E B
In a mirror I can see her walking sideways
Walking my way
F#m E
Keeping time on her thigh
B E
Think she's mine but I'm still high
F#m
& We're both thinking how we're not here
E
A gracious host, we feel like ghosts
F#m
We think too much and disappear
E
Don't think like most
Can feel her close
F#m
& If you weren't real I'd make you up
E
& We'd do everything together
F#m
I'd make you meals & call you up
E
We'd never talk about the weather
F#m E B
In a mirror I can see her walking sideways
Walking my way
F#m E
Keeping time on her thigh
B E
Think she's mine but I'm still high
& If you weren't here
I'd write you down
& Read you out into a crowd
I'd tell them all how you we're mine
They'd see how I was proud
We'd rub our cheeks
In hopes that maybe
Some good looks would rub off on me
& Nose to nose (As I'd make you feel close)
So I'd never feel lonely at sea
In a mirror I can see her walking sideways
Walking my way
Keeping time on her thigh, think she's mine
But I'm still high
E - F#m - G#m
E F#m G#m
Some people say that it's love
Don't know what they're talking about
Don't understand what is love
I'll let them figure it out
It's just a chemical reaction
When signals fire through your brain
But I sure think that it's fun
Think that it makes me feel safe
Eyes see the juice on your lips
Eyes send that straight to my brain
Brain makes hand squeeze on your tits
Then start all over again
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