Biografia:
Brandon Richard Flowers é um músico norte-americano, nascido em 21 de junho de 1981, em Las Vegas, Nevada. É mais famoso por ser o vocalista e tecladista da banda de rock alternativo The Killers. Seu irmão mais velho, Shane, o incentivou a ouvir bandas como The Smiths, U2, The Beatles, The Cure e Morrissey. Em abril de 2010 anunciou seu primeiro cd solo entitulado Flamingo. O álbum alcançou primeiro lugar na parada do Reino Unido com mais de 65 mil cópias vendidas na semana de estreia
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Outras músicas:
- A Clock Was Ticking
- Crossfire
- Only The Young
- Playing With Fire
- Magdalena
- Between Me And You
- Cant Deny My Love
- Clocks
- Diggin Up The Heart
- Dreams Come True
- Hard Enough
- I Can Change
- Jacksonville
- Jilted Lovers And Broken Hearts
- Lonely Town
- On The Floor
- Right Behind You
- Still Want You
- Swallow It
- The Clock Was Tickin
- The Desired Effect
- The Way Its Always Been
- Untangled Love
- Was It Something I Said
- Welcome To Fabulous Las Vegas
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!
G C D C Am D
G
The teacher had you write a letter, you were eight years old
C
About the man that you'd become and the positions you'd hold
D C
But this was long before you and Jackie Geronimo met
Am D
In the Prelude Park at midnight
G
Now when it came to bells and whistles, Jackie did not lack
C
And when she kissed you on the kisser, boy, you kissed her back
D C
Now you tell her that you love her and she cuts you slack
Am D
When you drink with your buddies on the weekend
C D
And the weeks fly by and the years roll on
G G/F# Em D C
You spend your whole life dropping nickels in the bucket, Wakin' up at dawn
Am B Em D/C
And while Jackie bestowed the joys of fingerlickin'
D C C/B C/A G
The clock up on the wall was tickin'
G
You got yourself a job cleaning hospital floors
C
But Jackie had a baby, then she had five more
D C
They'd pay you just enough to drag your ass to the store
Am D
To buy bread, milk and Better Homes & Gardens
G
Jackie flips the pages and she dreams little dreams
C
A cottage in the country built with real wood beams
D C
There's a baby in the bedroom, he's starting to scream
Am D
She holds him though he probably won't remember
C D
And the weeks fly by and the years roll on
G G/F# Em D C
Sometimes dreams are all you got to keep you going when the day gets long
Am B Em D/C
And you gave up so many just to make a livin'
D C C/B C/A G
That clock up on the wall was tickin'
G
Now the kids are all grateful when they left the nest
C
And Jackie wasn't perfect but she did her best
D C
You cease the opportunity to get you some rest
Am D
But you can't sleep on account of screaming grandkids
G
The golden years are meant to leave a gleam in your eye
C
You're starting to discover it's a great big lie
D C
They work you like a dog til you quit or you die
Am D
But you can't quit cause Jackie needs the benefits
C D
And the weeks fly by and the years roll on
G G/F# Em D C
They say patience is a virtue but the doctor says she don't have long
Am B Em D/C
You stood up and tried your damndest not to listen
D C C/B C/A G
But that clock up on the wall was tickin'.
G C
When they told you to clear the room, that's when it hit you
G D
You watched as the caravan took your sweetheart away
G C
The arguments and fights and money troubles seem so worthless
G D G
As the kids throw yellow roses on her grave
C D
And the weeks fly by and the years roll on
G G/F# Em D C
The house is quiet now and everything inside seems to know she's gone
Am B Em D/C
There's a picture of you both sixteen years old just kissing
D C C/B C/A G
And that clock up on the wall was tickin'
G
You always thought she had a chance and it was somewhere hidden
C
Now you've come to the conclusion that she never did
D C
… … … … ...
Am D
Have a chance, that is...
G
The teacher had you write a letter, you were eight years old
C
About the man that you'd become and the positions you'd hold
D C
But this was long before you and Jackie Geronimo met
Am D
In the Prelude Park at midnight
G
Now when it came to bells and whistles, Jackie did not lack
C
And when she kissed you on the kisser, boy, you kissed her back
D C
Now you tell her that you love her and she cuts you slack
Am D
When you drink with your buddies on the weekend
C D
And the weeks fly by and the years roll on
G G/F# Em D C
You spend your whole life dropping nickels in the bucket, Wakin' up at dawn
Am B Em D/C
And while Jackie bestowed the joys of fingerlickin'
D C C/B C/A G
The clock up on the wall was tickin'
G
You got yourself a job cleaning hospital floors
C
But Jackie had a baby, then she had five more
D C
They'd pay you just enough to drag your ass to the store
Am D
To buy bread, milk and Better Homes & Gardens
G
Jackie flips the pages and she dreams little dreams
C
A cottage in the country built with real wood beams
D C
There's a baby in the bedroom, he's starting to scream
Am D
She holds him though he probably won't remember
C D
And the weeks fly by and the years roll on
G G/F# Em D C
Sometimes dreams are all you got to keep you going when the day gets long
Am B Em D/C
And you gave up so many just to make a livin'
D C C/B C/A G
That clock up on the wall was tickin'
G
Now the kids are all grateful when they left the nest
C
And Jackie wasn't perfect but she did her best
D C
You cease the opportunity to get you some rest
Am D
But you can't sleep on account of screaming grandkids
G
The golden years are meant to leave a gleam in your eye
C
You're starting to discover it's a great big lie
D C
They work you like a dog til you quit or you die
Am D
But you can't quit cause Jackie needs the benefits
C D
And the weeks fly by and the years roll on
G G/F# Em D C
They say patience is a virtue but the doctor says she don't have long
Am B Em D/C
You stood up and tried your damndest not to listen
D C C/B C/A G
But that clock up on the wall was tickin'.
G C
When they told you to clear the room, that's when it hit you
G D
You watched as the caravan took your sweetheart away
G C
The arguments and fights and money troubles seem so worthless
G D G
As the kids throw yellow roses on her grave
C D
And the weeks fly by and the years roll on
G G/F# Em D C
The house is quiet now and everything inside seems to know she's gone
Am B Em D/C
There's a picture of you both sixteen years old just kissing
D C C/B C/A G
And that clock up on the wall was tickin'
G
You always thought she had a chance and it was somewhere hidden
C
Now you've come to the conclusion that she never did
D C
… … … … ...
Am D
Have a chance, that is...
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