Biografia:
Brendan Kelly and the Wandering Birds is latest project by Brendan Kelly vocalist/bassist/guitarist for Slapstick/The Broadways/The Lawrence Arms/The Falcon
The band was formed sometime around 2007 as a side project. The original name of the band was The Coke Horse.
Band was named after the early 20th century countercultural movement/German boyscouts turned crossdressing hobos, the Wandervogel)
The group released an album I'd Rather Die Than Live Forever and three-song digital EP
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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]
E
What's a pretty little thing like you
B A
Doin' in this dingy old back room?
E
I got some candy
A piece for every bruise
B A
Grab it if it's handy, any cock'll do
E
Now dance to the beat of the slow, slow turn
B A
Of the world as it weeps in this slow, slow burn
E
And the shoes on your feet ain't set to return
B A
I'm the one who's walking out alone
B A
You won't need no sandals where you're going
A B C#m
Cause baby, you ain't ever goin' home
[Chorus]
E B
And the last sounds that you'll ever know
A B E B
Are the vultures crying "Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-no"
A B
Soon they'll be picking at your bones
E B
They'll be picking at your bones
E A
They'll be picking at your bones
B E
Whoa-whoa-whoa
[Verse 2]
E
I caught you in the bathroom in a real wide stance
B A
I caught you down by the lagoon with my hands down your pants
E
On an old dirty mattress with stains and yellow scarves
B A
I start out watching but I get so hard
B A
And you won't need this mattress where you're going
B A
And I'm the one who's walking out alone
A B C#m
And buddy, you ain't ever going home
[Chorus]
E B
Cause the last sound that you'll ever know
A B E B
Is my bonesaw grinding "Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-no"
A B
Soon we'll be chipping at your bones
E B
We'll be chipping at your bones
E A
We'll be chipping at your bones
B
Whoa-whoa-whoa
[Interlude]
E C#m A B
[Bridge]
C#m A B E
Every single plan I make has been informed by these sour grapes
C#m A E B
I've got one last death to fake before I settle down
C#m B A
On the last burning block of the last burning town
C#m B A
Where the devil and behemoth have been hanging around
C#m B A
And I don't miss that old crowd
C#m B A
I do not miss that old crowd
C#m B A E
So goddamned lazy and loud
[Chorus]
E B A
Cause the last sound that I'll ever know is my heart exploding
B E B
"Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-no"
A B
Soon I'll be nothing but these bones
E B
I'll be nothing but these bones
E A
I'll be nothing but these bones
B C#m
I don't need this bullshit where I'm going
A B C#m
And I don't think I'm ever going home
A B E D# C#m B A B E
And I'm the one who's walking out alone
E E B E
So bitch, quit your fucking crying
E
What's a pretty little thing like you
B A
Doin' in this dingy old back room?
E
I got some candy
A piece for every bruise
B A
Grab it if it's handy, any cock'll do
E
Now dance to the beat of the slow, slow turn
B A
Of the world as it weeps in this slow, slow burn
E
And the shoes on your feet ain't set to return
B A
I'm the one who's walking out alone
B A
You won't need no sandals where you're going
A B C#m
Cause baby, you ain't ever goin' home
[Chorus]
E B
And the last sounds that you'll ever know
A B E B
Are the vultures crying "Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-no"
A B
Soon they'll be picking at your bones
E B
They'll be picking at your bones
E A
They'll be picking at your bones
B E
Whoa-whoa-whoa
[Verse 2]
E
I caught you in the bathroom in a real wide stance
B A
I caught you down by the lagoon with my hands down your pants
E
On an old dirty mattress with stains and yellow scarves
B A
I start out watching but I get so hard
B A
And you won't need this mattress where you're going
B A
And I'm the one who's walking out alone
A B C#m
And buddy, you ain't ever going home
[Chorus]
E B
Cause the last sound that you'll ever know
A B E B
Is my bonesaw grinding "Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-no"
A B
Soon we'll be chipping at your bones
E B
We'll be chipping at your bones
E A
We'll be chipping at your bones
B
Whoa-whoa-whoa
[Interlude]
E C#m A B
[Bridge]
C#m A B E
Every single plan I make has been informed by these sour grapes
C#m A E B
I've got one last death to fake before I settle down
C#m B A
On the last burning block of the last burning town
C#m B A
Where the devil and behemoth have been hanging around
C#m B A
And I don't miss that old crowd
C#m B A
I do not miss that old crowd
C#m B A E
So goddamned lazy and loud
[Chorus]
E B A
Cause the last sound that I'll ever know is my heart exploding
B E B
"Whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-no"
A B
Soon I'll be nothing but these bones
E B
I'll be nothing but these bones
E A
I'll be nothing but these bones
B C#m
I don't need this bullshit where I'm going
A B C#m
And I don't think I'm ever going home
A B E D# C#m B A B E
And I'm the one who's walking out alone
E E B E
So bitch, quit your fucking crying
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