Biografia:
Bush é uma banda inglesa de rock alternativo/grunge, formada em Londres em 1992, logo após o vocalista Gavin Rossdale e o guitarrista Nigel Pulsford se conhecerem. Não demorou muito para recrutarem o baixista Dave Parsons (ex-The Partisans e Transvision Vamp), e mais tarde assumindo o posto oficial como baterista Robin Goodridge, antes dele a banda tinha tocado com os bateristas Sacha Gervasi, Amir, e Spencer Cobrin. Com a formação completa a banda começa a escrever seu próprio material.
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Outras músicas:
- 40 Miles From The Sun
- Comedown This Cloud
- Float
- Glycerine
- Greedy Fly
- Swallowed
- Alien
- All Night Doctors
- Breathe
- Comedown
- Disease Of The Dancing Cats
- Everything Zen
- Forty Miles From The Sun
- Give It All Away
- Headful Of Ghosts
- Inflatable
- Letting The Cables Sleep
- Little Things
- Lost In You
- Machinehead
- Mad Love
- Monkey
- Mouth
- Out Of This World
- People That We Love
- Sixteen Stone
- Sky Turns Day Glo
- Straight No Chaser
- Swim
- The Gift
- The Only Way Out
- The Sound Of Winter
- Toma Mi Corazon
- Wild Horses
- X
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!
[Intro]
A F C D
A F C D
A F C D
A F C D
[Verse 1]
A C D G A
I bleach the sky every night
A C D G A
Loaded on wrong and further from right
A C D G A
Spinning around, two howling moons
A C D G A F C D
Cuz they're always there, whatever I do
A F C D
[Verse 2]
A C D G A
The river is loaded, I've been there today
A C D G A
Tool it some questions, she does me again
A C D G A
I'd die in your arms if you were dead too
A C D G A F C D
Here comes a lie, we will always be true
[Pre-Chorus]
Am F C D
Going up when coming down
Am F C D
Scratch away, way, way, way, way
[Chorus]
Am F C D
It's the little things that kill
Am F C D
Tearing at my brains again
Am F C
The little things that kill
The little things that kill
A F C D
A F C D
[Verse 3]
A C D G A
Bigger you give, bigger you get
A C D G A
We're boss at denial, but our best at forget
A C D G A
Cupboard is empty, we really need food
A C D G A F C D
Summer is winter and you always knew
[Pre-Chorus]
Am F C D
Going up when coming down
Am F C D
Scratch away, way, way, way, way
[Chorus]
Am F C D
It's the little things that kill
Am F C D
Tearing at my brains again
Am F C D
It's the little things that kill
Am F C D
Tearing at my brains again
Am F C D
Little little little little little little little little
Am F C D
Little little little little little little little little
[Verse 4]
Am F C D
I touch your mouth, my willy is food
Am F C D
Addicted to love, I'm addicted to you shit
Am F C D
I kill you once, I kill you again
Am F C D
We're starving and crude, welcome my friends to
Am F C D
The little things that kill
(Keep doing)
Am F C D
A F C D
A F C D
A F C D
A F C D
[Verse 1]
A C D G A
I bleach the sky every night
A C D G A
Loaded on wrong and further from right
A C D G A
Spinning around, two howling moons
A C D G A F C D
Cuz they're always there, whatever I do
A F C D
[Verse 2]
A C D G A
The river is loaded, I've been there today
A C D G A
Tool it some questions, she does me again
A C D G A
I'd die in your arms if you were dead too
A C D G A F C D
Here comes a lie, we will always be true
[Pre-Chorus]
Am F C D
Going up when coming down
Am F C D
Scratch away, way, way, way, way
[Chorus]
Am F C D
It's the little things that kill
Am F C D
Tearing at my brains again
Am F C
The little things that kill
The little things that kill
A F C D
A F C D
[Verse 3]
A C D G A
Bigger you give, bigger you get
A C D G A
We're boss at denial, but our best at forget
A C D G A
Cupboard is empty, we really need food
A C D G A F C D
Summer is winter and you always knew
[Pre-Chorus]
Am F C D
Going up when coming down
Am F C D
Scratch away, way, way, way, way
[Chorus]
Am F C D
It's the little things that kill
Am F C D
Tearing at my brains again
Am F C D
It's the little things that kill
Am F C D
Tearing at my brains again
Am F C D
Little little little little little little little little
Am F C D
Little little little little little little little little
[Verse 4]
Am F C D
I touch your mouth, my willy is food
Am F C D
Addicted to love, I'm addicted to you shit
Am F C D
I kill you once, I kill you again
Am F C D
We're starving and crude, welcome my friends to
Am F C D
The little things that kill
(Keep doing)
Am F C D
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Buzzcocks
Bx2
Byafra
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