Biografia:
Frog Eyes são uma banda de indie rock de Victoria, British Columbia no Canadá.
Banda
Carey Mercer - vocais, guitarra
Melanie Campbell - bateria (esposa de Carey Mercer)
Michael Rak
Ryan Beattie
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Outras músicas:
- A Flower In A Glove
- Claxxons Lament
- Crystal Blip
- Deaths Ship
- Dont Give Up Your Dreams
- I Aint Around Much
- Idle Songs
- Lear In Love
- Odettas War
- On A Finely Sewn Sleeve
- Rejoinders In A Storm
- Rip Down The Fences That Fence The Garden
- The Beat Is Down Four Wretched Singers Beyond Any World That You Have Known
- The Country Child
- The Sensitive Girls
- Two Girls One For Heaven And The Other One For Rome
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!
This is how I play the song! Lyrics are my own interpretations.
Suggestions and corrections welcome!
[Verse 1]
D G F#m Bm
You're a crystal blip on a TV screen, there for a second, then you fail to the screams,
Em Bm D A Em
And a million righteous scrambled pixels and then there has gotta be some that slip away,
D G F#m Bm
You're a scrambled shot on a radio, a plastic blip from a plastic stereo,
Em Bm D A Em
And a million righteous beggars screamed that there has gotta be one that slips away,
D G
You're a notch on the sword, you're a nail in the board,
F#m Bm
You should never be born now with all those plans to abort,
Em Bm D A Em
Wishing all those boats back to the edge of the bay, tie them fast and don't let one slip away,
D G F#m Bm
You're a broken kid with a shiny tooth, you seal your mouth with the greenest of truths,
Em Bm D A Em
You shall rise in the fall of the Americans, and leave yourself out of some fray,
D A Em
You shall float upon the slick of a greasiest day.
[Chorus]
E F#m
Oh, when you run, run, run, run, Run, run, run,
D Bm
Because you run, run, run, because you're wrong.
E F#m
When you run, run, run, run, Run, run, run,
D Bm
Because you run, run, run, because you're wrong.
[Verse 2]
D G F#m Bm
You're a minister at the end of a dream, taxing a hundred ferries so they might cross your stream,
Em Bm D A Em
So is in the heart of a mariner, who has taken his craft and floated away,
D G F#m Bm
You'll say bad hole is a gift to the sun, take this couple cloud and wrap it around well you might be stunned,
Em Bm D A Em
Lightning has a way of striking anyone, who stands in the path of an oilman,
D A Em
Who shall float in the wake of an oilman,
D A Em
Who shall float upon the slick of an oilman,
D A Em
He shall walk onto the sand and say that it's over today.
[Chours]
E F#m
Oh, when you run, run, run, run, Run, run, run,
D Bm
Because you run, run, run, because you're wrong.
E F#m
When you run, run, run, run, Run, run, run,
D Bm
Because you run, run, run, because you're wrong.
[Bridge]
D Bm G A
And don't forget that the demons struck, and they blow their homes by the sea,
D Bm G A
A chair shall rust by the beaches blustery gust of air as it strikes the day,
D Bm G A
And you don't forget that the demons struck and they blow their homes by day,
D Bm G A
Today, today! You were righteous! You were righteous today!
[Verse 3]
D G F#m Bm
And you're on the phone, and you pray for snow, and snow is of all, it's no longer snow,
Em Bm D A Em
Wait on the limbs of a family man, who shall walk onto some stage,
D A Em
Who shall walk onto some stage,
D A Em
Who shall harness your audiences rage,
D A Em
Who will play his dark porn on the edge of some stage.
[Chorus/Outro]
E G
When you run, run, run, run!
E G
When you run, run, run, run!
E G
When you run, run, run, run!
E G
When you run, run, run, run!
D
Because you're wrong.
Suggestions and corrections welcome!
[Verse 1]
D G F#m Bm
You're a crystal blip on a TV screen, there for a second, then you fail to the screams,
Em Bm D A Em
And a million righteous scrambled pixels and then there has gotta be some that slip away,
D G F#m Bm
You're a scrambled shot on a radio, a plastic blip from a plastic stereo,
Em Bm D A Em
And a million righteous beggars screamed that there has gotta be one that slips away,
D G
You're a notch on the sword, you're a nail in the board,
F#m Bm
You should never be born now with all those plans to abort,
Em Bm D A Em
Wishing all those boats back to the edge of the bay, tie them fast and don't let one slip away,
D G F#m Bm
You're a broken kid with a shiny tooth, you seal your mouth with the greenest of truths,
Em Bm D A Em
You shall rise in the fall of the Americans, and leave yourself out of some fray,
D A Em
You shall float upon the slick of a greasiest day.
[Chorus]
E F#m
Oh, when you run, run, run, run, Run, run, run,
D Bm
Because you run, run, run, because you're wrong.
E F#m
When you run, run, run, run, Run, run, run,
D Bm
Because you run, run, run, because you're wrong.
[Verse 2]
D G F#m Bm
You're a minister at the end of a dream, taxing a hundred ferries so they might cross your stream,
Em Bm D A Em
So is in the heart of a mariner, who has taken his craft and floated away,
D G F#m Bm
You'll say bad hole is a gift to the sun, take this couple cloud and wrap it around well you might be stunned,
Em Bm D A Em
Lightning has a way of striking anyone, who stands in the path of an oilman,
D A Em
Who shall float in the wake of an oilman,
D A Em
Who shall float upon the slick of an oilman,
D A Em
He shall walk onto the sand and say that it's over today.
[Chours]
E F#m
Oh, when you run, run, run, run, Run, run, run,
D Bm
Because you run, run, run, because you're wrong.
E F#m
When you run, run, run, run, Run, run, run,
D Bm
Because you run, run, run, because you're wrong.
[Bridge]
D Bm G A
And don't forget that the demons struck, and they blow their homes by the sea,
D Bm G A
A chair shall rust by the beaches blustery gust of air as it strikes the day,
D Bm G A
And you don't forget that the demons struck and they blow their homes by day,
D Bm G A
Today, today! You were righteous! You were righteous today!
[Verse 3]
D G F#m Bm
And you're on the phone, and you pray for snow, and snow is of all, it's no longer snow,
Em Bm D A Em
Wait on the limbs of a family man, who shall walk onto some stage,
D A Em
Who shall walk onto some stage,
D A Em
Who shall harness your audiences rage,
D A Em
Who will play his dark porn on the edge of some stage.
[Chorus/Outro]
E G
When you run, run, run, run!
E G
When you run, run, run, run!
E G
When you run, run, run, run!
E G
When you run, run, run, run!
D
Because you're wrong.
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