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 guesses!
Suggestions and corrections welcome.
[Intro]
D Em G A A x2
[Verse 1]
D Em
And row me in felt, and row in fat
G A
And row me, oh, into the banks of my sweet Burmese laugh
D Em
Row me into the snow, and sing to me of your choir
G A
Sing to me the key to your aeroplane's fire
D Em
Well, I once was a Nazi, but every man has his fill
G A
In the light of the concrete station your doctors eat pills
G A D
And some men do nations, and some men will lie
G D Bm
And some men are nations, and nations shall lie
[Chorus]
A
This is a song for a wild cat
[Verse 2]
D Em
And row me in felt, and row in fat
G A
And row me, oh, into the banks of my sweet Burmese laugh
D Em
A man shot in the hand from indiscreet fire
G A
Fire burns the bones, and I emerge under a tire
D Em
Oh, find me a wolf, and capture me a dog
G A
And you float me to the New York on the back of a log
D Em
Well my notebooks were blue as your peacocks were blue
G A
Walk with me in the mazes to the old Berlin Zoo
G A D
And some men do nations, and some men will lie
G D Bm
And some men are nations, and nations shall lie
[Chorus]
A A Bm
This is a song for a wild cat
A A Bm
This is a song for a wild cat
[Bridge]
Bm Em
And your face in the sun, digging a road yet undone
F# G
Well palm sweats and jobs help you to be alone in the do
Bm Em F#
And your face in the morning, unfurled as a sailor's last warning
G Bm
"Get out of this port, for the neighbor's are lookin for you!"
Bm Em F#
And the night is forlorn, and a sail, oh, is born in clues
G Bm
"Get out of this port, for the neighbor's are there for you!"
[Chorus]
A A Bm
This is a song for a wild cat
A A Bm
This is a song for a wild cat
A A Bm
This is a song for a wild cat
A A Bm
This is a song for a wild cat
[Outro]
Bm D A A x4
Bm
Suggestions and corrections welcome.
[Intro]
D Em G A A x2
[Verse 1]
D Em
And row me in felt, and row in fat
G A
And row me, oh, into the banks of my sweet Burmese laugh
D Em
Row me into the snow, and sing to me of your choir
G A
Sing to me the key to your aeroplane's fire
D Em
Well, I once was a Nazi, but every man has his fill
G A
In the light of the concrete station your doctors eat pills
G A D
And some men do nations, and some men will lie
G D Bm
And some men are nations, and nations shall lie
[Chorus]
A
This is a song for a wild cat
[Verse 2]
D Em
And row me in felt, and row in fat
G A
And row me, oh, into the banks of my sweet Burmese laugh
D Em
A man shot in the hand from indiscreet fire
G A
Fire burns the bones, and I emerge under a tire
D Em
Oh, find me a wolf, and capture me a dog
G A
And you float me to the New York on the back of a log
D Em
Well my notebooks were blue as your peacocks were blue
G A
Walk with me in the mazes to the old Berlin Zoo
G A D
And some men do nations, and some men will lie
G D Bm
And some men are nations, and nations shall lie
[Chorus]
A A Bm
This is a song for a wild cat
A A Bm
This is a song for a wild cat
[Bridge]
Bm Em
And your face in the sun, digging a road yet undone
F# G
Well palm sweats and jobs help you to be alone in the do
Bm Em F#
And your face in the morning, unfurled as a sailor's last warning
G Bm
"Get out of this port, for the neighbor's are lookin for you!"
Bm Em F#
And the night is forlorn, and a sail, oh, is born in clues
G Bm
"Get out of this port, for the neighbor's are there for you!"
[Chorus]
A A Bm
This is a song for a wild cat
A A Bm
This is a song for a wild cat
A A Bm
This is a song for a wild cat
A A Bm
This is a song for a wild cat
[Outro]
Bm D A A x4
Bm
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