Biografia:
Social Distortion (também conhecido como Social D ou SxDx) é uma banda de punk rock formada em Fullerton, Califórnia originalmente em 1978 por seu vocalista, guitarrista e líder, Mike Ness. Ao lado de nomes como Minor Threat, Black Flag, Dead Kennedys, Bad Religion, e outras, são frequentemente considerados uma das principais bandas do renascimento punk dos anos 1980.
A banda permaneceu em silêncio e veio a se separar uma vez em 1985, devido ao vício em drogas de Mike Ness.
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Outras músicas:
- Angel's Wings
- Ball And Chain
- Don't Drag Me Down
- Faithless
- Far Behind
- Footprints On My Ceiling
- Highway 101
- I Was Wrong
- Machine Gun Blues
- Reach For The Sky
- Ring Of Fire
- Sick Boy
- Story Of My Life
- The Creeps
- 99 To Life
- Alone And Forsaken
- Angels Wings
- Backstreet Girl
- Bad Luck
- Born To Lose
- California Hustle And Flow
- Charmed Life
- Cheating At Solitaire
- Cold Feelings
- Company C
- Dear Lover
- Diamond In The Rough
- Dont Drag Me Down
- Dont Take Me For Granted
- Down Here With The Rest Of Us
- Far Side Of Nowhere
- Ghost Town Blues
- Gimme The Sweet And Lowdown
- Gotta Know The Rules
- I Wasnt Born To Follow
- I Wont Run No More
- King Of Fools
- Let It Be Me
- Live Before You Die
- Lost And Found
- Lost Child
- Making Believe
- Playpen
- Prison Bound
- Sick Boys
- This Time Darlin
- Through These Eyes
- When She Begins
- When The Angels Sing
- Winners And Losers
- Writing On The Wall
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"SOCIAL DISTORTION"
VERY SIMPLE JUST CHORDS G D A THROUGH OUT THE WHOLE SONG
G D A
Some people like to gamble,
But you, you always lose.
Some people like to rock 'n' roll,
you're always singin' the blues.
You gotta nasty disposition.
No one really knows the reason why,
You gotta bad bad reputation.
Gonna hang your head down and cry...
G D A
You got bad, bad luck.
Bad, bad luck.
You got bad, bad luck.
Bad, bad luck.
G D A
Thirteen's my lucky number,
To you it means stay inside.
Black cat done crossed my path,
No reason to run and hide.
You're looking through a cracked mirror.
No one really knows the reason why.
Your enemies are gettin' nearer.
Gonna hang down your head and cry....
G D A
You got bad, bad luck.
Bad, bad luck.
You got bad, bad luck.
Bad, bad luck.
G D A
Some people go to church on Sundays,
others they pray at home.
You tell them that there ain't no God,
that they're better off standin' alone.
You're always scratchin' at the eight ball,
No one really knows the reason why.
You get to the top and then you fall,
Gonna hang down your head and cry...
VERY SIMPLE JUST CHORDS G D A THROUGH OUT THE WHOLE SONG
G D A
Some people like to gamble,
But you, you always lose.
Some people like to rock 'n' roll,
you're always singin' the blues.
You gotta nasty disposition.
No one really knows the reason why,
You gotta bad bad reputation.
Gonna hang your head down and cry...
G D A
You got bad, bad luck.
Bad, bad luck.
You got bad, bad luck.
Bad, bad luck.
G D A
Thirteen's my lucky number,
To you it means stay inside.
Black cat done crossed my path,
No reason to run and hide.
You're looking through a cracked mirror.
No one really knows the reason why.
Your enemies are gettin' nearer.
Gonna hang down your head and cry....
G D A
You got bad, bad luck.
Bad, bad luck.
You got bad, bad luck.
Bad, bad luck.
G D A
Some people go to church on Sundays,
others they pray at home.
You tell them that there ain't no God,
that they're better off standin' alone.
You're always scratchin' at the eight ball,
No one really knows the reason why.
You get to the top and then you fall,
Gonna hang down your head and cry...
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