Biografia:
Vindos da Austrália, Tali White(voz/bate/percus), Marty Donaldd(Guitar) e Mark Monnone(baixo) trazem forte influência do pop britânico do final dos anos 80/início dos 90, grande banda com grandes músicas. Misturando-se The Smiths com The Housemartins mais um pouco de Violent Femmes, temos os Lucksmiths.
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Outras músicas:
- There Is A Boy That Never Goes Out
- Cassingle Revival
- Cat In Sunshine
- Clever Hans
- Cliched Title For Kris
- Deep Sea Diving Suit
- Fiction
- Forgetting Of Wisdom
- Friendless Summer
- Frisbee
- From Macauley Station
- Goodness Gracious
- Guess How Much I Love You
- Little Athletics
- Midweek Midmorning
- Motorscooter
- Point Being
- Punchlines
- Requiem For The Punters Club
- Run Spot Run
- Scottsdale
- Southernmost
- Spond
- Summer Town
- Sunlight In A Jar
- T Shirt Weather
- Tale Of Two Cities
- The Chapter In Your Life Entitled San Francisco
- The Golden Age Of Aviation
- Untidy Towns
- Weatherboard
- Year Of Driving Langourously
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!
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D Bm D Bm
I walk right past his window when the light is growing dim
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He looks away from me and as I glance in at him
D Bm D Bm
He owns one bed, one bookcase and the television
D Bm D Bm
He sits and watches and I'm glad I'm not there with him
A G
There was a time when he was young
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There was a time when he had no time to regret what he'd done
D Bm A [x2]
D Bm
There are six men on the ground floor
D Bm
Three stories up and there are sixteen more
D Bm
And the stories they tell you think you've heard before
D Bm
But listen closely, to be sure
A G
There was a time when they were young
A G D
There was a time when they had no time to regret what they'd done
D Bm
I see him on the street in the cold
D Bm D
He nods as if to greet me, I feel too young, and he too old
D Bm A [x2]
D Bm
He is a nameless face to me
D Bm
This is his hiding place I see
D Bm
He talks to himself, I can see his breath
D Bm
Sixteen rooms, sixteen men off the meth
A G
There was a time when they were young
A G D
There was a time when they had no time to regret what they'd done
D Bm D Bm
I walk right past his window when the light is growing dim
D Bm D Bm
He looks away from me and as I glance in at him
D Bm D Bm
He owns one bed, one bookcase and the television
D Bm D Bm
He sits and watches and I'm glad I'm not there with him
A G
There was a time when he was young
A G D
There was a time when he had no time to regret what he'd done
D Bm A [x2]
D Bm
There are six men on the ground floor
D Bm
Three stories up and there are sixteen more
D Bm
And the stories they tell you think you've heard before
D Bm
But listen closely, to be sure
A G
There was a time when they were young
A G D
There was a time when they had no time to regret what they'd done
D Bm
I see him on the street in the cold
D Bm D
He nods as if to greet me, I feel too young, and he too old
D Bm A [x2]
D Bm
He is a nameless face to me
D Bm
This is his hiding place I see
D Bm
He talks to himself, I can see his breath
D Bm
Sixteen rooms, sixteen men off the meth
A G
There was a time when they were young
A G D
There was a time when they had no time to regret what they'd done
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