Biografia:
Milwaukee quartet the Scarring Party perform tuba, accordion and banjo driven end time music that draws on the influence of 20's and 30's music hall, Lomax folkways recordings and 70's punk. The quartet has attracted a growing following and shared a stage with a diverse range of acts, including Daniel Johnston, Why?, Tilly & the Wall, the Polyphonic Spree, the Ditty Bops, Cake and Southern Culture on the Skids.
Though the Scarring Party performances combine low-key showmanship with vaudevillian spectacle
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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!
[Verse]
Dm Bb
She's got oxblood boots and a carney's laugh
Dm A
A silver spoon with a razor's edge
Dm Bb
Veins as fine as rabbit hair
Dm A
Her blood runs cold as gravel in there
Gm A
She wears a derby hat and a black pea coat
Dm A
Stands on the stern of a cap-sized boat
Gm A
In a world washed a-flood with sin
Dm A
She cries out through a fang-lined grin
Dm Bb
There's no more room in hell, boys
Dm A
No more room in hell
Gm
Ain't a plot of ground to keep a dead man down
Dm A Dm
There's no more room in hell
[Chours]
Dm Bb
There's no more room in hell, boys
Dm A
No more room in hell
Gm
Our souls we keep where the devil sleeps
Dm A Dm
But there's no more room in hell
[Verse]
Dm Bb
We paddled across a sea of ash
Dm A
Sweat and blood and outstretched hands
Dm Bb
My eyes met with others there
Dm A
Some were strangers' others friends'
Gm A
Drowned others just to reach that boat
Dm A
Our savior in the black pea coat
Gm A
Her marrow-fair hand wrung my wrist
Dm A
Leaned to an ear and whispered this
[Chours]
Dm Bb
There's no more room in hell, boys
Dm A
No more room in hell
Gm
Ain't a plot of ground to keep a dead man down
Dm A Dm
There's no more room in hell
Dm Bb
There's no more room in hell, boys
Dm A
No more room in hell
Gm
Our souls we keep where the devil sleeps
Dm A Dm
But there's no more room in hell
Dm Bb
She's got oxblood boots and a carney's laugh
Dm A
A silver spoon with a razor's edge
Dm Bb
Veins as fine as rabbit hair
Dm A
Her blood runs cold as gravel in there
Gm A
She wears a derby hat and a black pea coat
Dm A
Stands on the stern of a cap-sized boat
Gm A
In a world washed a-flood with sin
Dm A
She cries out through a fang-lined grin
Dm Bb
There's no more room in hell, boys
Dm A
No more room in hell
Gm
Ain't a plot of ground to keep a dead man down
Dm A Dm
There's no more room in hell
[Chours]
Dm Bb
There's no more room in hell, boys
Dm A
No more room in hell
Gm
Our souls we keep where the devil sleeps
Dm A Dm
But there's no more room in hell
[Verse]
Dm Bb
We paddled across a sea of ash
Dm A
Sweat and blood and outstretched hands
Dm Bb
My eyes met with others there
Dm A
Some were strangers' others friends'
Gm A
Drowned others just to reach that boat
Dm A
Our savior in the black pea coat
Gm A
Her marrow-fair hand wrung my wrist
Dm A
Leaned to an ear and whispered this
[Chours]
Dm Bb
There's no more room in hell, boys
Dm A
No more room in hell
Gm
Ain't a plot of ground to keep a dead man down
Dm A Dm
There's no more room in hell
Dm Bb
There's no more room in hell, boys
Dm A
No more room in hell
Gm
Our souls we keep where the devil sleeps
Dm A Dm
But there's no more room in hell
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