Biografia:
Biffy Clyro (também conhecida simplesmente como Biffy) é uma banda de rock alternativo de Kilmarnock, Escócia, composta por Simon Neil (guitarra e vocalista principal), James Johnston (baixo, vocais) e Ben Johnston (bateria e vocais). Iniciaram em 1995 e até hoje lançaram 2 EP's e 6 álbuns de estúdio. 3 desses álbuns, Puzzle, Only Revolutions e Opposites, alcançaram o Top 5 no UK Albums Chart. Também alcançaram o 1º lugar pela primeira vez no UK Albums Chart com o seu sexto álbum, Opposites.
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Outras músicas:
- Bubbles
- God And Satan
- Machines
- Many Of Horror
- Mountains
- The Captain
- Umbrella
- Biblical
- Opposites
- 57
- Accident Without Emergency
- Animal Style
- Black Chandelier
- Boom Blast Ruin
- Buddy Holly
- But Im Serious
- Childrens Limbs
- Christophers River
- Diary Of Always
- Different People
- Dont Wont Cant
- Drop It
- Flammable
- Folding Stars
- Friends And Enemies
- Get Fucked Stud
- Glitter And Trauma
- God Only Knows
- Herex
- Hiya
- Howl
- Justboy
- Killing In The Name
- Know Your Quarry
- Little Soldiers
- Love Has A Diameter
- Medicine
- Opposite
- People
- Picture A Knife Fight
- Re
- Robbery
- Sad Sad Songs
- Saturday Superhouse
- Scary Mary
- Shock Shock
- Skylight
- Small Wishes
- Sounds Like Balloons
- Spanish Radio
- That Golden Rule
- The Atrocity
- The Fog
- The Jokes On Us
- The Thaw
- Tilted
- Watch
- When You Were Young
- Whorses
- Whos Got A Match
- Wolves Of Winter
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!
Biffy Clyro – Sounds like Balloons
D and Em-chords in the chorus are just played as octaves
Capo 1.Bund
Ancient Rome
Am
We built that fucker stone by stone
F
Our fingers bled, our feet were worn
Dm
But we stayed strong and carried on
Am
Come on in
Do you want to touch my bulbous head?
F
With features wrapped and stretched to death
Dm
A tiny nose is all that's left
Am G Dm (Harp)
This is not
Am G Dm (Harp)
For your entertainment
C (D Em)
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
Am
It blows on, and on, and on, and on
C (D Em)
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
C
Continues on
Am
The basement's gone
Am
It seems they've dug up all our land
F
The world was lowered man by man
Dm
Let's move the sky and not join hands
Am
Ancient Rome
Am
We built that fucker stone by stone
F
Our fingers bled, our feet were worn
Dm
But we stayed strong and carried on
Am G Dm
This is not
Am G Dm
For your entertainment
C (D Em)
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
Am
It blows on, and on, and on, and on
C (D Em)
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
C
Continues on
Dm Am
Life still sounds like balloons
C
You chew and you chew and chew
F
Your teeth crumble to the floor
Dm
It's where they lay, it's where they lay
Am
The past never really dies
C
I don't think we even try
F
There's no difference from
Dm
Where we wake or where we die
Dm Am C F 2x
Dm Am
Balloons
Am C
Balloons
C F
Balloons
C (D Em)
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
Am
It blows on, and on, and on, and on
C
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
C
Continues on
D and Em-chords in the chorus are just played as octaves
Capo 1.Bund
Ancient Rome
Am
We built that fucker stone by stone
F
Our fingers bled, our feet were worn
Dm
But we stayed strong and carried on
Am
Come on in
Do you want to touch my bulbous head?
F
With features wrapped and stretched to death
Dm
A tiny nose is all that's left
Am G Dm (Harp)
This is not
Am G Dm (Harp)
For your entertainment
C (D Em)
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
Am
It blows on, and on, and on, and on
C (D Em)
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
C
Continues on
Am
The basement's gone
Am
It seems they've dug up all our land
F
The world was lowered man by man
Dm
Let's move the sky and not join hands
Am
Ancient Rome
Am
We built that fucker stone by stone
F
Our fingers bled, our feet were worn
Dm
But we stayed strong and carried on
Am G Dm
This is not
Am G Dm
For your entertainment
C (D Em)
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
Am
It blows on, and on, and on, and on
C (D Em)
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
C
Continues on
Dm Am
Life still sounds like balloons
C
You chew and you chew and chew
F
Your teeth crumble to the floor
Dm
It's where they lay, it's where they lay
Am
The past never really dies
C
I don't think we even try
F
There's no difference from
Dm
Where we wake or where we die
Dm Am C F 2x
Dm Am
Balloons
Am C
Balloons
C F
Balloons
C (D Em)
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
Am
It blows on, and on, and on, and on
C
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
C
Continues on
Big D & The (...)
Big Daddy Weave
Big Foot Mama
Big K. R. I. T.
Big Scary
Bilal Hassani
Bilal Khan
Bilderbuch
Bill Anderson
Bill Bailey