Biografia:
Annapolis, MD based Bumpin’ Uglies (also known as the Uglies) are deliberately carving out their own captivating niche in the rock/reggae scene. The Uglies come with a fresh new approach that smoothly incorporates reggae, ska and rock, coupled with honest, well-written lyrics that weave clever, real-to-life stories throughout their work. The mixture is unique, yet reminiscent of earlier reggae and ska bands with the talent and attitude to forge a DIY path to success, such as Sublime, The Mad Caddies and Reel Big Fish.
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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!
Ab
morning after waking up to see
Cm
that shes lying in bed right next to me
Ab
with an empty bottle of c and c
Db (x4)
oh my god what a night of debauchery
Ab Fm
there's a thin line between haste and action
C G
a thin line between obsession and passion
Bbm Ab
but i walk the line cause aint no time to waste
Bbm Ab Eb
emotionally drive i've got a dream to chase
Ab
but nobody ever said you've gotta walk it alone
C
every man deserves a pretty girl at home
Ab
with the love that she supplys you share the highs and the lows
when you look into her eyes she just smiles and it shows
you get weak knees when she comes around
you cant speak free cause of how you think it sounds
butterflies creeping up into your chest
and the whiskey logic has you thinking you should confess
but there's a thin line between haste and action
so just sit back and enjoy the chain reaction
you can't force a moment can't create the devine
but if you wait patiently it's just something you'll find
chorus
there was a bottle of wine, a case of beer
90 minutes flat we made it disappear
we had a couple of laughs she had a look in her eye
i had a couple of thoughts as to the reason why
it was summer time and we were living in ease
on an overcast night with an underblown breeze
there aint ever been a sight quite as pretty to me
as a brown eyed flower child drinking straight whiskey
there was liquid courage running through my veins
and we went bar to bar running thought the rain
the kind of love that drives a man insane
an oasis of bliss in a sea of pain
but theres a thing line between haste and action
and now im crossing lines in search of satisfaction
truth of the matter its as simple as this
happiness can't exist unless you take a little risk
last call the destroyer of dreams
we were making a scene they had to ask us to leave
so we took it paste what we once concieved
with a moonlit walk along an empty street
and she looked at me with a close lipped smile
and said shes not going home tonight
my reply, quite simply put:
will you still love me in mornings light?
morning after waking up to see
Cm
that shes lying in bed right next to me
Ab
with an empty bottle of c and c
Db (x4)
oh my god what a night of debauchery
Ab Fm
there's a thin line between haste and action
C G
a thin line between obsession and passion
Bbm Ab
but i walk the line cause aint no time to waste
Bbm Ab Eb
emotionally drive i've got a dream to chase
Ab
but nobody ever said you've gotta walk it alone
C
every man deserves a pretty girl at home
Ab
with the love that she supplys you share the highs and the lows
when you look into her eyes she just smiles and it shows
you get weak knees when she comes around
you cant speak free cause of how you think it sounds
butterflies creeping up into your chest
and the whiskey logic has you thinking you should confess
but there's a thin line between haste and action
so just sit back and enjoy the chain reaction
you can't force a moment can't create the devine
but if you wait patiently it's just something you'll find
chorus
there was a bottle of wine, a case of beer
90 minutes flat we made it disappear
we had a couple of laughs she had a look in her eye
i had a couple of thoughts as to the reason why
it was summer time and we were living in ease
on an overcast night with an underblown breeze
there aint ever been a sight quite as pretty to me
as a brown eyed flower child drinking straight whiskey
there was liquid courage running through my veins
and we went bar to bar running thought the rain
the kind of love that drives a man insane
an oasis of bliss in a sea of pain
but theres a thing line between haste and action
and now im crossing lines in search of satisfaction
truth of the matter its as simple as this
happiness can't exist unless you take a little risk
last call the destroyer of dreams
we were making a scene they had to ask us to leave
so we took it paste what we once concieved
with a moonlit walk along an empty street
and she looked at me with a close lipped smile
and said shes not going home tonight
my reply, quite simply put:
will you still love me in mornings light?
Burl Ives
Burna Boy
Burning
Burt Bacharach
Burzum
Bydlocicle
Bye Alex
Børns
C-murder
C. Edward Stewar (...)