Biografia:
Dispatch foi uma banda americana de indie/folk formada em Middlebury College, Vermont. Ficaram juntos de 1996 a 2002, se reunindo duas vezes depois para outros shows (em 2004 e 2007). Dispatch experimentou uma variedade de gêneros, sendo uma banda muito difícil de classificar um estilo. A banda também foi fundamental na fundação da organização sem fins lucrativos The Elias Fund. Dispatch foi formado por Brad Corrigan (vocal, bateria, guitarra e percussão)
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Outras músicas:
- Bats In The Belfry (acoustic)
- Cover This
- Craze
- Flying Horses
- Mayday
- The General
- The General Intro
- Two Coins
- Walk With You
- Out Loud
- Atticus Cobain
- Bats In The Belfry
- Be Gone
- Begin Again
- Beto
- Born And Razed
- Bridges
- Bullet Holes
- Circles Around The Sun
- Cross The World
- Curse And Crush
- Don Juan Tango
- Elias
- Father Christmas
- General
- Get Ready Boy
- Headlights
- Here We Go
- Hey Hey
- Josephine
- Letter To Lady J
- Midnight Lorry
- Mission
- Never Or Now
- Only The Wild Ones
- Open Up
- Painted Yellow Lines
- Passerby
- Prince Of Spades
- Prisoners Visitor
- Questioned Apocalypes
- Railway
- Rice Water
- Silent Steeples
- Steeples
- Valentine
- Water Stop
- Way It Goes
- We Hold A Gun
- Windylike
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!
Intro:
Bm A F# E Bm A F# E
Chorus:
(Bm A F# E)
here we go
leave it on the back burner
take it to the dry town
Verse:
(Bm A F# E)
I got the mean time slippin' down
the slide some uptight right wing,
political homicide, do what you want,
take what you will, take it in like a
southpaw, flip it on the grill
bourgeoise, protocol
bottoms up boys this is the last call
happy hour doesn't last too long
you know it never does
so I sit here on a bar stool looking at
the sky got a buck and a quarter
and a bucket full or rye
don't step out of line you'll get time
in the brig don't yield to the mighty
you got your own dirt to dig
Chorus:
(Bm A F# E)
here we go
leave it on the back burner
take it to the dry town
Bridge:
(Bm A F# E)
me and my flea bag friends we ran
to have our own feast of Crispan
Murphy was there with number 22
they were got caught in the middleof a coup, you will
lose me if I don't lose you, I will
Bm F#
Lose me if I don’t lose you
(Bm A F# E) x2
(D F# E Bm)
we haven't chosen
anyone of you to condemn
so make your decision and chose you
side or let us begin
Intro:
Bm A F# E Bm A F# E
(Bm A F# E)
steeped in knowledge
I'll step from the board
down to the speak easy
with my double-edged sword
you know the deal
you got to spin the wheel
I heard the heavens are full of sevens
but as matter of fact
you know that cat suicide jack
he don't play like that
truth is he don't really play at all
Chorus:
(Bm A F# E)
here we go
leave it on the back burner
take it to the dry town
End on Bm
Bm A F# E Bm A F# E
Chorus:
(Bm A F# E)
here we go
leave it on the back burner
take it to the dry town
Verse:
(Bm A F# E)
I got the mean time slippin' down
the slide some uptight right wing,
political homicide, do what you want,
take what you will, take it in like a
southpaw, flip it on the grill
bourgeoise, protocol
bottoms up boys this is the last call
happy hour doesn't last too long
you know it never does
so I sit here on a bar stool looking at
the sky got a buck and a quarter
and a bucket full or rye
don't step out of line you'll get time
in the brig don't yield to the mighty
you got your own dirt to dig
Chorus:
(Bm A F# E)
here we go
leave it on the back burner
take it to the dry town
Bridge:
(Bm A F# E)
me and my flea bag friends we ran
to have our own feast of Crispan
Murphy was there with number 22
they were got caught in the middleof a coup, you will
lose me if I don't lose you, I will
Bm F#
Lose me if I don’t lose you
(Bm A F# E) x2
(D F# E Bm)
we haven't chosen
anyone of you to condemn
so make your decision and chose you
side or let us begin
Intro:
Bm A F# E Bm A F# E
(Bm A F# E)
steeped in knowledge
I'll step from the board
down to the speak easy
with my double-edged sword
you know the deal
you got to spin the wheel
I heard the heavens are full of sevens
but as matter of fact
you know that cat suicide jack
he don't play like that
truth is he don't really play at all
Chorus:
(Bm A F# E)
here we go
leave it on the back burner
take it to the dry town
End on Bm
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