Biography:
Good Friend is a punk rock band from Newcastle Upon Tyne, UK.
These three Irish lads originally come from around Belfast/Northern Ireland but they moved to Newcastle, England to get shitty jobs and form a band. The jobs did indeed turn out to be shitty, but the band turned out great! The youngsters hammered away at the songs and their rowdy music quickly drew friends and fans to the party. They sold out their first hometown show and figured it was time for their first proper release, and that's when we got involved.
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Other songs:
(for this bit, you wanna just strum once)
G C Em
The bar flies, the wise guys, the weekend millionaires
G C Em
The girls that let their hair down, and then the drugs, they just don't care
(start strumming, DDUUDU)
G C Em G C Em
Well where do you go? You've got nowhere to go.
G C Em
You call this place home.
G C Em C (x3)
G C Em
The old sparks, the have-nots, the lovers dancing slow
G C Em
Our boys are drinkin homefree, Preachin to the choir
(start strumming again, DDUUDU)
G C Em
We don't see the sunshine anymore
G C Em
We woke up on the bathroom floor,
G C Em
We don't feel as small, when we're standing tall
G C Em
We don't see the sunshine anymore
G C Em
We don't see the sunshine anymore
G C Em G C Em
Well where do you go, you call this place home
G C Em G C Em
Where do you go-oh? You've got nowhere to go.
G C Em G C Em
We call this place home, when you've got nowhere to go
G C Em G C Em
You call this place home. We call this place home.
G C Em
We call this place home.
G C Em
The bar flies, the wise guys, the weekend millionaires
G C Em
The girls that let their hair down, and then the drugs, they just don't care
(start strumming, DDUUDU)
G C Em G C Em
Well where do you go? You've got nowhere to go.
G C Em
You call this place home.
G C Em C (x3)
G C Em
The old sparks, the have-nots, the lovers dancing slow
G C Em
Our boys are drinkin homefree, Preachin to the choir
(start strumming again, DDUUDU)
G C Em
We don't see the sunshine anymore
G C Em
We woke up on the bathroom floor,
G C Em
We don't feel as small, when we're standing tall
G C Em
We don't see the sunshine anymore
G C Em
We don't see the sunshine anymore
G C Em G C Em
Well where do you go, you call this place home
G C Em G C Em
Where do you go-oh? You've got nowhere to go.
G C Em G C Em
We call this place home, when you've got nowhere to go
G C Em G C Em
You call this place home. We call this place home.
G C Em
We call this place home.
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