Hailing from Philadelphia, Jukebox the Ghost writes a fresh breed of melodic pop tunes driven by fiery rock momentum. With quirky lyrics and inventive songwriting, fans and critics have drawn parallels with the pop sensibility of Elvis Costello, the flamboyance of Queen, the wit of They Might Be Giants, and the creative rock of The Flaming Lips.
Jukebox the Ghost is a Washington, D.C.-born, Brooklyn-based three-piece rock band. The band consists of Ben Thornewill (vocals & piano), Tommy Siegel (vocals & guitar) and Jesse Kristin (drums).
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
F#C#F#F#7 Some walk quiet, some walk loud BF#Ab Sometimes people yell but they don't know what they're yelling about F#BbBF# I've said things I didn't mean, but I'd already said them out loud F#C#F# Forgive me if you can find out how
F#C#F#F#7 You could rise, you could sing BF#Ab Some keep filled up with the secrets that they think they need F#BbBF# Oh, what ever will the others think? F#C#F# That you're human like the rest of us, weak
BbmB Lord above me F#C# To my knees bring me BF# It's a call I don't often make C# This is the rarest of pleas F#F#7 Fair enough BBm Again you got the best of me F#C#F# Now let me go, let me go in peace
(Same progression for each verse)
I should've left But for you I'll stay There's a part of me that likes it When it burns that way I put my finger time and time through an open flame Going slowly so the burn reminds me
That we might have kissed a bit too soon I could feel what was coming and I didn't mean to hurt you I just knew that time would find our fingers linked, through and through Forgive me I'm human too
BbmB Lord above me F#C# To my knees bring me BF# It's a call I don't often make C# This is the rarest of pleas F#F#7 Fair enough BBm Again you got the best of me F#C#F# Now let me go, let me go in peace
I walk the night As the rain turned to sleet then to my use the roads became cruel And left me to my vices So I drank, stood, stared then walked down into the street Singing come on course life take me
BbmB Lord above me F#C# To my knees bring me BF# It's a call I don't often make C# This is the rarest of pleas F#F#7 Fair enough BBm Again you got the best of me F#C#F# Now let me go, let me go in peace