Biography:
What do you call a female Brooklyn songwriter with a smarmy, witty lyrical edge, a band that plays as if they'd just stepped out of the Brill Building, and a voice that's got the squeaky charm of Gwen Stefani's? Howabout: the next Lily Allen.
“I was the surprise,” says April Smith, the bonus baby her parents won late and whose moxie and dash astounded everyone she met. Today, she remains a welcome bolt: a loose-lipped, cocked-hip gal whose music and mien could buoy the Titanic.
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Verse 1:
Am A6
If you dig under my feet
Riff
you will find things that you don't want to see
Am A6
things that i hide deep down inside
Riff Am A6
a menagerie of the tragedy i caused and all of my flaws
Riff Am
and my demons are all that can see
A6 Am Am A6 Am
then what would you do if you only knew
Chorus:
Am A6
all of the things that I've done
Dm
terrible things you would never believe
Am A6
things that I've done
Oh how you'll run
Dm
if you knew a single one
Am A6 Am A6 Am
all of the things that I've done
Verse 2:
Am A6
Would my face give me away
but i know it wont
Riff
cause i don't even feel
Am A6
i just reflect what you expect
Riff
so you don't suspect that
Am A6 Am A6 Am
i could be exactly who i am
[chorus]
Bridge:
Dm
I know that I'm inflected
Am
but who could have predicted
Dm E
that monster that I've become
Dm
i keep things carefully covered
Am
so no one will discover
Dm
that i could be the culprit
A6 E
I'm sorry i cant help it
[chorus]
Aquilo
Arabic Folklore
Arashi
Arbol
Arbolito