Jets to Brazil was an American rock band. It was founded by Blake Schwarzenbach, former frontman of Jawbreaker, who found himself in Brooklyn, New York, after Jawbreaker disbanded. There he united with friend Jeremy Chatelain (who is not to be confused with the French singer of the same name); the two had met at the final Jawbreaker show, Chatelain himself having emerged from the break-up of Handsome.
Together they began working on four-track recordings aided by drum machines until they asked Chris Daly
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Jets To Brazil Crown Of The Valley Orange Rhyming Dictionary 1998 Jade Tree Records Submitted by: [email protected]
Key: E, G, A
Chords used: E - 022100 D - xx0232 A - x02220 G - 320033 C - x32010
Intro: E--D-A- x4
Verse 1: E we are the high street service trays coming to DA take you away E pasadena 68 with speed on your DA breakfast plate
Chorus 1: EG aunt cancer calls DA them happy pills C they keep her G calm and cool EAE until he leaves
Verse 2: E the moccasin skin obsession leather thigh white tennis DA skirt so high E the eyes of mine are new and kind but the hair is not grey it DA is white
Chorus 2 EG and grandfather DA is an ascot noose C can't tie the G tassels on his DAE shoes leave me
Bridge 1: AD oh god stop tearing ED off the roof of my AE experimental bathroom DA it's the only thing E that's halfway mine D and not for your AEEEE prying and lying eyes
Verse 3: E these are the red eyed politics the cocktail DA revisionists E war room rules no wives or kids here men sing DA he boy in them E the hedge casts heroes late across our lawn the valley D hunt militiamen all AE gone thought we had the lock in 54 now the maid owns D the house next door A and what's more
Chorus 3: EG swims in the pool DA she used to clean CG our new king looks DAE like a queen leave me
Bridge 2: AD the empire is melting ED like ice cream on A the altar of the EA sun this skin D we've stretched E for centuries D it's faded it's fraying it's AE meaningless to me