Biography:
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).
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Other songs:
- At Last
- Half Crazy
- Schizophrenia
- Somebody
- Adulthood
- Beady Eyes On The Horizon
- Dead
- Dont Let Me Fall Behind
- Everybody Knows
- Everybodys Lonely
- Fred Astaire
- Ghosts In Empty Houses
- Girl
- Good Day
- Hold It In
- Hollywood
- Jumpstarted
- Long Way Home
- Man In The Moon
- Oh Emily
- See You Soon
- Show Me Where It Hurts
- Simple As 1 2 3
- So Let Us Create
- Stay The Night
- The Great Unknown
- The Popular Thing
- The Spiritual
- This Year
- Undeniable You
- Under My Skin
- Victoria
- When The Nights Get Long
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!
My favourite song by my favourite band - I *think* this is almost correct.
Standard tuning, no capo. Please forgive any lyrical errors!
All chords should really be played as barre chords, but let's face it, those are
uncomfortable and are really only necessary when a Cm or Gsus4 chord is coming up.
__________
G - 320033/355433
Bm - x24432
C - x32010/x35553
Em - 022000
Cm - x35543
Gaug - 321003
G Bm
There's a dead man hanging,
C
slumped over the steering wheel
G Bm C
of an interstate runaway bursting into flames.
G Bm
And the devil was gently breathing,
C
sleeping face-down in my apartment,
G Bm C
and like all his friends I'm growing tired of his games.
G Bm
And there's a homeless man arranging his hands,
Em C
grooving to the beat radiating from a police scanner.
G Bm
He said "The air was feeling good to me,
Em C
as cool and ripe as air can be."
G Bm
And a woman who sincerely believes
Em C
in UFOs (UFOs) - you can blame her when the stars are hanging
G Bm
overhead, dangling by a thread,
Em Cm
floating ten thousand feet off the ground.
G Gaug
This was the story told to me
Em Gaug
when I was just the age of seventeen;
G Gaug
one which God himself dictated to me,
C (staccato)
He said, "This is how all this shit's gonna be,
G Gaug Em Gaug
when I blow your little planet into smithereens (smithereens)
G Gaug Em Gaug
Blow your little planet into smithereens"
G Gaug
It haunted my dreams
Em C
like an accident on replay
G Gaug Em Gaug
on a TV screen.
Cm G
She sees faces in her dreams;
Em
strange machines she'd never seen.
G
Blueprints of submarines
Em
to reassemble in a time of dire need (dire need).
G
And there were preachers in the desert,
Em
waving to the crowd,
G
dictating seven angry letters
Em
from a man up in the clouds
G
And there were twenty-seven soldiers
Bm
telling twenty-seven lies,
Em
and a hole inside a hurricane
Cm
with a pair of beady eyes.
G Gaug
A pair of beady eyes looking down
Em Cm
onto the pavement while the stars are gathered 'round.
G Gaug
Because they all want a front seat when shit starts going down,
Em C (staccato) Cm-Cm
because the Sun is just a supernova turned the other way around!
G Bm C
G Bm C
G Bm
There were strangers in the subway and men in limousines
C
making deals and swapping photographs of cans of gasoline.
G Bm
There are no angels in the woodwork or devils on the ground;
C
They're looking through a hurricane's tectonic wall of sound.
G Bm
And the man who smokes his cigarettes the other way around
C
she's looking in behind him from inside a wall of sound
G Bm
and she is dancing with the neon 'cause the air is feeling good
C Cm
against her arms and legs and fingertips are measuring the distance
G Bm
in the spaces in between me and you and all your friends;
C Cm
and there's no time to load a weapon; no time to make amends.
G Bm
And people frozen in their tracks stand staring at the sky,
C Cm
at a hole inside a hurricane revealing...
Cm
A pair of beady eyes!
G Gaug
A pair of beady eyes looking down
Em C
onto the pavement while the stars are gathered 'round.
G Gaug
Because they all want a front seat when shit starts going down,
Em Cm
because the sun is just a supernova turned the other way around!
G (crazy piano solo)
G Cm-Cm
This is not a test, this is the real thing...
G Cm
This is not a test, this is the real thing.
Standard tuning, no capo. Please forgive any lyrical errors!
All chords should really be played as barre chords, but let's face it, those are
uncomfortable and are really only necessary when a Cm or Gsus4 chord is coming up.
__________
G - 320033/355433
Bm - x24432
C - x32010/x35553
Em - 022000
Cm - x35543
Gaug - 321003
G Bm
There's a dead man hanging,
C
slumped over the steering wheel
G Bm C
of an interstate runaway bursting into flames.
G Bm
And the devil was gently breathing,
C
sleeping face-down in my apartment,
G Bm C
and like all his friends I'm growing tired of his games.
G Bm
And there's a homeless man arranging his hands,
Em C
grooving to the beat radiating from a police scanner.
G Bm
He said "The air was feeling good to me,
Em C
as cool and ripe as air can be."
G Bm
And a woman who sincerely believes
Em C
in UFOs (UFOs) - you can blame her when the stars are hanging
G Bm
overhead, dangling by a thread,
Em Cm
floating ten thousand feet off the ground.
G Gaug
This was the story told to me
Em Gaug
when I was just the age of seventeen;
G Gaug
one which God himself dictated to me,
C (staccato)
He said, "This is how all this shit's gonna be,
G Gaug Em Gaug
when I blow your little planet into smithereens (smithereens)
G Gaug Em Gaug
Blow your little planet into smithereens"
G Gaug
It haunted my dreams
Em C
like an accident on replay
G Gaug Em Gaug
on a TV screen.
Cm G
She sees faces in her dreams;
Em
strange machines she'd never seen.
G
Blueprints of submarines
Em
to reassemble in a time of dire need (dire need).
G
And there were preachers in the desert,
Em
waving to the crowd,
G
dictating seven angry letters
Em
from a man up in the clouds
G
And there were twenty-seven soldiers
Bm
telling twenty-seven lies,
Em
and a hole inside a hurricane
Cm
with a pair of beady eyes.
G Gaug
A pair of beady eyes looking down
Em Cm
onto the pavement while the stars are gathered 'round.
G Gaug
Because they all want a front seat when shit starts going down,
Em C (staccato) Cm-Cm
because the Sun is just a supernova turned the other way around!
G Bm C
G Bm C
G Bm
There were strangers in the subway and men in limousines
C
making deals and swapping photographs of cans of gasoline.
G Bm
There are no angels in the woodwork or devils on the ground;
C
They're looking through a hurricane's tectonic wall of sound.
G Bm
And the man who smokes his cigarettes the other way around
C
she's looking in behind him from inside a wall of sound
G Bm
and she is dancing with the neon 'cause the air is feeling good
C Cm
against her arms and legs and fingertips are measuring the distance
G Bm
in the spaces in between me and you and all your friends;
C Cm
and there's no time to load a weapon; no time to make amends.
G Bm
And people frozen in their tracks stand staring at the sky,
C Cm
at a hole inside a hurricane revealing...
Cm
A pair of beady eyes!
G Gaug
A pair of beady eyes looking down
Em C
onto the pavement while the stars are gathered 'round.
G Gaug
Because they all want a front seat when shit starts going down,
Em Cm
because the sun is just a supernova turned the other way around!
G (crazy piano solo)
G Cm-Cm
This is not a test, this is the real thing...
G Cm
This is not a test, this is the real thing.
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