Biography:
Coasts formed in 2011 after meeting at university in Bath and relocating to Bristol. The band says their sound incorporates, ‘tribal drums, tropical strings, thundered keys, and lost cries.’ Citing influence from Foals, Future Islands and The Cure, their indie pop sound could get lost within the showers of the British summer, but catchy percussion and strong vocals, make for a ‘tropical indie’, energetic, fresh sound, along with plenty of charisma.
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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!
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!
[verse 1]
C#m
When that whistle blows, sweet relief to my ear
A E
I drive back home to you
G# C#m
And I pray "Lord, send me a sign."
F# G#
"That you're coming soon, to ease my worried mind."
C#m
When my car door slams, you greet me on the porch
A E
And bring me some soup from a can
G# F#
Oh, I need my strength cause I'm going out again
C#m A F# G# C#m
It's hard out there for the hard-working man
[verse 2]
C#m
The grind is hard, son, and I won't let you loose
A E
Have to sacrifice time like me
G# C#m
But I'm working my hardest for you
F# G#
Want you to stay in school and make your family proud
C#m
I will try, I will try, son, to make up for lost time
A E
But bills must always be paid
G# F#
But don't you worry none about lending a hand
C#m A F# G# C#m
Cause it's hard out there for the hard-working man
[guitar solo]
[verse 3]
C#m
I'm a sinner, Lord, beyond repair
A E
And these hands are replacements for you
G# C#m
So I'm praying, "Forgive me these crimes."
F# G#
Cause you say that you'll provide and that vengeance is mine
C#m
But times are tough, the pay is not enough
A E
And I'm walking that line of doubt
G# F#
So it's time to draw that line deep in the sand
C#m A F# G# C#m
Cause it's hard out there for the hard-working man
C#m
When that whistle blows, sweet relief to my ear
A E
I drive back home to you
G# C#m
And I pray "Lord, send me a sign."
F# G#
"That you're coming soon, to ease my worried mind."
C#m
When my car door slams, you greet me on the porch
A E
And bring me some soup from a can
G# F#
Oh, I need my strength cause I'm going out again
C#m A F# G# C#m
It's hard out there for the hard-working man
[verse 2]
C#m
The grind is hard, son, and I won't let you loose
A E
Have to sacrifice time like me
G# C#m
But I'm working my hardest for you
F# G#
Want you to stay in school and make your family proud
C#m
I will try, I will try, son, to make up for lost time
A E
But bills must always be paid
G# F#
But don't you worry none about lending a hand
C#m A F# G# C#m
Cause it's hard out there for the hard-working man
[guitar solo]
[verse 3]
C#m
I'm a sinner, Lord, beyond repair
A E
And these hands are replacements for you
G# C#m
So I'm praying, "Forgive me these crimes."
F# G#
Cause you say that you'll provide and that vengeance is mine
C#m
But times are tough, the pay is not enough
A E
And I'm walking that line of doubt
G# F#
So it's time to draw that line deep in the sand
C#m A F# G# C#m
Cause it's hard out there for the hard-working man
