Lightning Seeds are an alternative/pop band, largely the brainchild of writer, singer and guitarist Ian Broudie (born 4th August 1958 in Liverpool, England). The band currently consists of Ian Broudie (vocals, guitar), Riley Broudie (guitar), Martyn Campbell (bass), Angie Pollock (keyboard) and Jack Prince (drums). Co-founder Simon Rogers, although no longer a member of the band, still works with them during album recordings. They are best known for three songs: 1989's "Pure", 1992's "The Life of Riley" and 1996's "Three Lions"
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#2 from the Cloudcuckooland album. The C#m is a bit dodgy to me, it could be an A but I haven't got a good enough ear to tell.
THE LIGHTNING SEEDS: Bound in a Nutshell
Intro: E .. AB
EC#m Bound in a nutshell, lost in our weary eyes E C#m (not sure about this one) We're tumbledown people living our tumbledown lives AB But a breath of life could make our engines roar
EAB Oh, we're far from power, north of desire High and dry, hoping you'll send us From your mouth, instead of lies A kiss of life for sleeping giants
Broken, bound and battered, freezing on picket lines A colder frost can shatter and chain us for all our lives But a breath of life could make our engines roar
Oh, we're far from power, north of desire Tied and bound by all these lies Step by step open tired eyes With a kiss of life for sleeping giants
AEF#mEAEF#mE They spin our world from cruel to kind, and make our futures a downward slide AEF#mEF#mAB The strong get strong, and still want more, but day by day the giants thaw
Tomorrow must be calling with an open door There's noone left to start our revolution anymore We need some flames to burn down every door
Oh, we're far from power, north of desire High and dry, hoping you'll send us From your mouth, instead of lies A kiss of life for sleeping giants
Oh, we're far from power, north of desire Tied and bound by all these lies Step by step open tired eyes With a kiss of life for sleeping giants
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