Biography:
Mike Rosenberg mejor conocido como Passenger, es un cantautor Británico de Folk/Pop. Mike también fue el vocalista y creador de la desaparecida banda de Folk Rock, Passenger, con la cual solo lanzo un álbum. Cuando los miembros de la banda decidieron segur caminos distintos, Rosenberg opto por mantener el nombre de dicha banda para su proyecto como solista.
Su primera presentación como solista se dio un Octubre del 2009 en Australia, siendo artista soporte para las presentaciones de Lior, Elana Stone y Brian Campeau.
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Other songs:
- 27
- All The Little Lights
- And I Love Her
- Beautiful Birds
- Bloodstains
- Bullets
- Caravan
- Catch In The Dark
- Circles
- Coins In A Fountain
- Fairy Tales And Firesides
- Fairytales And Firesides
- Feather On The Clyde
- Heart's On Fire
- Holes
- I Hate (live From The Borderline, London)
- Keep On Walking
- Let Her Go
- Let Her God
- Life's For The Living
- Mont Of Sundays
- My Hearts On Fire
- Night Vision Binoculars (walk You Home)
- Patient Love
- Riding To New York
- Scare Away The Dark
- Simple Song
- Somebody's Love
- Staring At The Stars
- Survivors
- The Wrong Direction
- Things That Stop You Dreaming
- Thunder
- Travelling Alone
- Travelling Song
- Walk In The Rain
- Whispers
- Hearts On Fire
- I Hate
- Life’s For The Living
- Start A Fire
- The Last Unicorn
- What You’re Thinking (feat. Josh Pyke)
- A Kindly Reminder
- A Thousand Matches
- Anywhere
- Beneath Your Beautiful
- Blind Love
- Community Centre
- Crows In Snow
- Dancing In The Dark
- Darkest Days
- David
- Diamonds
- Divers And Submarines
- Do What You Like
- Eagle Bear Buffalo
- Everything
- Fast Car
- Fear Of Fear
- Flight Of The Crow
- Fools Gold
- For You
- Four Horses
- Ghost Town
- Girl From The North Country
- Girl I Once Knew
- Golden Leaves
- Golden Thread
- Havent Found Her Yet
- He Leaves You Cold
- Heart To Love
- Hell Or High Water
- Holoence
- Home
- Hotel California
- House On A Hill
- I See Love
- If You Go
- If You Go I Go
- Ill Be Your Man
- In The End
- Intacto
- Kathys Song
- Lanterns
- Let Me Dream A While
- Lifes For The Living
- Month Of Sundays
- Needle In The Dark
- Night Vision Binoculars
- Nothings Changed
- Restless Wind
- Rivers
- Rolling Stone
- Runaway
- Sad Old Life
- Setting Suns
- Settled
- Shape Of Love
- Snowflakes
- Somebodys Love
- Someday
- Space Oddity
- Staring At The Sky
- Starlings
- Stolen Toys
- Strangers
- Strangers Town
- Sweet Louise
- Table For One
- The Boy Who Cried Wolf
- The Long Road
- The One You Love
- The Way It Goes
- The Way That I Need You
- Thing That Stop You Dreaming
- Things Youve Never Done
- Thunder And Lightning
- Timber And Coal
- To Be Free
- Twenty Seven
- Two Hands
- Two Tales
- Umbrella
- Vincent
- Walk You Home
- Walls
- What Will Become Of Us
- What Youre Thinking
- When We Were Young
- Why Cant I Change
- Wicked Mans Rest
- Words
- Young As The Morning Old As The Sea
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Capo 4 or 5 (depending on what version you're listening to)
[Verse]
C F
Well, I hate racist blokes, telling tasteless jokes,
C G
And explaining where people belong.
C F
I hate ignorant folks, who pay money to see gigs,
G C
And talk through every fucking song.
Am F
I hate people in nightclubs, snorting coke,
C G
And explaining where you're going wrong.
Am F
Well, if you agree, come hate it with me,
G C
And feel free to sing along.
[Chorus]
F C G C
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc.
F C G
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc
C F C G x2
[Verse]
C F
And I hate pointless status updates on Facebook,
C G
'FYI', we were never m8s.
C F
We pretend to be friends on the internet,
G C
Yet when in real life we have nothing to say,
Am F
Oh, brother, I've love for my mother,
C G
For good times, for music and for my mates.
Am F
Yeah, I love and I live, and I have love to give,
G C
But sometimes, all you can do is hate.
[Chorus]
F C G C
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc.
F C G
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc
[Verse]
F
I hate them fussy eaters, you cook them fajitas,
C G
They only eat pizza and chips.
I hate stepping outside for a smoke, and some guy coughs,
C G
Like your lungs are his.
Am
And I hate queuing up for festival toilets,
F C
Especially when you need a shit.
Am F
I hate the X-factor, for murdering music,
G C
You bunch of money grabbing pricks.
[Chorus]
F C G C
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc.
F C G
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc
C F C G x2
But second time round slow down and lift middle note off the C to walk
down to the G (if that makes any sense).
[Verse]
C F
And I hate them magazines, aimed at insecure teens,
C G
They make ten year olds chase to grow up.
C F G
"Hey kids, let's be anorexic", or better, eat chocolate 'til you throw up.
Am F
Keep your Hollywood stars, in their stupid cars,
C G
And the botox, that makes them looked fucked.
C F
Just grow old with grace, have you seen Cher's face?
G C
It looks like it's been hit by a truck.
[Chorus]
F C G C
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc
F C G C
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc
F C G C
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc
[Verse]
C F
Well, I hate racist blokes, telling tasteless jokes,
C G
And explaining where people belong.
C F
I hate ignorant folks, who pay money to see gigs,
G C
And talk through every fucking song.
Am F
I hate people in nightclubs, snorting coke,
C G
And explaining where you're going wrong.
Am F
Well, if you agree, come hate it with me,
G C
And feel free to sing along.
[Chorus]
F C G C
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc.
F C G
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc
C F C G x2
[Verse]
C F
And I hate pointless status updates on Facebook,
C G
'FYI', we were never m8s.
C F
We pretend to be friends on the internet,
G C
Yet when in real life we have nothing to say,
Am F
Oh, brother, I've love for my mother,
C G
For good times, for music and for my mates.
Am F
Yeah, I love and I live, and I have love to give,
G C
But sometimes, all you can do is hate.
[Chorus]
F C G C
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc.
F C G
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc
[Verse]
F
I hate them fussy eaters, you cook them fajitas,
C G
They only eat pizza and chips.
I hate stepping outside for a smoke, and some guy coughs,
C G
Like your lungs are his.
Am
And I hate queuing up for festival toilets,
F C
Especially when you need a shit.
Am F
I hate the X-factor, for murdering music,
G C
You bunch of money grabbing pricks.
[Chorus]
F C G C
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc.
F C G
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc
C F C G x2
But second time round slow down and lift middle note off the C to walk
down to the G (if that makes any sense).
[Verse]
C F
And I hate them magazines, aimed at insecure teens,
C G
They make ten year olds chase to grow up.
C F G
"Hey kids, let's be anorexic", or better, eat chocolate 'til you throw up.
Am F
Keep your Hollywood stars, in their stupid cars,
C G
And the botox, that makes them looked fucked.
C F
Just grow old with grace, have you seen Cher's face?
G C
It looks like it's been hit by a truck.
[Chorus]
F C G C
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc
F C G C
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc
F C G C
And it goes la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la etc
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