Biography:
The Arkells are a Canadian rock band, formed in Hamilton, Ontario, Canada. In 2008, they signed with Dine Alone Records, home to other Canadian acts such as City and Colour, Bedouin Soundclash, Black Lungs and Cancer Bats. Their first full length record,Jackson Square, was released on October 28th, 2008, and includes their biggest hit "Oh! The Boss is Coming", along with "The Ballad of Hugo Chavez", and "No Champagne Socialist."
In late 2008, Arkells toured Canada as opening act for Matt Mays & El Torpedo.
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Other songs:
- And Then Some
- Ballad Of Hugo Chavez
- John Lennon
- Knocking At The Door
- Leather Jacket
- On Paper
- 11 11
- A Little Rain A Song For Pete
- Abigail
- Agent Zero
- American Screams
- Book Club
- Coffee
- Come Back Home
- Come To Light
- Company Man
- Crawling Through The Window
- Cynical Bastards
- Deadlines
- Dirty Blonde
- Dont Be A Stranger
- Drakes Dad
- Eyes On The Prize
- Hand Me Downs
- Im Not The Sun
- Kiss Cam
- Michigan Left
- My Hearts Always Yours
- Never Thought That This Would Happen
- No Champagne Socialist
- Oh The Boss Is Coming
- Only For A Moment
- Passenger Seat
- Peoples Champ
- Private School
- Pullin Punches
- Relentless
- Round And Round
- Savannah
- Show Me Dont Tell Me
- What Are You Holding On To
- Whistleblower
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[Intro]
B A D E
Reach out, it could be better than a fantasy
B A
I keep my eyes on the prize, baby
N.C.
I keep my eyes on the prize, baby
(Baby, baby)
[Verse 1]
B A
I got my levels outta place, last night was a long one
A
Lookin' for a quick fix, lookin' for a short cut
B A
But if I wanna game plan up for a long run
A
What do I bring to the table except dumb luck?
[Verse 2]
B A
There's a good chance the last thing I think of
A
Will show up in my sleep and crash all my dreams
B
With some shit I won't repeat
A
'cause it's not what I'm proud of
A
Some heaviness, some pettiness
A
Some things that I'm ashamed of
[Pre-Chorus]
B A
When I think of you (when I think of you)
A
I think of us (I think of us)
B A
I think I'm done with this (this motherfucking hiatus)
B A
October comes and I'll show you what I'm made of
B A
I hope it's harvest time
A
For my fruits of labour
[Chorus]
B C#m D A
Reach out, you've got the real deal right in front of you
B C#m
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
D A
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
B C#m D A
Reach out, it could be better than a fantasy
B C#m
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
D A
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
[Verse 2]
B A
I was repeating conversations with a chip on my shoulder
A
Replaying the scene, over and over
B A
I got confused and the world started spinnin
A
Send out a search party, I've gone missin'
B A
Cause Lord knows I've been through the ringer
A
Lord knows I'm gonna come out swingin'
B A
It's mid July in New York City
A
I've been sitting in Coach, but I'm ready for the big leagues
[Chorus]
B C#m D A
Reach out, you've got the real deal right in front of you
B C#m
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
D A
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
B C#m D A
Reach out, it could be better than a fantasy
B C#m
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
D A
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
[Post-Chorus]
B C#m D A
Got me singing ayy-ohh! (got me singing ayy-ohh!)
B C#m D A
Got me singing ayy-ohh! (got me singing ayy-ohh!)
B C#m D A
Got me singing ayy-ohh! (got me singing ayy-ohh!)
B C#m D A
Got me singing ayy-ohh! (got me singing ayy-ohh!)
[Bridge]
N.C
Those bodega lights at 3 am
N.C
Flourescent and bright
N.C
Just like a movie set
N.C
And Jules was dancin', lit an imaginary cigarette
N.C
He said, "man, why you feelin' sorry for yourself"
N.C
And the man behind the counter, turned up that radio
N.C
One of those old AM/FM boomboxes, the kind with the cassettes
E
You said something that I won't forget:
E
"Ya just keep movin', movin'
E
Ya just keep movin', movin'
E
Ya just keep movin', movin'
E
Ya just keep movin'"
[Verse 3]
B A
Are we meditating on this, or medicating on this?
B A
I've tried out both before
B A E
It seemed like the perfect day to take a leap of faith
But I came up short
B A
Are you listening close? Start listening close!
B A
To tell me your true desire
B A
I know it's played some mean tricks before
E
But I promise the body don't lie
[Chorus]
B C#m D A
Reach out, you've got the real deal right in front of you
B C#m
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
D A
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
B C#m D A
Reach out, it could be better than a fantasy
B C#m
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
D A
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
[Outro]
B C#m D A
Got me singing ayy-ohh! (got me singing ayy-ohh!)
B C#m D A
Got me singing ayy-ohh! (got me singing ayy-ohh!)
B C#m D A
Got me singing ayy-ohh! (got me singing ayy-ohh!)
B C#m D A
Got me singing ayy-ohh! (got me singing ayy-ohh!)
B A D E
Reach out, it could be better than a fantasy
B A
I keep my eyes on the prize, baby
N.C.
I keep my eyes on the prize, baby
(Baby, baby)
[Verse 1]
B A
I got my levels outta place, last night was a long one
A
Lookin' for a quick fix, lookin' for a short cut
B A
But if I wanna game plan up for a long run
A
What do I bring to the table except dumb luck?
[Verse 2]
B A
There's a good chance the last thing I think of
A
Will show up in my sleep and crash all my dreams
B
With some shit I won't repeat
A
'cause it's not what I'm proud of
A
Some heaviness, some pettiness
A
Some things that I'm ashamed of
[Pre-Chorus]
B A
When I think of you (when I think of you)
A
I think of us (I think of us)
B A
I think I'm done with this (this motherfucking hiatus)
B A
October comes and I'll show you what I'm made of
B A
I hope it's harvest time
A
For my fruits of labour
[Chorus]
B C#m D A
Reach out, you've got the real deal right in front of you
B C#m
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
D A
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
B C#m D A
Reach out, it could be better than a fantasy
B C#m
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
D A
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
[Verse 2]
B A
I was repeating conversations with a chip on my shoulder
A
Replaying the scene, over and over
B A
I got confused and the world started spinnin
A
Send out a search party, I've gone missin'
B A
Cause Lord knows I've been through the ringer
A
Lord knows I'm gonna come out swingin'
B A
It's mid July in New York City
A
I've been sitting in Coach, but I'm ready for the big leagues
[Chorus]
B C#m D A
Reach out, you've got the real deal right in front of you
B C#m
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
D A
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
B C#m D A
Reach out, it could be better than a fantasy
B C#m
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
D A
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
[Post-Chorus]
B C#m D A
Got me singing ayy-ohh! (got me singing ayy-ohh!)
B C#m D A
Got me singing ayy-ohh! (got me singing ayy-ohh!)
B C#m D A
Got me singing ayy-ohh! (got me singing ayy-ohh!)
B C#m D A
Got me singing ayy-ohh! (got me singing ayy-ohh!)
[Bridge]
N.C
Those bodega lights at 3 am
N.C
Flourescent and bright
N.C
Just like a movie set
N.C
And Jules was dancin', lit an imaginary cigarette
N.C
He said, "man, why you feelin' sorry for yourself"
N.C
And the man behind the counter, turned up that radio
N.C
One of those old AM/FM boomboxes, the kind with the cassettes
E
You said something that I won't forget:
E
"Ya just keep movin', movin'
E
Ya just keep movin', movin'
E
Ya just keep movin', movin'
E
Ya just keep movin'"
[Verse 3]
B A
Are we meditating on this, or medicating on this?
B A
I've tried out both before
B A E
It seemed like the perfect day to take a leap of faith
But I came up short
B A
Are you listening close? Start listening close!
B A
To tell me your true desire
B A
I know it's played some mean tricks before
E
But I promise the body don't lie
[Chorus]
B C#m D A
Reach out, you've got the real deal right in front of you
B C#m
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
D A
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
B C#m D A
Reach out, it could be better than a fantasy
B C#m
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
D A
Keep my eyes on the prize, baby
[Outro]
B C#m D A
Got me singing ayy-ohh! (got me singing ayy-ohh!)
B C#m D A
Got me singing ayy-ohh! (got me singing ayy-ohh!)
B C#m D A
Got me singing ayy-ohh! (got me singing ayy-ohh!)
B C#m D A
Got me singing ayy-ohh! (got me singing ayy-ohh!)
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