Biography:
Bush may refer to at least 2 artists:
1. A British post-grunge band
2. A Canadian rock band
1. Bush is an English alternative rock band formed in 1992. The group chose the name "Bush" because they used to live in Shepherd's Bush, London.
Their first album, Sixteen Stone (1994), was a huge commercial success. Almost overnight, Bush went from playing small pubs in London to headlining arenas in the US, the result of extensive promotion on MTV and non-stop touring.
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Other songs:
- 40 Miles From The Sun
- Comedown This Cloud
- Float
- Glycerine
- Greedy Fly
- Swallowed
- Alien
- All Night Doctors
- Breathe
- Comedown
- Disease Of The Dancing Cats
- Everything Zen
- Forty Miles From The Sun
- Give It All Away
- Headful Of Ghosts
- Inflatable
- Letting The Cables Sleep
- Little Things
- Lost In You
- Machinehead
- Mad Love
- Monkey
- Mouth
- Out Of This World
- People That We Love
- Sixteen Stone
- Sky Turns Day Glo
- Straight No Chaser
- Swim
- The Gift
- The Only Way Out
- The Sound Of Winter
- Toma Mi Corazon
- Wild Horses
- X
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!
[Intro]
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A F C D
A F C D
A F C D
[Verse 1]
A C D G A
I bleach the sky every night
A C D G A
Loaded on wrong and further from right
A C D G A
Spinning around, two howling moons
A C D G A F C D
Cuz they're always there, whatever I do
A F C D
[Verse 2]
A C D G A
The river is loaded, I've been there today
A C D G A
Tool it some questions, she does me again
A C D G A
I'd die in your arms if you were dead too
A C D G A F C D
Here comes a lie, we will always be true
[Pre-Chorus]
Am F C D
Going up when coming down
Am F C D
Scratch away, way, way, way, way
[Chorus]
Am F C D
It's the little things that kill
Am F C D
Tearing at my brains again
Am F C
The little things that kill
The little things that kill
A F C D
A F C D
[Verse 3]
A C D G A
Bigger you give, bigger you get
A C D G A
We're boss at denial, but our best at forget
A C D G A
Cupboard is empty, we really need food
A C D G A F C D
Summer is winter and you always knew
[Pre-Chorus]
Am F C D
Going up when coming down
Am F C D
Scratch away, way, way, way, way
[Chorus]
Am F C D
It's the little things that kill
Am F C D
Tearing at my brains again
Am F C D
It's the little things that kill
Am F C D
Tearing at my brains again
Am F C D
Little little little little little little little little
Am F C D
Little little little little little little little little
[Verse 4]
Am F C D
I touch your mouth, my willy is food
Am F C D
Addicted to love, I'm addicted to you shit
Am F C D
I kill you once, I kill you again
Am F C D
We're starving and crude, welcome my friends to
Am F C D
The little things that kill
(Keep doing)
Am F C D
A F C D
A F C D
A F C D
A F C D
[Verse 1]
A C D G A
I bleach the sky every night
A C D G A
Loaded on wrong and further from right
A C D G A
Spinning around, two howling moons
A C D G A F C D
Cuz they're always there, whatever I do
A F C D
[Verse 2]
A C D G A
The river is loaded, I've been there today
A C D G A
Tool it some questions, she does me again
A C D G A
I'd die in your arms if you were dead too
A C D G A F C D
Here comes a lie, we will always be true
[Pre-Chorus]
Am F C D
Going up when coming down
Am F C D
Scratch away, way, way, way, way
[Chorus]
Am F C D
It's the little things that kill
Am F C D
Tearing at my brains again
Am F C
The little things that kill
The little things that kill
A F C D
A F C D
[Verse 3]
A C D G A
Bigger you give, bigger you get
A C D G A
We're boss at denial, but our best at forget
A C D G A
Cupboard is empty, we really need food
A C D G A F C D
Summer is winter and you always knew
[Pre-Chorus]
Am F C D
Going up when coming down
Am F C D
Scratch away, way, way, way, way
[Chorus]
Am F C D
It's the little things that kill
Am F C D
Tearing at my brains again
Am F C D
It's the little things that kill
Am F C D
Tearing at my brains again
Am F C D
Little little little little little little little little
Am F C D
Little little little little little little little little
[Verse 4]
Am F C D
I touch your mouth, my willy is food
Am F C D
Addicted to love, I'm addicted to you shit
Am F C D
I kill you once, I kill you again
Am F C D
We're starving and crude, welcome my friends to
Am F C D
The little things that kill
(Keep doing)
Am F C D
