Biografía:
Cymbals Eat Guitars son un grupo de indie rock originario de Staten Island, New York, United States. Está compuesto por Joseph Ferocious (voz, guitarra),
Matthew Whipple (bajo), Brian Hamilton (teclados) y Matthew Miller (batería). Su disco debut, Why There Are Mountains de 2009, ha recibido grandes críticas desde su lanzamiento.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
My first time posting guitar chords. It's the closest I think I've had it so far.
Any suggestions, leave them in the comments. Thank you.
F# A E B Dbm C F#m
E|-----2-----0-----0-----2-----4-----------2-----|
B|-----2-----2-----0-----4-----5-----1-----2-----|
G|-----3-----2-----1-----4-----6-----0-----2-----|
D|-----4-----2-----2-----4-----6-----2-----4-----|
A|-----4-----0-----2-----2-----4-----3-----4-----|
E|-----2-----------0-----------------------2-----|
Intro: F#, A
A E
You're taking two Klonopin
A E B
So you can quit flipping
A E A,E
And face our friends
A E
You dated the sainted dead
A E
He ain't nothing but a prayer card
B A E A,E
Tacked up with my record jackets
A E
We're riding through Jackson pines
A E B
Towards Six Flags to wait in lines
A E A E
And have our spines shook
A E B
And I'm shook
Chorus Lead (this isn't the way that it's played during the chorus, but it's something to fill for now):
E|-------------5---4-----------
B|-------5---5---5---7-5-4-5-7-
G|---6-----6-------------------
D|-7---7-----------------------
A|-----------------------------
E|-----------------------------
A E
B A E
Got the space sickness
B A E B
While we wait on the weightlessness
A E
A delirious kiss
B Dbm
And the feeling of falling in
C E A E F#m
Getting good at looking so in love
E
But my eyes are unfocused
The little ditty between the post-chorus and the second verse:
e:----------------0--------------------------
B:-------------------------------------------
G:-----4p2-1--------------4p2-1--------------
D:------------2-----------------2------------
A:--0-----------------0----------------------
E:-------------------------------------------
A E
We're right back in Manalapan
A E B
Those rainbows of oil spin
A E
On your former street
A E
Are we more than meat?
A E B
Not a goddamn thing we could have said
To convince you
Dbm C E A E F#m
Now I dream in color of your face
E
And I see the coast in your mirror shades
Dbm C E A E F#
Only feel relief when I'm back at home
Falling forward alone
A E
B A E
Got the space sickness
B A E B
While we wait on the weightlessness
A E
A delirious kiss
B
And the feeling of falling in
E (play 4 bars)
A (play 2 bars)
E (play 4 bars)
A (play 2 bars)
A F#m A
So there's nothing to do when
F#m A
It's a foregone conclusion
F#m A F#
A pool overflowing and bursting
Come the fuck on
During solo play:
A,E,B
B A E
I don't wanna die
B A E B
At the hands of the Jackson Whites
A E
Let the warm air rush in
B
At the wreck up ahead
Any suggestions, leave them in the comments. Thank you.
F# A E B Dbm C F#m
E|-----2-----0-----0-----2-----4-----------2-----|
B|-----2-----2-----0-----4-----5-----1-----2-----|
G|-----3-----2-----1-----4-----6-----0-----2-----|
D|-----4-----2-----2-----4-----6-----2-----4-----|
A|-----4-----0-----2-----2-----4-----3-----4-----|
E|-----2-----------0-----------------------2-----|
Intro: F#, A
A E
You're taking two Klonopin
A E B
So you can quit flipping
A E A,E
And face our friends
A E
You dated the sainted dead
A E
He ain't nothing but a prayer card
B A E A,E
Tacked up with my record jackets
A E
We're riding through Jackson pines
A E B
Towards Six Flags to wait in lines
A E A E
And have our spines shook
A E B
And I'm shook
Chorus Lead (this isn't the way that it's played during the chorus, but it's something to fill for now):
E|-------------5---4-----------
B|-------5---5---5---7-5-4-5-7-
G|---6-----6-------------------
D|-7---7-----------------------
A|-----------------------------
E|-----------------------------
A E
B A E
Got the space sickness
B A E B
While we wait on the weightlessness
A E
A delirious kiss
B Dbm
And the feeling of falling in
C E A E F#m
Getting good at looking so in love
E
But my eyes are unfocused
The little ditty between the post-chorus and the second verse:
e:----------------0--------------------------
B:-------------------------------------------
G:-----4p2-1--------------4p2-1--------------
D:------------2-----------------2------------
A:--0-----------------0----------------------
E:-------------------------------------------
A E
We're right back in Manalapan
A E B
Those rainbows of oil spin
A E
On your former street
A E
Are we more than meat?
A E B
Not a goddamn thing we could have said
To convince you
Dbm C E A E F#m
Now I dream in color of your face
E
And I see the coast in your mirror shades
Dbm C E A E F#
Only feel relief when I'm back at home
Falling forward alone
A E
B A E
Got the space sickness
B A E B
While we wait on the weightlessness
A E
A delirious kiss
B
And the feeling of falling in
E (play 4 bars)
A (play 2 bars)
E (play 4 bars)
A (play 2 bars)
A F#m A
So there's nothing to do when
F#m A
It's a foregone conclusion
F#m A F#
A pool overflowing and bursting
Come the fuck on
During solo play:
A,E,B
B A E
I don't wanna die
B A E B
At the hands of the Jackson Whites
A E
Let the warm air rush in
B
At the wreck up ahead
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