Biografía:
2006-presente
The Cog is Dead es una banda steampunk proveniente de DeLand, Florida,
Ellos se consideran principalmente una banda de rock, sin embargo oscilan entre los sonidos de la música Folk Rusa, Rock n' Roll, Ragtime, Punk Rock, Reggae, scores y steampunk.
The Cog is Dead se formó a finales de 2006 por John Mondelli. Se decidieron por el nombre de "The Cog is Dead" ("El diente está muerto" en español) después de leer esas palabras al azar a partir de una página del Top Stoppard "The Real Thing".
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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!
Blood, Sweat And Tears
Am Am Am Am
Lead in strumming strong and setting the mood and pace
Am Am Am Am
Snare joins in and 2 bars later I add the a hum like a machine
Verse 1&2:
Am E
Some time ago in the city run solely on steam
E Am
The power plant workers would rise and stick to routine
Dm Am
Breakin' their backs 'til their work shirts were dirty and brown
E Am (Knock Knock)
As year after year, they'd work for the good of the town
Am E
As parts would get old, these men would make the repairs
E Am
Changing out axles and belts with meticulous care
Dm Am
Working their hands to the bone and slaving away
E E E E / / /
They'd press on with diligence and as they strained you could hear them say,
Chorus:
Dm
"With our blood, sweat, and tears
Am
And the grinding of gears
E Am
We shall slave to keep our beautiful city alive!
Dm
"Yes, with blood, sweat, and tears
Am
And the passing of years
E Am
We'll expend ourselves so our fair people may thrive!"
Verse 3&4:
Am E
One afternoon Frederick Worthington clocked into work
E Am
He went to his station not knowing the danger that lurked
Dm Am
He pulled on the lever to start up the massive machine
E Am
But deep in the workings was something he had not foreseen
Am E
The pistons were pumping as pressure began to accrue
E Am
And suddenly one of the tanks had to give, and it blew
Dm Am
Frederick was knocked back into an assortment of gears
E E E E / / /
And there in an instant he came to an end with his GREATEST FEAR!
Chorus:
Dm
And with blood, sweat, and tears
Am
And the grinding of gears
E Am
This disaster happened in front of our terrified eyes
Dm
Yes, with blood, sweat, and tears
Am
In his premature years
E Am
Frederick met his unfortunate, wholly untimely demise
Bridge: Kazoo Interlude
Dm Am
Kazoo-didi-doot-doo-dee-doot-doo-dee-doo-doo
E Am
Kazoo-didi-doot-doo-dee-doot-doo-dee-doo-dah
Dm Am
Kazoo-didi-doot-doo-dee-doot-doo-dee-doo-doo
E E
Kazooo-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doooo
Chorus: Softly
Dm
So with blood, sweat, and tears
Am
We must face what we fear
E Am
And although it's tragic, and everyone's sad that he's gone
Dm
With our blood, sweat, and tears
Am
We return to our gears
E E / / / / / / / /
This city still needs us to work, so we must carry on
Chorus:
/ / / Dm
With our blood, sweat, and tears
Am
And the grinding of gears
E Am
We shall slave to keep our beautiful city alive!
Kazoo-didi-doot-doo-dee-doot-doo-dee-doo-doo
Dm
Yes, with blood, sweat, and tears
Am
And the passing of years
E E E E E Am Dm
We'll expend ourselves so our fair people may thrive!
E Am E Am
Blood, Sweat, and Tears, Ole
Am Am Am Am
Lead in strumming strong and setting the mood and pace
Am Am Am Am
Snare joins in and 2 bars later I add the a hum like a machine
Verse 1&2:
Am E
Some time ago in the city run solely on steam
E Am
The power plant workers would rise and stick to routine
Dm Am
Breakin' their backs 'til their work shirts were dirty and brown
E Am (Knock Knock)
As year after year, they'd work for the good of the town
Am E
As parts would get old, these men would make the repairs
E Am
Changing out axles and belts with meticulous care
Dm Am
Working their hands to the bone and slaving away
E E E E / / /
They'd press on with diligence and as they strained you could hear them say,
Chorus:
Dm
"With our blood, sweat, and tears
Am
And the grinding of gears
E Am
We shall slave to keep our beautiful city alive!
Dm
"Yes, with blood, sweat, and tears
Am
And the passing of years
E Am
We'll expend ourselves so our fair people may thrive!"
Verse 3&4:
Am E
One afternoon Frederick Worthington clocked into work
E Am
He went to his station not knowing the danger that lurked
Dm Am
He pulled on the lever to start up the massive machine
E Am
But deep in the workings was something he had not foreseen
Am E
The pistons were pumping as pressure began to accrue
E Am
And suddenly one of the tanks had to give, and it blew
Dm Am
Frederick was knocked back into an assortment of gears
E E E E / / /
And there in an instant he came to an end with his GREATEST FEAR!
Chorus:
Dm
And with blood, sweat, and tears
Am
And the grinding of gears
E Am
This disaster happened in front of our terrified eyes
Dm
Yes, with blood, sweat, and tears
Am
In his premature years
E Am
Frederick met his unfortunate, wholly untimely demise
Bridge: Kazoo Interlude
Dm Am
Kazoo-didi-doot-doo-dee-doot-doo-dee-doo-doo
E Am
Kazoo-didi-doot-doo-dee-doot-doo-dee-doo-dah
Dm Am
Kazoo-didi-doot-doo-dee-doot-doo-dee-doo-doo
E E
Kazooo-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doooo
Chorus: Softly
Dm
So with blood, sweat, and tears
Am
We must face what we fear
E Am
And although it's tragic, and everyone's sad that he's gone
Dm
With our blood, sweat, and tears
Am
We return to our gears
E E / / / / / / / /
This city still needs us to work, so we must carry on
Chorus:
/ / / Dm
With our blood, sweat, and tears
Am
And the grinding of gears
E Am
We shall slave to keep our beautiful city alive!
Kazoo-didi-doot-doo-dee-doot-doo-dee-doo-doo
Dm
Yes, with blood, sweat, and tears
Am
And the passing of years
E E E E E Am Dm
We'll expend ourselves so our fair people may thrive!
E Am E Am
Blood, Sweat, and Tears, Ole
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