Biografía:
The Sam Chase has a voice like a Nun on the lam with a mouthful cigarettes and curse words in a lonely bar, drunkenly dancing next to a broken jukebox. His songs are scribbled, not written, on lipstick and sweat stained motel bedsheets because he likes the way the ink bleeds. His guitar runs on diesel and leaks like the morning after too much Whiskey. His is a show you'll probably want to tattoo on your body so everyone will know that you knew him before he was cool.
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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!
[Verse 1]
D
If you keep your options open
There are places you will go
D
They will treat you like the kings and queens
G
your parents thought you'd be when you were born
You'd see it all, with your head up standing tall
D
and you'd look back and think it's funny
how you spent your time and money
[Chorus]
A
In this world
G
Living in this perfect world
D
Everyone can write a song.
[Verse 2]
D
Let me tell you mister
you should always talk to strangers
D
because you never really know the brilliant things that you might hear
G
like all of the fall of civilizations caused by far off constellations
D
or we all aren't really here, we're just quantum sized good vibrations
[Chorus]
A
In this world
G
Living in this perfect world
D
Even strangers sing along
[Verse 3]
D
If you keep your options open
There are places you will go
D
It might be hell, it might be heaven, might be nothing,
maybe something else
G
who knows?
G
I can't really say for sure
G
because I've never really been dead before
D
But I guess someday I'll know it,
D
or perhaps maybe I won't oh
[Chorus]
A
In this world
G
Living in this perfect world
D
None of us will ever die.
D
If you keep your options open
There are places you will go
D
They will treat you like the kings and queens
G
your parents thought you'd be when you were born
You'd see it all, with your head up standing tall
D
and you'd look back and think it's funny
how you spent your time and money
[Chorus]
A
In this world
G
Living in this perfect world
D
Everyone can write a song.
[Verse 2]
D
Let me tell you mister
you should always talk to strangers
D
because you never really know the brilliant things that you might hear
G
like all of the fall of civilizations caused by far off constellations
D
or we all aren't really here, we're just quantum sized good vibrations
[Chorus]
A
In this world
G
Living in this perfect world
D
Even strangers sing along
[Verse 3]
D
If you keep your options open
There are places you will go
D
It might be hell, it might be heaven, might be nothing,
maybe something else
G
who knows?
G
I can't really say for sure
G
because I've never really been dead before
D
But I guess someday I'll know it,
D
or perhaps maybe I won't oh
[Chorus]
A
In this world
G
Living in this perfect world
D
None of us will ever die.
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