Frightened Rabbit es una banda de indie rock de Selkirk, Escocia. La banda está formada por Scott Hutchison (vocalista, guitarra), Grant Hutchison (batería), Billy Kennedy (guitarra) y el ultimo fichaje, Andy Monaghan (bajo).
Han lanzado tres álbumes de estudio. El segundo, The Midnight Organ Fight, ha recibido gran reconocimiento de la crítica internacional.
Este último año (2008) hemos visto a Frightened Rabbit avanzar con paso firme en la escena musical.
¡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 chords: Am Well the booze in my blood runs faster than love FC And my brain shouts down to my mouth, say whatever I think, say it at him Am And when the dam bursts open and you drowned out, boy FC Better go outside and sit in your boat and wait 'til you get washed away
Interlude: Am - G
Chorus 1 chords: CG Hold onto your thought, time your rall-a-a-llies, uh-uh, uuuhuh CAmG Pluck up your ears, we're doing it verbal, but I am loaded CG Duck under that desk, cover your neck, uh-uh uh-uuuh CAmG Picking your skin as I begin to shoot myself in the foot again
Interlude: C
Verse 2: [use verse 1 chords] And as the voice succumbs and my mouth goes numb I limp out to the sound of breaking of broken toes, a vandal spoke And in the stark and the sobering dry sunlight I will blink my eyes and hope the blink can erase All the shit that I said and did
Interlude: Am - G
Chorus 2: [use chorus 1 chords] Hold onto your thought, time your rall-a-a-llies, uh-uh, uuuhuh Pluck up your ears, we're doing it verbal, but I am loaded Duck under that desk, cover your neck, uh-uh uh-uuuh Picking your skin as I begin to shoot myself in the foot again
Bridge chords: AmG And if I shoot at you, you should shoot at me too Am We can drown in the ghost of the thick dark words we... G And as my face turns white, I apologize, I am sorry, its not your fault, its mine
Chorus 3: [use chorus 1 chords] Hold onto your thought, time your rall-a-a-llies, uh-uh, uuuhuh Pluck up your ears, we're doing it verbal, but I am loaded Duck under that desk, cover your neck, uh-uh uh-uuuh Picking your skin as I begin to shoot myself in the foot again