Jets to Brazil fue una banda estadounidense de rock y emo formada por Blake Schwarzenbach, antiguo líder de Jawbreaker . Mientras se encontraba en Brooklyn, Nueva York, se juntó con su amigo Jeremy Chatelain y luego se les uniría el baterista Chris Daly, anteriormente de Texas Is the Reason. A Daly se le ocurrió el nombre “Jets to Brazil” de un poster que aparece en la película Breakfast at Tiffany’s. La banda empezó a grabar para Jade Tree Records en 1997 y sacaron 3 discos antes de separarse en el 2003.
¡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!
Jets To Brazil Crown Of The Valley Orange Rhyming Dictionary 1998 Jade Tree Records Submitted by: [email protected]
Key: E, G, A
Chords used: E - 022100 D - xx0232 A - x02220 G - 320033 C - x32010
Intro: E--D-A- x4
Verse 1: E we are the high street service trays coming to DA take you away E pasadena 68 with speed on your DA breakfast plate
Chorus 1: EG aunt cancer calls DA them happy pills C they keep her G calm and cool EAE until he leaves
Verse 2: E the moccasin skin obsession leather thigh white tennis DA skirt so high E the eyes of mine are new and kind but the hair is not grey it DA is white
Chorus 2 EG and grandfather DA is an ascot noose C can't tie the G tassels on his DAE shoes leave me
Bridge 1: AD oh god stop tearing ED off the roof of my AE experimental bathroom DA it's the only thing E that's halfway mine D and not for your AEEEE prying and lying eyes
Verse 3: E these are the red eyed politics the cocktail DA revisionists E war room rules no wives or kids here men sing DA he boy in them E the hedge casts heroes late across our lawn the valley D hunt militiamen all AE gone thought we had the lock in 54 now the maid owns D the house next door A and what's more
Chorus 3: EG swims in the pool DA she used to clean CG our new king looks DAE like a queen leave me
Bridge 2: AD the empire is melting ED like ice cream on A the altar of the EA sun this skin D we've stretched E for centuries D it's faded it's fraying it's AE meaningless to me