Biografía:
Andrew Ross McMahon (3 de Setembro de 1982) é um cantor e compositor americano. Originalmente vocalista, pianista e compositor primário das bandas Something Corporate e Jack's Mannequin . Tambem em carreira solo como Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness. Em 30 de Abril de 2013 lançou seu primeiro trabalho solo titulado ' The Pop Underground' seguido pelo album debut 'Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness' lançado em Outubro de 2014 com o single Cecilia And The Satellite.
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Otras canciones:
- All Our Lives
- Andrew Mcmahon In The Wilderness
- Art School Girlfriend
- Birthday Song
- Black And White Movies
- Brooklyn Youre Killing Me
- Canyon Moon
- Dead Mans Dollar
- Dont Speak For Me True
- Driving Through A Dream
- Everything Must Go
- Fire Escape
- Halls
- High Dive
- Island Radio
- Lottery Ticket
- Love And Great Buildings
- Maps For The Getaway
- Monday Flowers
- Ohio
- Penelope
- Shelter Breaks
- Shot Out Of A Canon
- So Close
- Something Wild
- Teenage Rockstars
- This Wild Ride
- Walking In My Sleep
- Zombies On Broadway
¡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!
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[Intro]
N.C.
Okay, alright, just let me think
C
Alright, just let me think
Just let me think
[Verse 1]
C
My heart is a troubled captain in poisoned television waters
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I have this air-conditioned nightmare
Like that book you gave to me last summer
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That made me think that everything was so much worse than it really was
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My heart is a troubled captain
But let's not get caught up on the weather
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I could keep searching for the meaning
Try to keep this all together
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But you've got green eyes like the forest
F
I got lost in on the way to some other life
[Chorus]
C
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Bb F
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
C
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Bb F
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
[Verse 2]
N.C.
My hand is a brain dead magnet
So I keep waking up on fire
F
Beneath this low rise second city
That's turning good men into liars
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And maybe I'm not all that good
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But I was better in your west coast bed
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My hand is a brain dead magnet
But let's not get caught up on connections
F
I could keep searching for a meaning
But I'm still looking for directions
Bb F
I was baptized in your parents' pool in southern California
Then I fled
[Chorus]
C
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Bb F
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
C
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Bb F
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
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[Bridge]
N.C
My hand is a brain dead magnet
C
So I keep waking up on fire
F
Beneath this low rise second city
That's turning good men into liars
[Chorus]
C
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Bb F
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
C
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Bb F
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
[Chorus]
C
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Bb F
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
C
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Bb F
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
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[Intro]
N.C.
Okay, alright, just let me think
C
Alright, just let me think
Just let me think
[Verse 1]
C
My heart is a troubled captain in poisoned television waters
F
I have this air-conditioned nightmare
Like that book you gave to me last summer
Bb F
That made me think that everything was so much worse than it really was
C
My heart is a troubled captain
But let's not get caught up on the weather
F
I could keep searching for the meaning
Try to keep this all together
Bb
But you've got green eyes like the forest
F
I got lost in on the way to some other life
[Chorus]
C
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Bb F
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
C
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Bb F
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
[Verse 2]
N.C.
My hand is a brain dead magnet
So I keep waking up on fire
F
Beneath this low rise second city
That's turning good men into liars
Bb
And maybe I'm not all that good
F
But I was better in your west coast bed
C
My hand is a brain dead magnet
But let's not get caught up on connections
F
I could keep searching for a meaning
But I'm still looking for directions
Bb F
I was baptized in your parents' pool in southern California
Then I fled
[Chorus]
C
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Bb F
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
C
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Bb F
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
C Bb F
(La la la-la laa, la-la laa la la-la laa la la)
C Bb F
(La la la-la laa, la-la laa la la-la laa la la)
C C F F
Bb F
[Bridge]
N.C
My hand is a brain dead magnet
C
So I keep waking up on fire
F
Beneath this low rise second city
That's turning good men into liars
[Chorus]
C
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Bb F
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
C
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Bb F
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
[Chorus]
C
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Bb F
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
C
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, my dear
Bb F
Brooklyn, my dear, you're killing me
C Bb F
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