Biografía:
Foot Ox is Teague Cullen and a revolving line up of friends. Foot Ox is based out of Portland, though Teague originally started creating music in Tempe, AZ, his hometown.
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Otras canciones:
- Abigale
- Above The Ocean
- All Covered In Blood
- Alone In The Cabinet
- Angel Eyes Basketball
- Ant Mary
- Baby
- Calis
- Carabell
- Carriers
- Charlie Brown
- Colored Pinwheel
- Darling
- Eat Up
- Green Mattress
- I Am
- I Can
- I Saw You
- I Take My Life Seriously
- Josephine And Maxine
- Los Angeles
- Milktoast
- My Girl
- New Boyfriend
- Pickled Pigs Feet
- Sandra
- Snails
- The Distance Between Us
- Tiny Animals
- Wet Blanket
- Where The Snow Has Fallen
- Winslow
¡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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come lift your finger over mine you wont be over a long time
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or in the winter heading south you can't be living in your mouth
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your mouth i'm not sure what i was sure about
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about i'm not sure what i was sure about
E A B A B E
where the silent pillars grow they wont be living in the snow
A B A B E A
or underwater with their wings they're building cities on the strings, the strings
B A B E A
you could only hear the boats crashing, crashing
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or building tiny cities on the strings, the strings
A
i know that you have a dream waiting at night beneath the flower
G#m A
painted sheets below the cealing,
A
oh beneath slowly it needs to breathe in deep to let it breathe
G#m A B A
so it can see this world it loves is spinning around it's hard
B A
and now spit on her arms(?)
G#m A B E
but it can't breathe untill this room is dead
come lift your finger over mine you wont be over a long time
E A B A B E
or in the winter heading south you can't be living in your mouth
A B A B E
your mouth i'm not sure what i was sure about
A B A B G#m A B A
about i'm not sure what i was sure about
E A B A B E
where the silent pillars grow they wont be living in the snow
A B A B E A
or underwater with their wings they're building cities on the strings, the strings
B A B E A
you could only hear the boats crashing, crashing
B A B G#m A B A
or building tiny cities on the strings, the strings
A
i know that you have a dream waiting at night beneath the flower
G#m A
painted sheets below the cealing,
A
oh beneath slowly it needs to breathe in deep to let it breathe
G#m A B A
so it can see this world it loves is spinning around it's hard
B A
and now spit on her arms(?)
G#m A B E
but it can't breathe untill this room is dead
For Dance Miracl (...)
For I Am
for KING & COUNT (...)
For My Pain...
For Our Hero
Force Vomit
Ford Theatre
Ford Turrell
Fordeban
Foreign Air