Biografía:
George Watsky (born September 15, 1986) is a writer and performer who believes in the equal power of the tear and the belly laugh. Born and raised in San Francisco and now based in Los Angeles, he aims to cross-pollinate the stage, screen and stereo with work that speaks to both the humor and frustrations of modern life.
George was featured on Season 6 of Russell Simmons Presents Def Poetry on HBO. He was the 2006 Youth Speaks Grand Slam Poetry Champion
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Otras canciones:
- Hey, Asshole
- 4Am Monday
- Cannonball
- Cardboard Castles
- Chemical Angel
- Energy
- Fireworks
- Grass Is Greener
- Hand Over Hand
- Hey Asshole
- Idgaf
- Lets Get High And Watch Planet Earth
- Limo 4 Emos
- Moral Of The Story
- Ninjas In Paris
- Rich Girl
- Rome
- Roses
- Sarajevo
- Send In The Sun
- Show Goes On Mini
- Sloppy Seconds
- Stick To Your Guns
- Strong As An Oak
- Talking To Myself
- Tiny Glowing Screens Pt 1
- Tiny Glowing Screens Pt 3
- Welcome To The Family
- What Goes Up
- Whoa Whoa Whoa
- Wounded Healer
¡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!
[Intro]
F/C G Bb F Bdim
[Verse 1]
F/C G
I'll be gone when you read this so I just wanted to say
Bb F Bdim
I'm sorry to the couple decent people who got in the way
F/C G
And maybe there was a point at which it all coulda been different
Bb F Bdim
But this is the position we're in and it's pointless to wish that it isn't
F/C G
They'll all be gawking when I walk in the door
Bb F Bdim
Cocking my shotgun hammer and they drop to the floor
F/C G Bb
The clocks shatter I scatter the jock horde and splatter the chalkboard
F Bdim
It matters a lot more, than half of you thought
F/C G
When you were knocking me like I'm a laughingstock
Bb F Bdim
And a weakling a freak and creep, I was mocked and ignored
F/C G
You're sorry now but talk is cheap-- shoulda thought it before
Bb F Bdim
You're the sorry flock of sheep who made me rot to the core
F/C G
And of course you'll make a break to escape through the corridor
Bb F Bdim
Don't be late I'll set you up on a date with the coroner
F/C G
And our fate's are sealed, all of you fakes
Bb F
Don't worry, this will all be over soon
[Chorus]
F/C G
You got your finger on the trigger, kid
Bb F Bdim
You got your finger on the trigger, kid, come on
F/C G
Line it up, line it up, line it up
Bb F Bdim
And hit me with the truth
F/C G
You got your finger on the trigger, kid
Bb F Bdim
You got your finger on the trigger, kid, come on
F/C G
Line it up, line it up, line it up
Bb F Bdim
And hit me with the truth
[Verse 2]
F/C G
Thanks for tuning into the top-rated crew in the news
Bb F Bdim
Feels great to us that we're the one that viewers would choose!
F/C
I'm hearing through my producer
G Bb
We've got the scoop on the name and the favorite food of the shooter
F Bdim
Plus an interview with a student
F/C G
Who's been fed through a tube she was shot in the head
Bb F Bdim
We're gonna bring you a segment live from her hospital bed!
F/C G
We'll try to bring you the spin through your preexisting opinions
Bb F Bdim
But if we miss it switch it to our sister network instead
F/C G
Of course we know this situation is tragic
Bb F Bdim
But take a minute to appreciate our fabulous graphics
F/C G
And we'll be back in action with up to the second reports
Bb F Bdim
After a couple words from all our loyal sponsors of course
F/C G
So like us, and find us, and tweet to connect
Bb F
24/7 we're giving ya what you're craving
Bdim F/C G
We live to deliver live the kinda coverage that you've come to expect
Bb F Bdim
We're always here for you
[Chorus]
F/C G
You got your finger on the trigger, kid
Bb F Bdim
You got your finger on the trigger, kid, come on
F/C G
Line it up, line it up, line it up
Bb F Bdim
And hit me with the truth
F/C G
You got your finger on the trigger, kid
Bb F Bdim
You got your finger on the trigger, kid, come on
F/C G
Line it up, line it up, line it up
Bb F Bdim
And hit me with the truth
[Bridge]
F/C G
Stick to your guns
Bb F Bdim
Stick to your guns
F/C G
Stick to your guns
Bb F Bdim
Stick to your guns
[Verse 3]
Dm
We come together in this hour of need
Dm
To honor the innocent victims of this cowardly deed
Dm
Of course I share your sentiment as your voice in the senate
Dm
But let's accept nothing ever could have been done to prevent it
Dm
It's just the strange inner visions of a deranged individual
Dm
Full of rage, full of hate, full of vitriol
Dm
But I gotta mention that it's sick and insane
Dm
My opponent's twisting your pain for political gain
F/C G
That's lame
Bb
And I think it's a damn shame
F Bdim F/C
It doesn't give anyone power to cast blame
G Bb F Bdim
Because the past is the past, and it's best that we keep things the same, so
F C G
My Chads and my Stacey's, go back to the mall
Bb F Bdim
Fill your bags out at Macy's, and chat in the hall
F/C G
And I hope I'm the vote that you cast in the poll
Bb F Bdim
Cause I care for you, it's true
[Bridge]
F/C G
Stick to your guns
Bb F Bdim
Stick to your guns
F/C G
Stick to your guns
Bb F Bdim
Stick to your guns
[Outro]
F/C G
You got your finger on the trigger, kid
Bb F Bdim
You got your finger on the trigger, kid
F/C G Bb F Bdim
[Verse 1]
F/C G
I'll be gone when you read this so I just wanted to say
Bb F Bdim
I'm sorry to the couple decent people who got in the way
F/C G
And maybe there was a point at which it all coulda been different
Bb F Bdim
But this is the position we're in and it's pointless to wish that it isn't
F/C G
They'll all be gawking when I walk in the door
Bb F Bdim
Cocking my shotgun hammer and they drop to the floor
F/C G Bb
The clocks shatter I scatter the jock horde and splatter the chalkboard
F Bdim
It matters a lot more, than half of you thought
F/C G
When you were knocking me like I'm a laughingstock
Bb F Bdim
And a weakling a freak and creep, I was mocked and ignored
F/C G
You're sorry now but talk is cheap-- shoulda thought it before
Bb F Bdim
You're the sorry flock of sheep who made me rot to the core
F/C G
And of course you'll make a break to escape through the corridor
Bb F Bdim
Don't be late I'll set you up on a date with the coroner
F/C G
And our fate's are sealed, all of you fakes
Bb F
Don't worry, this will all be over soon
[Chorus]
F/C G
You got your finger on the trigger, kid
Bb F Bdim
You got your finger on the trigger, kid, come on
F/C G
Line it up, line it up, line it up
Bb F Bdim
And hit me with the truth
F/C G
You got your finger on the trigger, kid
Bb F Bdim
You got your finger on the trigger, kid, come on
F/C G
Line it up, line it up, line it up
Bb F Bdim
And hit me with the truth
[Verse 2]
F/C G
Thanks for tuning into the top-rated crew in the news
Bb F Bdim
Feels great to us that we're the one that viewers would choose!
F/C
I'm hearing through my producer
G Bb
We've got the scoop on the name and the favorite food of the shooter
F Bdim
Plus an interview with a student
F/C G
Who's been fed through a tube she was shot in the head
Bb F Bdim
We're gonna bring you a segment live from her hospital bed!
F/C G
We'll try to bring you the spin through your preexisting opinions
Bb F Bdim
But if we miss it switch it to our sister network instead
F/C G
Of course we know this situation is tragic
Bb F Bdim
But take a minute to appreciate our fabulous graphics
F/C G
And we'll be back in action with up to the second reports
Bb F Bdim
After a couple words from all our loyal sponsors of course
F/C G
So like us, and find us, and tweet to connect
Bb F
24/7 we're giving ya what you're craving
Bdim F/C G
We live to deliver live the kinda coverage that you've come to expect
Bb F Bdim
We're always here for you
[Chorus]
F/C G
You got your finger on the trigger, kid
Bb F Bdim
You got your finger on the trigger, kid, come on
F/C G
Line it up, line it up, line it up
Bb F Bdim
And hit me with the truth
F/C G
You got your finger on the trigger, kid
Bb F Bdim
You got your finger on the trigger, kid, come on
F/C G
Line it up, line it up, line it up
Bb F Bdim
And hit me with the truth
[Bridge]
F/C G
Stick to your guns
Bb F Bdim
Stick to your guns
F/C G
Stick to your guns
Bb F Bdim
Stick to your guns
[Verse 3]
Dm
We come together in this hour of need
Dm
To honor the innocent victims of this cowardly deed
Dm
Of course I share your sentiment as your voice in the senate
Dm
But let's accept nothing ever could have been done to prevent it
Dm
It's just the strange inner visions of a deranged individual
Dm
Full of rage, full of hate, full of vitriol
Dm
But I gotta mention that it's sick and insane
Dm
My opponent's twisting your pain for political gain
F/C G
That's lame
Bb
And I think it's a damn shame
F Bdim F/C
It doesn't give anyone power to cast blame
G Bb F Bdim
Because the past is the past, and it's best that we keep things the same, so
F C G
My Chads and my Stacey's, go back to the mall
Bb F Bdim
Fill your bags out at Macy's, and chat in the hall
F/C G
And I hope I'm the vote that you cast in the poll
Bb F Bdim
Cause I care for you, it's true
[Bridge]
F/C G
Stick to your guns
Bb F Bdim
Stick to your guns
F/C G
Stick to your guns
Bb F Bdim
Stick to your guns
[Outro]
F/C G
You got your finger on the trigger, kid
Bb F Bdim
You got your finger on the trigger, kid
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Waxahatchee
Waxx
Waylon Jennings
Wayne Newton
We The Lion
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Weakerthans
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