Biografía:
The Films es una banda de indie rock,pop americana. La banda es originaria de Charleston, Sur de California, Estados Unidos. Esta compuesta por Michael Trent, Kenneth Harris, Jacob Sinclair y Adam Blake, quienes se conocieron en la secundaria y produjeron el EP Being Bored en el 2007.
El mismo año lanzaron su album debut Don't Dance Rattlesnak el cual les dio seguidores en Japón y Alemania. Su siguiente álbum Oh, Scorpio fue lanzado in 2009.
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Otras canciones:
- Something Familiar
- Amateur Hour
- Being Bored
- Belt Loops
- Black Shoes
- Bodybag
- Come On
- Completely Replaceable
- Fingernails For Breakfast
- God Bless Your Heart
- Good Day
- Here We Go
- Hold On To Me Tight
- Holiday
- Holliewould Getaway
- Its Christmas Whats The Difference
- Jealousy
- Me And The Theif
- Number 1
- Pour It Out
- Strange Hands
¡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!
the song is in three-quarter time. this might help you getting the rhythm...
Intro:
One, two, three...
G Em C D (2x)
Verse:
G Em C D
Well, how did you expect it would be?
G Em C D
Well, you signed up for a car crash when you signed up with me
G G7 C D
And you can’t swim to safety on a sinking ship
G Em C G
So go home baby if you’re ready to quit
G (hold)
verse 2 (same chords):
Well, take your hand away from your face
There are dozens of reasons why I shouldn’t stay
Now you’ve readied all your ammo
In the back of your mouth
So come on, let me have it
It has to come out
Chorus:
C C7 D
Oh shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot…
G D Em C
Well, I can’t rely on your alibi
G D Em C
‘cause my heart came back in a body bag
G Em C D (2x)
Verse 3:
Well, dream we woke up side by side in a bed
And our bodies were both lifeless; the sheets spattered red
There were holes in our chests;
Looked like bombs had gone off
Well, our hearts has escaped
But our bodies were lost
Chorus:
Well, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot…
Well, we can’t rely on an alibi
‘cause ours hearts came back
In a body bag
Oh, ooh…
Intro:
One, two, three...
G Em C D (2x)
Verse:
G Em C D
Well, how did you expect it would be?
G Em C D
Well, you signed up for a car crash when you signed up with me
G G7 C D
And you can’t swim to safety on a sinking ship
G Em C G
So go home baby if you’re ready to quit
G (hold)
verse 2 (same chords):
Well, take your hand away from your face
There are dozens of reasons why I shouldn’t stay
Now you’ve readied all your ammo
In the back of your mouth
So come on, let me have it
It has to come out
Chorus:
C C7 D
Oh shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot…
G D Em C
Well, I can’t rely on your alibi
G D Em C
‘cause my heart came back in a body bag
G Em C D (2x)
Verse 3:
Well, dream we woke up side by side in a bed
And our bodies were both lifeless; the sheets spattered red
There were holes in our chests;
Looked like bombs had gone off
Well, our hearts has escaped
But our bodies were lost
Chorus:
Well, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot…
Well, we can’t rely on an alibi
‘cause ours hearts came back
In a body bag
Oh, ooh…
The Flower King
The Flying Machi (...)
The Flys
The Football Clu (...)
The Forecast
The Fugees
The Future Kings (...)
The G-clefs
The Gabe Dixon B (...)
The Gadjits