Biografía:
Onsind is a DIY folk-punk band from Pity Me, Durham, UK.
They have releases on Plan-it-X, Discount Horse, Specialist Subject and more.
You can listen to and download all of their songs at http://onsind.bandcamp.com.
Read more on Last.fm
Otras canciones:
- A Generous Exposition
- Annie
- Ba77
- Claimant
- Clarice
- Dissatisfactions
- Either Hes Dead Or My Watch Has Stopped
- Frankland Prison Blues
- God Hates Facts
- Grieving Kind
- Heat Up The Blade
- Here Come The Year Nines
- Heterosexuality Is A Construct
- Huey Alabaster
- I Could Carve A Better Man Out Of A Banana
- If Anyone Needs Me Ill Be In The Angry Dome
- Immature
- Kim Kelly Is My Cognitive Behavioural Therapist
- Kim Kelly Is My Friend
- Lord Beer Me Strength
- Loyalty Festers
- Magnolia
- Margie
- Memoirs Of A Dutiful Daughter
- Mildred
- My Clean Sweep At The Clown Oscars
- Old Hazel Eyes Is Back
- Pigs In The Green Room
- Pokemon City Limits
- Scenes From A Shit Italian Restaurant
- Sectioned
- Snitches Get Stitches
- Suicide Is Painful
- Sweet And Tender Julian
- That Takes Ovaries
- Truth Emerges From The Well
- You Should Probably Keep It All In
¡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!
This is more or less correct. Not entirely sure what the chords between the D#s and Cms in the verses
are though.
D# (Bb transition?) Cm
Chelsea’s only memory of meeting her grandfather
D# Cm
Was Christmas ‘91 at a pub in Denby Dale
D#
Going through the motions of an early family trip,
Cm
distracted by her Gameboy chewing on her bottom lip
D# Cm
She couldn’t comprehend the nature of their stay
Bb
And in his youth he’d been formidable,
G# D#
but the sickness left him skeletal and frail.
As the grown-ups buried hatchets and did their best to make their peace
Chelsea was oblivious, blissfully at ease
Until the old man started ranting about LaMont and Hesseltine
And as the fire in his belly rose, it captured her attention for the first and only time
And he looked at her, and he gave her some advice
And it stuck with her, it was simple and precise.
Cm Bb D# G#
He told her “Never trust a tory, they’ll betray you when it matters
Cm Bb D# G#
They will scramble to the top and then they’ll kick away the ladder, hinny
Cm Bb D# G#
Never trust a tory, or a tory in disguise,
Cm Bb D#
You can see it when you look them in the eye”
It’s been over twenty years since they put him in the ground
He died on Christmas day and looking back it’s really quite profound
How those words have stuck with her, how they’ve influenced her life
How they trace a track of lineage; a genealogy implied
And she knows it’s kind of cynical and tribal to think along those lines
But time and time again she’s seen the old fella proven right.
Cm Bb D# G#
“Never trust a tory, they’ll betray you when it matters
Cm Bb D# G#
They will scramble to the top and then they’ll kick away the ladder,
Cm Bb G#
Never trust a tory, or a tory in disguise,
Cm Bb G#
Yeah you can see it when you look them in the eye
Cm Bb G#
So just make sure you look the bastard in the eye
are though.
D# (Bb transition?) Cm
Chelsea’s only memory of meeting her grandfather
D# Cm
Was Christmas ‘91 at a pub in Denby Dale
D#
Going through the motions of an early family trip,
Cm
distracted by her Gameboy chewing on her bottom lip
D# Cm
She couldn’t comprehend the nature of their stay
Bb
And in his youth he’d been formidable,
G# D#
but the sickness left him skeletal and frail.
As the grown-ups buried hatchets and did their best to make their peace
Chelsea was oblivious, blissfully at ease
Until the old man started ranting about LaMont and Hesseltine
And as the fire in his belly rose, it captured her attention for the first and only time
And he looked at her, and he gave her some advice
And it stuck with her, it was simple and precise.
Cm Bb D# G#
He told her “Never trust a tory, they’ll betray you when it matters
Cm Bb D# G#
They will scramble to the top and then they’ll kick away the ladder, hinny
Cm Bb D# G#
Never trust a tory, or a tory in disguise,
Cm Bb D#
You can see it when you look them in the eye”
It’s been over twenty years since they put him in the ground
He died on Christmas day and looking back it’s really quite profound
How those words have stuck with her, how they’ve influenced her life
How they trace a track of lineage; a genealogy implied
And she knows it’s kind of cynical and tribal to think along those lines
But time and time again she’s seen the old fella proven right.
Cm Bb D# G#
“Never trust a tory, they’ll betray you when it matters
Cm Bb D# G#
They will scramble to the top and then they’ll kick away the ladder,
Cm Bb G#
Never trust a tory, or a tory in disguise,
Cm Bb G#
Yeah you can see it when you look them in the eye
Cm Bb G#
So just make sure you look the bastard in the eye
Oonagh
Ooz Intocables
Op Shop
OP8
OPA TUA
Operator
Operator Please
Opereiras
Ophrie Bashan
Opick