Biografía:
The Burning Hell is the alter-ego of songwriter and ukulele-slinger Mathias Kom. Loosely based in St. John's, Newfoundland, Canada, The Burning Hell has toured back and forth across Canada and Europe since 2007, playing everywhere from festivals to bars to living rooms - and once even a mental asylum in rural France. The band has garnered acclaim for their hyperactive live shows and their caustic yet sincere lyrics, believing as they do that songs about the inevitability of death can also be fun to dance to.
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¡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!
> Fuck The Government, I Love You
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[Verse]
Am
We met at the New Years Party of my vegetarian friend.
Dm
I said I was studying English, I told you I was in a band
Am
I asked what the band was called, I said it’s called The Burning Hell
Dm E Am
I said I’ve never heard of you, I said that’s probably just as well
Am
Just to make conversation I told you about a dream I had in which Jean Baudrillard was rapping
with Public Enemy
Dm
Shouting “don’t believe the hyperreal” with Flava Flav and Chuck D
Am
And I said I think we might have a lot in common then, possibly,
Dm E Am
Because I’m also a musician and also a student of hip-hoposophy
Am
You mentioned you used to play the clarinet in high school in the early years of the millennium when
you were young
Dm
And you said you’re hired, the pay is negligible, and the tour starts next month
Am
You asked what I was working on, I said I’m writing an album of love songs
Dm E Am
I laughed and said love songs are dumb, and I said oh yeah, wait til you hear these ones
[Chorus]
C Dm
Pass the wine, fuck the government, I love you
Am E
Three statements overheard at once in the crowded room
C Dm
But I could not be sure which one had come from you
Am E Am
So I passed you the wine and said yes, fuck the government, I love you too.
[Solo]
Am Dm Am Dm Am
[Verse]
Am
Though neither of us are accomplished dancers we danced a little bit
Dm
My vegetarian friend was playing the hits of Will Smith, and we got jiggy with it
Am
There on the dance floor, the living room dance floor, that’s when it happened
Dm E Am
You stole my heart, I stole a kiss, we stole someone else’s gin by accident
Am
At some point we got cornered by an amateur poet neither of us knew
Dm
Either he had no one else to talk to or just couldn’t pick up simple social cues
Am
Step by step we backed away until we backed up all the way into the bathroom together
Dm E Am
We told the poet that we always go together ‘cause that’s what happens when you’ve been dating forever
Am
We stayed in there for ages hoping the amateur poet would go, it was awkward
Dm
We came out and found he’d discovered someone else to bother,
Am
And suddenly it was midnight and auld lang syne time and countdowns and gratuitous public making out
Dm E Am
And we started shouting because everyone else was shouting and isn’t it fun to shout?
[Chorus]
C Dm
Pass the wine, fuck the government, I love you
Am E
Three statements overheard at once in the crowded room
C Dm
But I could not be sure which one had come from you
Am E Am
So I passed you the wine and said yes, fuck the government, I love you too.
C Dm
Pass the wine, fuck the government, I love you
Am E
Three statements overheard at once in the crowded room
C Dm
But I could not be sure which one had come from you
Am E Am
So I passed you the wine and said yes, fuck the government, I love you too.
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[Verse]
Am
We met at the New Years Party of my vegetarian friend.
Dm
I said I was studying English, I told you I was in a band
Am
I asked what the band was called, I said it’s called The Burning Hell
Dm E Am
I said I’ve never heard of you, I said that’s probably just as well
Am
Just to make conversation I told you about a dream I had in which Jean Baudrillard was rapping
with Public Enemy
Dm
Shouting “don’t believe the hyperreal” with Flava Flav and Chuck D
Am
And I said I think we might have a lot in common then, possibly,
Dm E Am
Because I’m also a musician and also a student of hip-hoposophy
Am
You mentioned you used to play the clarinet in high school in the early years of the millennium when
you were young
Dm
And you said you’re hired, the pay is negligible, and the tour starts next month
Am
You asked what I was working on, I said I’m writing an album of love songs
Dm E Am
I laughed and said love songs are dumb, and I said oh yeah, wait til you hear these ones
[Chorus]
C Dm
Pass the wine, fuck the government, I love you
Am E
Three statements overheard at once in the crowded room
C Dm
But I could not be sure which one had come from you
Am E Am
So I passed you the wine and said yes, fuck the government, I love you too.
[Solo]
Am Dm Am Dm Am
[Verse]
Am
Though neither of us are accomplished dancers we danced a little bit
Dm
My vegetarian friend was playing the hits of Will Smith, and we got jiggy with it
Am
There on the dance floor, the living room dance floor, that’s when it happened
Dm E Am
You stole my heart, I stole a kiss, we stole someone else’s gin by accident
Am
At some point we got cornered by an amateur poet neither of us knew
Dm
Either he had no one else to talk to or just couldn’t pick up simple social cues
Am
Step by step we backed away until we backed up all the way into the bathroom together
Dm E Am
We told the poet that we always go together ‘cause that’s what happens when you’ve been dating forever
Am
We stayed in there for ages hoping the amateur poet would go, it was awkward
Dm
We came out and found he’d discovered someone else to bother,
Am
And suddenly it was midnight and auld lang syne time and countdowns and gratuitous public making out
Dm E Am
And we started shouting because everyone else was shouting and isn’t it fun to shout?
[Chorus]
C Dm
Pass the wine, fuck the government, I love you
Am E
Three statements overheard at once in the crowded room
C Dm
But I could not be sure which one had come from you
Am E Am
So I passed you the wine and said yes, fuck the government, I love you too.
C Dm
Pass the wine, fuck the government, I love you
Am E
Three statements overheard at once in the crowded room
C Dm
But I could not be sure which one had come from you
Am E Am
So I passed you the wine and said yes, fuck the government, I love you too.
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