Biografía:
Butch Walker (nacido con el nombre Bradley Glenn Walker III el 14 de noviembre de 1970) es un músico, compositor y productor estadounidense.
Walker creció en Cartersville, Georgia, resaltando como guitarrista e intérprete en varias bandas de rock en los ochenta, como Bad Boyz y Byte the Bullet. En 1988, él llevó a Byte the Bullet para Los Angeles donde firmaron con Virgin Records en menos de un año. La banda entonces cambió su nombre a SouthGang y lanzaron dos álbumes, Tainted Angel en 1991 y Group Therapy en 1992.
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Otras canciones:
- Be Good Until Then
- Canadian Ten
- Closest Thing To You I'm Gonna Find
- Don't Move
- 1 Summer Jam
- 21
- A Song For The Metalheads
- Autumn Leaves
- Bed On Fire
- Best Thing You Never Had
- Bethamphetamine Pretty Pretty
- Chrissie Hynde
- Cigarette Lighter Love Song
- Closer To The Truth
- Closest Thing To You Im Gonna Find
- Coming Home
- Days Months Years
- Descending
- Dont Move
- Dont You Think Someone Should Take You Home
- Dublin Crow
- Everytime You Go Away
- Fathers Day
- Going Backgoing Home
- Here Comes The
- I Love You
- Ludlow Expectations
- Maybe Its Just Me
- Mixtape
- Ponce De Leon Avenue
- Pretty Melody
- Promise
- Record Store
- Roll Me Out
- She Likes Hair Bands
- Ships In A Bottle
- So At Last
- Sober Acoustic
- Song Without A Chorus
- Stateline
- Stay Gold
- Stripped Down Version
- Suburbia
- Summer Of 89
- Summer Scarves
- Sweethearts
- Synthesizers
- Take Tomorrow One Day At A Time
- Temporary Title
- The Dark
- The Taste Of Red
- The Weight Of Her
- Trash Day
- Vessels
- When Canyons Ruled The City
- Wilder In The Heart
¡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!
Artist: Butch Walker & Pink
Song: Song without a chorus
Tabbed by: Josie ... [email protected]
This song rocks!, and the other tab i found is a bit weird so i thought i'd give
it a shot meself.
Might not be 100% but it's pretty damn close. This is the live acoustic version by tut way.
(Standard tuning: E,A,D,G,B,E)
Intro -
E //// A //// F# //// B //// x2
Verse 1 -
E A F# B
Well there's sand in my book from writing on the beach
E A F# B
trying to find a song for you that the ocean can only reach,
A C# F# E
and this beach is getting wider than my train of thought is long
A C# F# E
and each little grain of sand is other asshole poet song
A C# F# E
so i'll try to get this right before the sunburn says i'm worng, says i'm wrong
Pre Verse -
B //// A //// C# //// F# ////
Verse 2 -
E A F# B
I keep on shooting clever guns that blow up in my face
E A F# B
and what good to say i'm sorry when this time it wont erase,
A C# F# E
all the times i hit erase on every word you said to me
A C# F# E
and just covered it up like dogsh*t on a pretty city street
A C# F# E
just to not p*ss off the neighbors no wonder i can't sleep, i can't sleep
Pre Verse
B //// A //// C# //// F# ////
Verse 3
E A F# B
A song without a chorus you know this is my first attempt
E A F# B
cuz that would only bore us and the title would go limp,
A C# F# E
but these words just keep on shooting out my pen just like a gun
A C# F# E
and i'm aiming at your ears trying not to come undone
A C# F# E
cuz you love the smell of gunshots and the company on one, thats no fun
Pre Verse
B //// A //// C# //// F# //// (live versoin x2)
verse 4 -
E A F# B
They'll probably say this sucks you know but i don't really care
E A F# B
and i use the "gunshot" word so it wont get on the air,
A C# F# E
while the rappers do a driveby and smoke crack then thank the lord
A C# F# E
while a white-bread singer songwriter has to stand here looking bored
A C# F#
and while i'm at it i should probably mention that all the guns i used in
E
my song were fake...
Outro-
B //// A //// C# //// F# //// x3
not real, they were plastic, f*ck, get real, blast it
A E
i still love you
XD fun ...
Song: Song without a chorus
Tabbed by: Josie ... [email protected]
This song rocks!, and the other tab i found is a bit weird so i thought i'd give
it a shot meself.
Might not be 100% but it's pretty damn close. This is the live acoustic version by tut way.
(Standard tuning: E,A,D,G,B,E)
Intro -
E //// A //// F# //// B //// x2
Verse 1 -
E A F# B
Well there's sand in my book from writing on the beach
E A F# B
trying to find a song for you that the ocean can only reach,
A C# F# E
and this beach is getting wider than my train of thought is long
A C# F# E
and each little grain of sand is other asshole poet song
A C# F# E
so i'll try to get this right before the sunburn says i'm worng, says i'm wrong
Pre Verse -
B //// A //// C# //// F# ////
Verse 2 -
E A F# B
I keep on shooting clever guns that blow up in my face
E A F# B
and what good to say i'm sorry when this time it wont erase,
A C# F# E
all the times i hit erase on every word you said to me
A C# F# E
and just covered it up like dogsh*t on a pretty city street
A C# F# E
just to not p*ss off the neighbors no wonder i can't sleep, i can't sleep
Pre Verse
B //// A //// C# //// F# ////
Verse 3
E A F# B
A song without a chorus you know this is my first attempt
E A F# B
cuz that would only bore us and the title would go limp,
A C# F# E
but these words just keep on shooting out my pen just like a gun
A C# F# E
and i'm aiming at your ears trying not to come undone
A C# F# E
cuz you love the smell of gunshots and the company on one, thats no fun
Pre Verse
B //// A //// C# //// F# //// (live versoin x2)
verse 4 -
E A F# B
They'll probably say this sucks you know but i don't really care
E A F# B
and i use the "gunshot" word so it wont get on the air,
A C# F# E
while the rappers do a driveby and smoke crack then thank the lord
A C# F# E
while a white-bread singer songwriter has to stand here looking bored
A C# F#
and while i'm at it i should probably mention that all the guns i used in
E
my song were fake...
Outro-
B //// A //// C# //// F# //// x3
not real, they were plastic, f*ck, get real, blast it
A E
i still love you
XD fun ...
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