Jeffrey Lewis Jeffrey Lewis (20/11/1975) é cantor, compositor e desenhista de HQ nascido em Nova Iorque. Suas influências musicais aparecem nas músicas como "Williamsburg Will Oldham Horror", "The History of The Fall" e "The Chelsea Hotel Oral Sex Song", ligado nas músicas de Leonard Cohen. Suas letras são complexas e cultas, geralmente combinando um ponto de vista niilista com uma mensagem de esperança e forte sagacidade. Cresceu no Baixo East Side da Ilha de Manhattan, suas canções são repletas de referências locais.
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- To Be Objectified - Jeffrey Lewis & The Junkyard ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
G I left a trail of myself CGCFC every place that I have been through, G And going bald is the most manly thing CGCFC that I'm ever gonna do. G I tell the earth, "thanks for the hair, CGCFC thanks for the skin, thanks for the bone", G Though I now slowly give it back CGCFC I still appreciate the loan. G Just tell me that you like me CGCFC in the same sentence as a mountain side. G 'Cause it would be CGCFC such a relief to be objectified. G 'Cause who says it's so important CGCFC to sort through these thoughts of ours. G Maybe be that's why we love to try CGCFC to see ourselves from the outside GCGCFC In photographs and videos and diaries and mirrors. G 'Cause it would be CGCFC such a relief to be objectified. G And the closest that I ever got C still seems to leave a lot to go, F but the horizon seems to be a place C that nobody can know. G Looking forth and looking back, C our vision can't extend F beyond the quaint vanishing points C our bodies' recommend, G and I'll help you move some furniture C somewhere it's never been before, F but the room's so small the dresser drawer C won't let us get back out the door. G Just tell me that you like me C in the same sentence as the building. FC It would be such a relief to see GCFCGCFC I'm just a natural thing. G We're only boats, CGCFC And the boats are only empty G And you can't blame an empty boat CGCFC that's on a river to the sea. G You can't blame a billion boats CGCFC without a sail, without a sailor. G And that's how we look CGCFC in photographs, and diaries, and mirrors. G And the plants turn into ants, C and the ants turn into plants, F And children are clumsy people, C and old people are rotting Children. G And I still don't have a cell phone, C but this sea shell gets Reception, F And the ocean won't stop calling, C and I want a restraining order. G Just tell me that you like me C in the same sentence as a building. FC It would be such a relief to see GCFC I'm just a natural thing. GCFC We're just a natural thing. GCFCG Just like anything.