Biografia:
A The Devil Makes Three é um banda estadunidense, de Santa Cruz, Califórnia. Surgiu em 2002 e é conhecida por tocar um som bem interessante, diferente. Eles desempenham um tipo de música acústica conhecida por alguns como o Punk Folk, que engloba uma mistura de Bluegrass, old time music, Country, Folk, Blues, Jazz, Ragtime e Rockabilly. A banda é formada pelo guitarrista Pete Bernhard, a contrabaixista Lucia Turino e o guitarrista e tocador de banjo Cooper McBean.
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Outras músicas:
- A Moment's Rest
- All Hail
- Cheap Reward
- Do Wrong Right
- Gracefully Face Down
- Graveyard
- Ol Number Seven
- Ten Feet Tall
- The Bullet
- They Call That Religion
- A Moments Rest
- Aces And Twos
- Bad Idea
- Bangor Mash
- Beneath The Piano
- Car Wreck
- Chained To The Couch
- Chains Are Broken
- Champagne And Reefer
- Chase The Feeling
- Dragging Chains
- For Good Again
- For My Family
- Forty Days
- Goodbye Old Friend
- Gracefully Facedown
- Hallelu
- Hand Back Down
- Help Yourself
- I Gotta Get Drunk
- Im Gonna Get High
- Johnson Family
- Judgement Day
- Man Tap
- Mr Midnight
- Native Son
- Never Learn
- Nobodys Dirty Business
- North Carolina
- Old Number 7
- Paint My Face
- Poison Trees
- River Deep
- Robot
- Shades
- Spinning Like A Top
- St James
- Statesboro Blues
- Stranger
- The Angel Of Death
- The Plank
- Therell Be A Jubilee
- To The Hilt
- Tow
- Uncle Harveys Plane
- What Would You Give In Exchange For Your Soul
- Working Mans Blues
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!
[Verse 1]
B
House is burning, you can't go home
Got no reason to be all alone
F#
Sneaking down the alley like a snake in the grass
To see where you're going I don't need a looking glass
G#m B G#m B7
Well I won't judge you at a distance, we all got our ways to get along
G#m B C# F#
Once the two of you start to dancing, you're gonna dance now till the dance floor's gone
[Chorus]
B D#
Now you can't go out, you can't go home
E C# E F# F#7
Even in a crowd you feel all alone, find yourself hiding from the light
B D#7
You need some money, got no shame
E7 C#
You're just a pawn running in his game
E F#7 B
Mr. Midnight, it's always the same
[Verse 2]
B
Too many lies, the web gets so tight
Tangled at an angle that you just can't see right
F#
Heavy loaded, flying low, you say you got it all under control
G#m B G#m B7
I know why you go back to him though he's such a mean old man
G#m B7
He whispers secrets in your ear, now
C# F#
His wish is your command
[Chorus]
B D#
Now you can't go out, you can't go home
E C# E F# F#7
Even in a crowd you feel all alone, find yourself hiding from the light
B D#7
You need some money, got no shame
E7 C#
You're just a pawn running in his game
E F#7 B
Mr. Midnight, it's always the same
[Verse 3]
B
You're running downhill, you just cannot stop
Whole life small enough to fit in a matchbox
F#
Holding patterns on well-worn ground
B
Cowards, corners, making the rounds
G#m B
Who's looking back at you in the mirror?
G#m B7
Skin and bones, you look so thin
G#m B C# F#
This is his song you sing along to, it's called notify your next of kin
[Chorus]
B D#
Cause I can't go out, I can't go home
E C# E F# F#7
Even in a crowd I feel all alone, find myself hiding from the light
B D#7
I need some money, got no shame
E7 C#
I'm just a pawn running in his game
E F#7 B
Mr. Midnight, it's always the same
E F#7 B
Mr. Midnight, it's always the same
E F#7 G#m
Mr. Midnight, it's always the same
C#
It's always the same
E F# B
it's always the same
B
House is burning, you can't go home
Got no reason to be all alone
F#
Sneaking down the alley like a snake in the grass
To see where you're going I don't need a looking glass
G#m B G#m B7
Well I won't judge you at a distance, we all got our ways to get along
G#m B C# F#
Once the two of you start to dancing, you're gonna dance now till the dance floor's gone
[Chorus]
B D#
Now you can't go out, you can't go home
E C# E F# F#7
Even in a crowd you feel all alone, find yourself hiding from the light
B D#7
You need some money, got no shame
E7 C#
You're just a pawn running in his game
E F#7 B
Mr. Midnight, it's always the same
[Verse 2]
B
Too many lies, the web gets so tight
Tangled at an angle that you just can't see right
F#
Heavy loaded, flying low, you say you got it all under control
G#m B G#m B7
I know why you go back to him though he's such a mean old man
G#m B7
He whispers secrets in your ear, now
C# F#
His wish is your command
[Chorus]
B D#
Now you can't go out, you can't go home
E C# E F# F#7
Even in a crowd you feel all alone, find yourself hiding from the light
B D#7
You need some money, got no shame
E7 C#
You're just a pawn running in his game
E F#7 B
Mr. Midnight, it's always the same
[Verse 3]
B
You're running downhill, you just cannot stop
Whole life small enough to fit in a matchbox
F#
Holding patterns on well-worn ground
B
Cowards, corners, making the rounds
G#m B
Who's looking back at you in the mirror?
G#m B7
Skin and bones, you look so thin
G#m B C# F#
This is his song you sing along to, it's called notify your next of kin
[Chorus]
B D#
Cause I can't go out, I can't go home
E C# E F# F#7
Even in a crowd I feel all alone, find myself hiding from the light
B D#7
I need some money, got no shame
E7 C#
I'm just a pawn running in his game
E F#7 B
Mr. Midnight, it's always the same
E F#7 B
Mr. Midnight, it's always the same
E F#7 G#m
Mr. Midnight, it's always the same
C#
It's always the same
E F# B
it's always the same
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