Biografia:
The Hard Aches are an Australian melodic punk/alternative rock band from Adelaide, South Australia. The band consists of vocalist/guitarist Ben Clennett (aka Ben David) and drummer Alex Upton. The band formed in 2012, originally born out of a backing band for Clennett's solo work under the moniker Ben David and the Banned. The group played the Adelaide leg of the Big Day Out in 2012, before extensively touring for the rest of the year. Three new original songs
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[Verse 1]
C
We sat in dead silence
Am
At the foot of your bed
F
I spoke just as quietly
G
As you spoke with your hands
Am
We talked about lost friends
G
The season that pass
F
The nights that just don't end
G
And questions you should never ask
[Verse 2]
F Am
And I've never been afraid of much
G
Just falling at high speeds
G
Getting lost in the dark
F Am
And you're not the type I'd touch
G G
All that much in public
F Am
And I've always been afraid to run
G
Cause I can't drive at night
G F
And I'm borderline afraid to fly
Am G
[Chorus]
F
And one day you'll be
Am G F
The mother of one hell of a family
F Am Am G
And I'll look old and you'll look young
F
And one day I'll be
Am G F
The father of one hell of a family
F Am Am G
And I'll look old and you'll look young
C
Young like your mother
[Interlude]
F Dm G
[Outro]
C
I would kill for the hills
F
And the country fresh air
Dm
For us to wake up to nothing
G
And to live and die there
C
But I'd miss my old home
F
Having family who cared
Dm
Well I would kill for the hills
G
And to live and die there
[Outro]
C F Dm G x 3
C
We sat in dead silence
Am
At the foot of your bed
F
I spoke just as quietly
G
As you spoke with your hands
Am
We talked about lost friends
G
The season that pass
F
The nights that just don't end
G
And questions you should never ask
[Verse 2]
F Am
And I've never been afraid of much
G
Just falling at high speeds
G
Getting lost in the dark
F Am
And you're not the type I'd touch
G G
All that much in public
F Am
And I've always been afraid to run
G
Cause I can't drive at night
G F
And I'm borderline afraid to fly
Am G
[Chorus]
F
And one day you'll be
Am G F
The mother of one hell of a family
F Am Am G
And I'll look old and you'll look young
F
And one day I'll be
Am G F
The father of one hell of a family
F Am Am G
And I'll look old and you'll look young
C
Young like your mother
[Interlude]
F Dm G
[Outro]
C
I would kill for the hills
F
And the country fresh air
Dm
For us to wake up to nothing
G
And to live and die there
C
But I'd miss my old home
F
Having family who cared
Dm
Well I would kill for the hills
G
And to live and die there
[Outro]
C F Dm G x 3
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The Harters
The Hassles
The Hat
The Hats