Biografia:
Site oficial da banda : http://www.widespreadpanic.com
A Widespread Panic é uma banda de rock americana de Athens, Geórgia. A formação atual inclui o guitarista/cantor John Bell, o baixista Dave Schools, o baterista Todd Nance, percussionista Domingo 'Sunny' Ortiz, o tecladista John 'JoJo' Hermann, e guitarista Jimmy Herring. Michael Houser e George McConnell também tocaram o violão principal da banda.
Desde o seu princípio, em 1986, a banda alcançou seu lugar entre as grandes 'jam bands' americanas como os Allman Brothers
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Outras músicas:
- Aunt Avis
- Blue Indian
- Chilly Water
- Christmas Katie
- Diner
- Makes Sense To Me
- Nobody's Loss
- Pickin' Up The Pieces
- Pleas
- Porch Song
- Radio Child
- Space Wrangler
- Action Man
- Aint Life Grand
- Airplane
- All Time Low
- And It Stoned Me Live
- Barstools And Dreamers
- Bayou Lena
- Benefactor
- Big Wooly Mammoth
- C Brown
- Climb To Safety
- Coconuts
- Crack And Whistle
- Dog Song
- Dont Tell The Band
- Dont Wanna Lose You
- Dyin Man
- Entering A Black Hole Backwards
- Fishwater
- From The Cradle
- Gimme
- Give
- Glory
- Goodbye My Love
- Gradle
- Greta
- Heroes
- Holden Oversoul
- Hope In A Hopeless World
- Im Not Alone
- Imitation Leather Shoes
- Imposible
- Jack
- Little Lilly
- Love Tractor
- Me And The Devil Blues
- Mercy
- Old Joe
- One Arm Steve
- Papas Home
- Plastic Jesus
- Proving Ground
- Sparks Fly
- Stop And Go
- This Cruel Thing
- Up All Night
- Weight Of The World
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!
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I was talking to a homeless drunk about religion
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He said It's all I got but it ain't much
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Cause the way I feel these days
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I'd rather have a gun than a crutch
Chorus:
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Well that makes sense to me
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It makes sense to me I must confess
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That makes sense to me
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It makes sense to me I must confess
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Listen to a little girl she was a runaway
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She said My daddy treated me like a slave
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Soiled me in my momma bed when I was just 1
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That's why I had to lay him in his grave
(Chorus)
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Talking to a black man from Atlanta
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He said The time has come to take what's mine
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And if I bust a few heads to achieve justice
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My righteous cause will well explain the crime
Wild Arms
Wild Belle
Wild Cherry
Wild Child
Wild Nothing