Biografia:
"In this digital age of disposable razors, disposable relationships and disposable music, anything authentic seems more precious than ever.
Discovering the indigo denim of an old Levi's jacket or an arrowhead in your backyard are some of the joys untold. Biters are a rock and roll band hailing from Hatecity and upon first listen you know they are the real deal. Steeped in rock tradition, this young group blends the alchemic mixture of louder than Hendrix volume with a heaping elixir of pure brutality.
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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!
D
Another teenage daydream wasted,
A
Another broken record playing on and on,
But they still sing along
D
Another low wage dayjob hated,
A
Another tangled mess I've painted on the wall,
Kerosene won't burn it off
G
We're gonna waste this town, burn it to the ground,
D
We can get out,
Bm
Maybe we'll just hang around,
A
Hang aroung
G
And when the money gets tight, I'll sell it on the side
D
I can get high,
Bm
Baby I can hang around,
A
Hang around
D
I never liked my days in school,
I never made it to follow rules,
A
Couldn't stay,
I got to get away
D
But now I'm living off expectations,
They got me nothing but aggrivation,
A
All along,
And it goes on and on
G
We're gonna waste this town, burn it to the ground,
D
We can get out,
Bm
Maybe we'll just hang around,
A
Hang aroung
G
And when the money gets tight, I'll sell it on the side
D
I can get high,
Bm
Baby I can hang around,
A
Hang around
G
Maybe We'll just all get down,
D
To waste this town
Another teenage daydream wasted,
A
Another broken record playing on and on,
But they still sing along
D
Another low wage dayjob hated,
A
Another tangled mess I've painted on the wall,
Kerosene won't burn it off
G
We're gonna waste this town, burn it to the ground,
D
We can get out,
Bm
Maybe we'll just hang around,
A
Hang aroung
G
And when the money gets tight, I'll sell it on the side
D
I can get high,
Bm
Baby I can hang around,
A
Hang around
D
I never liked my days in school,
I never made it to follow rules,
A
Couldn't stay,
I got to get away
D
But now I'm living off expectations,
They got me nothing but aggrivation,
A
All along,
And it goes on and on
G
We're gonna waste this town, burn it to the ground,
D
We can get out,
Bm
Maybe we'll just hang around,
A
Hang aroung
G
And when the money gets tight, I'll sell it on the side
D
I can get high,
Bm
Baby I can hang around,
A
Hang around
G
Maybe We'll just all get down,
D
To waste this town
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