Biografia:
Blitzen Trapper é uma banda americana de folk / indie rock, vinda de Oregon Portland. Formada em 2000, a banda atualmente funciona como um sexteto, com Eric Earley (guitar/vocals), Erik Menteer (guitar/keyboard), Brian Adrian Koch (drums/vocals), Michael VanPelt, (bass), Drew Laughery (keyboards), e Marty Marquis (guitar, keyboards, vocals). O grupo assinou com a Sub Pop Records, no verão de 2007.
Discografia:
2003: Blitzen Trapper
2004: Field Rexx
2007: Wild Mountain Nation
2008: Furr
2009: Black River Killer (EP)
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Outras músicas:
- Black River Killer
- Furr
- God and Suicide
- Across The River
- American Goldwing
- Astronaut
- Badgers Black Brigade
- Big Black Bird
- Country Caravan
- Dont Be A Stranger
- Dragons Song
- Drive On Up
- Evening Star
- Ever Loved Once
- Fletcher
- Girl In A Coat
- God Suicide
- Gold For Bread
- Heaven And Earth
- Jericho
- Lady On The Water
- Laughing Lover
- Lonesome Angel
- Love Grow Cold
- Love The Way You Walk Away
- Might Find It Cheap
- Mission Moon
- My Home Town
- Not Your Lover
- Rebel
- Reno
- Saturday Nite
- Sci
- Silver Moon
- Sleepytime In The Western World
- Stolen Shoes And A Rifle
- Stranger In A Strange Land
- Taking It Easy Too Long
- Texaco
- The Man Who Would Speak True
- The Tree
- Thirsty Man
- Valley Of Death
- Wild Mountain Nation
- Wild Mountain Nation Live Acoustic
- Wind Dont Always Blow
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!
From "Furr"
Capo 2
(Verse 1)
D A G C
I'm a broke down wreck with a ball and chain
D A G C
Just sitting in the kitchen with my fortune and fame
D A G C
There's a monkey in a mask and he's calling my name
F C
There's a midget on his back,
G D A
Hes waiting for the midnight train
A, Em, G, D (2X)
D C A
Cause were pulling up stakes
F G
Gotta load up the car
D C A
Get my right beat back
F G
Do some air guitar
F C
Cause Im running from the air-jets
G D
Inside of my head
F
On my bed
C G
With a leg full of lead
F
We're trading gold for bread
(same as verse 1)
Well the militarized mistress yeah you sink like a stone
Well I'm out here on the sidewalk where the buffalo roam
I can see it in your crystal dancing in like a storm
Blowing dusty through the kitchen
While you're standing in your high heels in your hall
A, Em, G, D (2X)
D C A
Cause were pulling up stakes
F G
Gotta load up the car
D C A
Get my right beat back
F G
Do some air guitar
F C
Cause Im running from the air-jets
G D
Inside of my head
F
On my bed
C G
With a leg full of lead
F
We're trading gold for bread
(Same as verse 1)
Yeah there's this choice you gotta make and itll cut to the coil
Like a preacher throwing dice instead of seeds on the soil
There's a lady and her lover and the'yre covered in oil
Slipping down through the cracks
With the attack and a face full of foil
A, Em, G, D (2X)
D C A
Cause were pulling up stakes
F G
Gotta load up the car
D C A
Get my right beat back
F G
Do some air guitar
F C
Cause Im running from the air-jets
G D
Inside of my head
F
On my bed
C G
With a leg full of lead
F
We're trading gold for bread
Capo 2
(Verse 1)
D A G C
I'm a broke down wreck with a ball and chain
D A G C
Just sitting in the kitchen with my fortune and fame
D A G C
There's a monkey in a mask and he's calling my name
F C
There's a midget on his back,
G D A
Hes waiting for the midnight train
A, Em, G, D (2X)
D C A
Cause were pulling up stakes
F G
Gotta load up the car
D C A
Get my right beat back
F G
Do some air guitar
F C
Cause Im running from the air-jets
G D
Inside of my head
F
On my bed
C G
With a leg full of lead
F
We're trading gold for bread
(same as verse 1)
Well the militarized mistress yeah you sink like a stone
Well I'm out here on the sidewalk where the buffalo roam
I can see it in your crystal dancing in like a storm
Blowing dusty through the kitchen
While you're standing in your high heels in your hall
A, Em, G, D (2X)
D C A
Cause were pulling up stakes
F G
Gotta load up the car
D C A
Get my right beat back
F G
Do some air guitar
F C
Cause Im running from the air-jets
G D
Inside of my head
F
On my bed
C G
With a leg full of lead
F
We're trading gold for bread
(Same as verse 1)
Yeah there's this choice you gotta make and itll cut to the coil
Like a preacher throwing dice instead of seeds on the soil
There's a lady and her lover and the'yre covered in oil
Slipping down through the cracks
With the attack and a face full of foil
A, Em, G, D (2X)
D C A
Cause were pulling up stakes
F G
Gotta load up the car
D C A
Get my right beat back
F G
Do some air guitar
F C
Cause Im running from the air-jets
G D
Inside of my head
F
On my bed
C G
With a leg full of lead
F
We're trading gold for bread
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Blood On The Dan (...)
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