Kate Nash é uma cantora, atriz e compositora inglesa.
Aprendeu a tocar piano ainda na escola. Filha de pai inglês e mãe irlandesa, desde pequena é apaixonada por música folk irlandesa e diz que boa parte das músicas que gostava era de influência de seus pais (exemplo: Elvis, Johnny Cash). Tentou entrar na lista reserva do famoso teatro Britol Old Vic, mas não conseguiu. Sua carreira começou em 2006. Depois de algumas pequenas apresentações, colocou sua música no site MySpace.
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!
VERSES - CF , CF , CF , GF CHORUSES - AmC, AmC, AmCF Thursday night everything's fine Except you've got that look in your eye When I'm tellin' a story and you find it boring You're thinking of something to say You'll go along with it then drop it And humiliate me in front of our friends
Then I'll use that voice that you find annoyin' And say something like Yeah intelligent input darlin' Why don't you just have another beer then
Then you'll call me a bitch And everyone we're with will be embarrassed And I won't give a shit
My fingertips are holding onto The cracks in our foundation And I know that I should let go But I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right Every time that you're upset and I smile I know I should forget But I can't
You said I must eat so many lemons Cause I am so bitter I said I'd rather be with your friends mate Cause they are much fitter
Yes it was childish and you got aggressive And I must admit that I was a bit scared But it gives me thrills to wind you up
My fingertips are holding on to The cracks in our foundation And I know that I should let go But I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right Every time that you're upset and I smile I know I should forget But I can't
Your face is pasty 'cause you've gone And got so wasted what a surprise Don't want to look at your face Cause it's makin' me sick
You've gone and got sick on my trainers I only got these yesterday Oh my gosh I cannot be bothered with this
Well I'll leave you there 'till the mornin' And I purposely won't turn the heating on And dear God I hope I'm not stuck with this one
My fingertips are holding onto The cracks in our foundation And I know that I should let go But I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right Every time that you're upset and I smile I know I should forget But I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right Every time that you're upset and I smile I know I should forget But I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right Every time that you're upset and I smile I know I should forget But I can't