Biografia:
The Taxpayers originated in 2007 in Portland, Oregon. Originally a three-piece guitar/bass/drum combination, the band incorporates accordion, horns, piano, harmonica, and other instruments during recording sessions. Currently they perform live with a range from three to eight members.
They strongly support the DIY punk ethic, booking their own shows, printing their own merchandise, printing CDs from scrap material, and hand-written notes and other gifts included with each CD.
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Outras músicas:
- Hungry Dog In The Street
- I Love You Like An Alcoholic
- Medicines
- A Matter Of Simple Deduction
- And The Damn Thing Bit Him
- Bike Cops
- Drinking With Mickey Mantle
- Everybody Does A Little Cocksucking
- Everything Is Awful
- Fuck America
- It Gets Worse Every Minute
- Louisiana Hot Sauce Rainy Nights
- Montana
- Needles Eye
- No Lodging For The Mad
- Plant Oak
- Some Rotten Man
- The Windows Break
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!
Louisiana Hot Sauce Rainy Nights by The Taxpayers
[Intro]
E
[Verse]
E
Been a long, long time;
A
I have been playing things through in my mind.
C#m B
Prison equals narrative, and separation is damnation for our kind.
A E
You spent years chasing after a mess
A E
But easy livin' doesn't pay the rent.
A B
So put stakes in words and wastelands, leave the machinery for the rest.
E
E
It was a smoke-filled room in Columbus in May
A
Bottles on the ground in a desolate place, yeah.
C#m B
Baby, I must have missed you, but I can't remember feeling all that sad.
A E
I must have hit every bar in that town.
A E
I must have made a damn fool of myself.
A B
I woke up more than once on the sidewalk that year.
[Chorus]
E C#m A B
But it's not crazy to gamble away all those Louisiana Hot Sauce rainy nights.
E C#m A B
It's not crazy to take your shoes and just start walking until the sun comes up.
E C#m
Got miles to go, still miles to get there.
A B
Maybe it'll be this car that makes it.
E C#m A B
But I am not an unconditional believer.
E
[Verse]
E
I got more pockets than pennies these days
A
And I keep coming up with reasons to leave this place.
C#m B
It's like honey spilled on the table: an invitation for another pest.
A E
But I got more space to fill.
A E
A few more breaths to breathe in.
A B
Something other than more time to sleep.
[Chorus]
E C#m A B
But it's not crazy to gamble away all those Louisiana Hot Sauce rainy nights.
E C#m A B
It's not crazy to take your shoes and just start walking until the sun comes up.
E C#m
Got miles to go, still miles to get there.
A B
Maybe it'll be this car that makes it.
E C#m A B
But I am not an unconditional believer.
E
[Intro]
E
[Verse]
E
Been a long, long time;
A
I have been playing things through in my mind.
C#m B
Prison equals narrative, and separation is damnation for our kind.
A E
You spent years chasing after a mess
A E
But easy livin' doesn't pay the rent.
A B
So put stakes in words and wastelands, leave the machinery for the rest.
E
E
It was a smoke-filled room in Columbus in May
A
Bottles on the ground in a desolate place, yeah.
C#m B
Baby, I must have missed you, but I can't remember feeling all that sad.
A E
I must have hit every bar in that town.
A E
I must have made a damn fool of myself.
A B
I woke up more than once on the sidewalk that year.
[Chorus]
E C#m A B
But it's not crazy to gamble away all those Louisiana Hot Sauce rainy nights.
E C#m A B
It's not crazy to take your shoes and just start walking until the sun comes up.
E C#m
Got miles to go, still miles to get there.
A B
Maybe it'll be this car that makes it.
E C#m A B
But I am not an unconditional believer.
E
[Verse]
E
I got more pockets than pennies these days
A
And I keep coming up with reasons to leave this place.
C#m B
It's like honey spilled on the table: an invitation for another pest.
A E
But I got more space to fill.
A E
A few more breaths to breathe in.
A B
Something other than more time to sleep.
[Chorus]
E C#m A B
But it's not crazy to gamble away all those Louisiana Hot Sauce rainy nights.
E C#m A B
It's not crazy to take your shoes and just start walking until the sun comes up.
E C#m
Got miles to go, still miles to get there.
A B
Maybe it'll be this car that makes it.
E C#m A B
But I am not an unconditional believer.
E
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