Biografia:
The Hold Steady é uma banda de rock baseada no Brooklyn, Nova Iorque, embora quatro dos seus cinco membros terem morado em Minneapolis e suas raízes nas cidades gêmeas (Minneapolis e Saint Paul) sejam constantemente mencionadas nas letras do grupo.
The Hold Steady foi criado depois do fim do Lifter Puller, banda de indie rock da qual participavam Craig Finn (voz, guitarra) e Tad Kubler (guitarra). Seu primeiro álbum, "The Hold Steady Almost Killed Me" (2004), foi bem recepcionado pela crítica, mas não teve grande impacto no público.
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Outras músicas:
- 212 Margarita
- A Slight Discomfort
- Cattle And The Creeping Things
- Cheyenne Sunrise
- Chill Out Tent
- Chillout Tent
- Constructive Summer
- Dont Let Me Explode
- Entitlement Crew
- Esther
- First Night
- Hot Soft Light
- Lord Im Discouraged
- Magazines
- Modestos Not That Sweet
- Most People Are Djs
- Party Pit
- Southtown Girls
- Stay Positive
- Stuck Between Stations
- T
- The Bear And The Maiden Fair
- The Weekenders
- We Can Get Together
- Yeah Sapphire
- You Can Make Him Like You
- Your Little Hoodrat Friend
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[Intro]
C
[Verse]
F Dm C
There’s that girl from your work and she’s here with some guy
F Dm C
He’s got a t-shirt tux and piano key tie
F D Am
The rest of us were rolling our eyes at the handshake
C
He did with the doorman
F Dm C
But that’s how he gets the stuff that makes him feel so important
F Dm C
And we all need something to get through the night
F Dm C
'Cause the kitchen gets hot and the fingers get fried
F D
A Pontius Pilate played to the crowd
C Am
And they all thought they knew what he wanted
F D
And everyone’s sorry when they see that it’s dawn
C Am
I assume that’s the reason we do this
F D
And me and the guy with the piano key tie
Am C
Are probably gonna play right through this
[Bridge]
F C G C
Tiny little triumphs, massive bloody failures
F C G
I heard that there are sailors who dread coming to shore
F C G C
I guess it’s true, it’s true I guess
F C G
But tonight I fear my sensors aren’t receiving at their best
[Verse]
F Dm C
And everyone's acting like they hate that they’re here
F Dm C
Baring their teeth and sharpening spears
F D
The stuff that they put in the punch bowl tonight
Am C
Makes it too hard to pay much attention
F Dm C
But your war of attrition turned out to be a major attraction
F Dm C
A boy and a girl were draining their beers
F Dm C
He said “Stalin was a weatherman to start his career
F D Am C
And Johnny Cash was in the service when the news came through the wire
F D
And it’s weird how you feel when bad people die”
C Am
She said “Yeah I guess, whatever
F Dm C
All your fun little facts are never going to keep us together”
[Bridge]
F C G C
We'll all be doomed once we leave this room
F C
We’re spinning through the turnstiles
G C
And we’re sleeping in our shoes
F C
Well we’re sad and stoned
G C
When we’re all hooked up at home
F C
But when we leave the house we’re homesick
G
Got the disconnection blues
F C G
There were multiple dispensers and some friends we couldn’t use
[Final Verse]
C
F C
There’s a candle on the table, there’s a photo on the fridge
F C G C
There’s a bunch of things we said we were gonna do and never did
And sometimes it’s all slippery sidewalks
F C
And trying to find a place to park
F C G C
Turning on a burner that never catches spark
F C
They said everything’s perception but that’s not really right
F C G C
Let’s all try to tell a little truth tonight
F C G C
Let’s all try to tell a little truth tonight
C
[Verse]
F Dm C
There’s that girl from your work and she’s here with some guy
F Dm C
He’s got a t-shirt tux and piano key tie
F D Am
The rest of us were rolling our eyes at the handshake
C
He did with the doorman
F Dm C
But that’s how he gets the stuff that makes him feel so important
F Dm C
And we all need something to get through the night
F Dm C
'Cause the kitchen gets hot and the fingers get fried
F D
A Pontius Pilate played to the crowd
C Am
And they all thought they knew what he wanted
F D
And everyone’s sorry when they see that it’s dawn
C Am
I assume that’s the reason we do this
F D
And me and the guy with the piano key tie
Am C
Are probably gonna play right through this
[Bridge]
F C G C
Tiny little triumphs, massive bloody failures
F C G
I heard that there are sailors who dread coming to shore
F C G C
I guess it’s true, it’s true I guess
F C G
But tonight I fear my sensors aren’t receiving at their best
[Verse]
F Dm C
And everyone's acting like they hate that they’re here
F Dm C
Baring their teeth and sharpening spears
F D
The stuff that they put in the punch bowl tonight
Am C
Makes it too hard to pay much attention
F Dm C
But your war of attrition turned out to be a major attraction
F Dm C
A boy and a girl were draining their beers
F Dm C
He said “Stalin was a weatherman to start his career
F D Am C
And Johnny Cash was in the service when the news came through the wire
F D
And it’s weird how you feel when bad people die”
C Am
She said “Yeah I guess, whatever
F Dm C
All your fun little facts are never going to keep us together”
[Bridge]
F C G C
We'll all be doomed once we leave this room
F C
We’re spinning through the turnstiles
G C
And we’re sleeping in our shoes
F C
Well we’re sad and stoned
G C
When we’re all hooked up at home
F C
But when we leave the house we’re homesick
G
Got the disconnection blues
F C G
There were multiple dispensers and some friends we couldn’t use
[Final Verse]
C
F C
There’s a candle on the table, there’s a photo on the fridge
F C G C
There’s a bunch of things we said we were gonna do and never did
And sometimes it’s all slippery sidewalks
F C
And trying to find a place to park
F C G C
Turning on a burner that never catches spark
F C
They said everything’s perception but that’s not really right
F C G C
Let’s all try to tell a little truth tonight
F C G C
Let’s all try to tell a little truth tonight
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