The Lawrence Arms are a punk rock trio from Chicago, formed in 1999. The lineup consists of Brendan Kelly (vocals & bass), Chris McCaughan (vocals & guitar), and Neil Hennessy (drums). They have released seven full-length albums and are currently signed to Epitaph. Their music and lyrics exhibit their propensity for juxtaposing references from history and literature with American pop culture. The band takes its name from a building the members resided in (and were later evicted from) called the Lawrence Arms
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!
The Lawrence Arms Seventeener 17th And 13th Metropole 2014 Submitted by: [email protected]
Key: E
Tuning: Standard EADGBe
Chords used: E - 022100 B - x24442 C#m - x46654 A - x02220 B/Eb - x698xx G#/C - x365xx
Verse 1: EB I never wanted to die old C#m But it's too late now A My heart has grown so cold E And the corpse I leave B behind Ain't gonna be C#mA No pretty boy It's a sick sack of disease.
Verse 2: E We thought about B/Eb Ways we'd love to go C#mB High and beautiful A And fucking in the EB/Eb snow On New Years Day or Christmas Eve C#m On a warm November B night buried beneath the A orange leaves. It's B a few dreams on the ways that we E could leave.
Chorus 1: C#m My heart got kicked BA out of all its homes E And dying young just B didn't work and so C#m I guess I'm dying AA old And there ain't BC#m nowhere left to go A Cause all my loves B E-- would rather be alone
Verse 3: E And yesterday B I woke up to find C#mA The black in my beard E had turn to white And the pretty girls BG#/CC#m that used to smile at me Just stared off straight A ahead or looked down C#m at their feet. So tonight AE I'll sit up here With B these street lights and C#m these seventeen beers
Straight from the page AE of a teenage diary Underneath these shitty B stars like I was AB seventeen. I mean
Chorus 2: C#m My heart got kicked BA out of all its homes E And dying young just B didn't work and so C#m I guess I'm dying AA old And there ain't BC#m nowhere left to go A Cause all my loves B E-- would rather be alone A And there ain't BC#m nowhere left to go A Cause all my loves BE(hold) would rather be alone