Neo Soul / Nu disco / Electronic beat. Entraînant, urbain & ...Neo Soul / Nu disco / Electronic beat. Entraînant, urbain & nocturne. Sample de voix, synthé & rythmique avec snaps. Pour scènes de club & fêtes.
I’ve seen the crowd goes wildWhose side are you onCause you‘re holdin’ me downMy blood runs on the ground Give your leaders each a gunI am a coward nowCause you’re holdin’ me down
She, my sadness I don't know what i can say for youEverytime She disguises the signs in your eyes Show me All it burns insideAll it burns inside All it burns inside You can ride the night You can cry everything is mineYou can't let me downYou can't let me downYou can't let me down We can ride the night You can cry everything is mineFight the fight you can't let me down Eyes to eyesEyes to eyesOh eyes to eyesWe can ride the night You can cry everything is mineFight the fight you can't let me down Eyes to eyesEyes to eyesOh eyes to eyes
Paroles ... Chanson country "pour la route". Confiant & optimiste. Chanteur, ...Chanson country "pour la route". Confiant & optimiste. Chanteur, guitares, piano & rythmique. Solo de guitare électrique twangy @ 1'09.
DRIVIN’ HOME VERSE There’s a four-lane highway, stretched up ahead People rollin’ 90 miles an hour, and going nowhere So when you need to slow down, I just turn that car around And take the back roads thru the country when I’m drivin’ home
VERSE Sweet country music, on the radio Playin’ all those old songs we used to know Ohh, They take me back, to a place not long ago When we took the back roads thru the country When we’re drivin’ home
INSTRUMENTAL break
VERSE Rollin’ hills, deep blue skies, farmer Brown will tip his hat when you drive by Oh, we’re movin’ so fast, leave your troubles in the past and Take the back roads thru the country when you’re drivin’ home
VERSE There’s a four-lane highway, stretched up ahead People rollin’ 90 miles an hour and gettin’ nowhere So when you need to slow down, just turn this car around And take the back roads thru the country
Take the back roads thru the country Take the back roads thru the country when I’m drivin’ home Drivin’ home
Underscore. Chanson country "pour la route". Confiant & optimiste. ...Underscore. Chanson country "pour la route". Confiant & optimiste. Guitares, piano & rythmique. Solo de guitare électrique twangy @ 1'09.
Paroles ... Chanson country / western-swing dans le style de la fin des 40's / ...Chanson country / western-swing dans le style de la fin des 40's / début des 50's. Confiant & sautillant. Chanteur, fiddle & pedal solo solo @ 0'50, rythmique & piano.
TOO MANY HONKY TONKS VERSE I know she didn’t mean to hurt me She tried so hard to make it right I guess I lost out to the whisky But I wonder where my baby is tonight
CHORUS ‘Cause when her tears start fallin’ Her goodtime friends come callin’ And they won’t keep her feet
On solid ground From lonely street to misery Uptown on down There’re just too many honky tonks around
INSTRUMENTAL
VERSE The neon lights are shinin’ Right thru the warm glow of this wine And my ole heart is pinin’ And I wonder where she’ll be
At closing time.
CHORUS ‘Cause when her tears start fallin’ Her goodtime friends come callin’ And they won’t keep her feet
On solid ground From lonely street to misery Uptown on down There’re just too many honky tonks around
From lonely street to misery Uptown on down There’re just too many honky tonks around
Underscore. Country / western-swing dans le style de la fin des 40's ...Underscore. Country / western-swing dans le style de la fin des 40's / début des 50's. Confiant & sautillant. Fiddle & pedal solo solo @ 0'50, rythmique & piano.
Get up on the floorJust what you feelYou know ,i'm for realYou can boogie boogie no more You feel feels rightAnd music tightOn the disco night Disco disco night Tell me what you wantLove me love me trueYou say , I don't knowI don't want, don't want to leave you, You feel feels rightAnd music tightOn the disco night Disco disco night Get up on the floorJust what you feelYou know ,i'm for realYou can boogie boogie no more You feel feels rightAnd music tightOn the disco night Disco disco night Tell me what you wantLove me love me trueYou say, I don't knowI don't want, don't want to leave you, X2
Been laying low, my head downHaven’t stopped to look aroundIn a while, I’mHolding on to something But I can’t tell you what Left me thinking you were All that I had Oh I wanted you, so bad Oh let me goOh let me go Spent so much time pretendingThat I didn’t mind when you’dLift me up so high,Just to say goodbye againCan’t pretend that I didn’t feel the thrillBut you left me Lonely still Oh let me goOh let me go And everytime I’d try Oh I couldn’t catch your eye And I Grew so tired of the Shadow by my sideThat ICouldn’t help butPack away my timeAnd reclaim, what was mine Oh let me goOh let me go Oh, too much time on my hands Couldn’t seem to keep you backOh, too much time on my hands And now all I can do is ask Oh let me goOh let me go x3
I left home when I was 17Just to see if the grass was really green4 years deep of things left behindbut you know I’ve got it all still on my mind Bet you’ve already heard a song like thisOne that ends in that perfect farewell kissBut I won’t play that same old gameNot that flawless role we all seem to wanna play In your hands my heavy heartNowhere to put all the shameGive me back my fragileness And please take some of the blame I love you now that you want me toAnd that’s not something I usually doDigging up the roots of this old oak treeIs just a little harder than I thought it’d be In your hands my heavy heartNowhere to put all the shameGive me back my fragileness And please take some of the blame I gave you the key to let yourself inTo that secret place nobody’s ever beenYou peaked your head inside and looked aroundI can only hope you won’t let me down I don’t know if you seeJust how much you mean to meSo let me know what you findIn this sheltered heart of mine In your hands my heavy heartNowhere to put all the shameGive me back my fragileness And please take some of the blame
Life’s become so fragile now that I care But I guess that means that I’m Getting somewhere Remember the time Laying in your bedWhen you told me that you loved me And you stroked my head
And I stared out the open window I’d even told you That one night howWords don’t mean a thing But it’s alright Cause every time I open my mouth And I wanna tell you something But something else comes out
But do you know that I need you nowI’m trying to tell you but I don’t know how So much frustration in my Untidy roomThat you thoughtfully went andGot me a broom But inside my room Is a messy mind that isTangled and twisted And untied
You know that I’m not too organisedI’m trying to be but I don’t have the time The cement in my headWas making me sinkBut you pulled me up and it hurts a little less to think So life’s a little fragile But I guess it always isWhen you’ve got some sort of reasonThat makes you wanna live But will you share a bit of the weightI’ve carried it with me for 21 years straight
Paroles ... Chanson folk dans un esprit old time. Chanteuse, guitare, basse ...Chanson folk dans un esprit old time. Chanteuse, guitare, basse électrique, mandoline & harmonium.
You say write me a song that’s never been sungOh I’ll do my best with theserecycled expressions on the tip of my tonguetired out chords, give it a rest My mama said no one’s the sameand her mama told her that toowell I guess it’s not an unfair claimbut all I know is deja vu Because it’s old news, I hate to break it to yaOld news, but I’m sure you already knowThat what I say tomorrowwell it’s just something borrowedIt’s old news But nobody’s got a love like we doSo much more than hearts and glitterNo you just can’t compare us toThose other couples you see on twitter…No, it’s really not, it’s I know it may seem redundant But really why would I try?Because though words may be abundantEach one’s been wrung out dry We’re all just looking for greased moldsTo slide easily intoAnd do what you’re told they don’t care what you’ve been throughAfter all, somebody somewhereHas known what you’ve knownSeen what you’ve seenFelt what you’ve felt
And now it’s Old news, I hate to break it to youOld news, but I’m sure you already know That what I say tomorrowWell it’s just something borrowedIt’s old news Hate to break it to youOld news, but I’m sure you already know That what I say tomorrowwell it’s just something borrowedIt’s old news
Underscore. Folk dans un esprit old time. Guitare, basse électrique, ...Underscore. Folk dans un esprit old time. Guitare, basse électrique, mandoline & harmonium.
Paroles ... Valse folk dans un esprit irlandais. Nostalgique, sentimental & ...Valse folk dans un esprit irlandais. Nostalgique, sentimental & émouvant. Chanteuse, guitare folk, fiddle & basse.
Oh leave the curtains drawn And don’t bother staying onLet me pretend that I’m not myself For a little while, seeThen I’m back on my feetIn the same old skin I know so well Oh leave me in my little tuneI promise I’ll be back soon Oh it’s hard to get byWhen you’re afraid to crySo you close your lips and cast your eyes down You’ve got so much to tell And so much to yellSo why do you whisper still Will you tell me if you get boredAnd you don’t feel like staying anymore Oh and everytime you’re hereNo I don’t want you near,But I can’t take it when you’re gone So leave me for a while But leave me with a smileSo that I know you’ll be back for more Oh please be patient with meThis is not how I wanted to be
Oh I’ll always be there To show you that I careBut I’m just not very good with words So I hope you’ll understand That a squeeze of my hand Means that I’m all yours Oh please be patient with me This is not how I wanted to be
And will you tell me if you get boredAnd you don’t feel like staying anymore
Underscore. Valse folk dans un esprit irlandais. Nostalgique, ...Underscore. Valse folk dans un esprit irlandais. Nostalgique, sentimental & émouvant. Guitare folk, fiddle & basse.
I wasn't prepared, but it's not over, it's not over And as I get older, all the people I love, are getting closer to meOver the sun, over the sea, all the people I want to meetOver the sun, over the sea, all the people I love are always close to me
I'm fading away, when you're aroundIn so many ways, we're differentAnd I'm spending my timeWaiting for this moment, by your sideDon't you know itI would have give it all up for youI better stop running away I don't wanna fall I'm not giving upI just wanna hold you
Is there out there stillLife on the streetsAnd hearts still beatingIn the city?Or are there only eyesThat burn with fearAnd tears that searDown the faces of the dead?Seems to me we lost them long agoThere’s too much painNot much pityGot to get these tombstonesOff my brainHere and nowNot in the fucking ever after. FR: Est-ce que dehors il y a encoreDe la vie dans les ruesEt des coeurs qui battentDans la ville?Ou n'y a t'il que des yeuxQui brûlent appeurésEt des larmes qui brûlentEn coulant les visages des mortsIl me semble que nous les avons perdus il y a longtempsIl y a trop de douleurPeu de pitiéIl faut que je chasse ces pierres tombalesEe mon espritIci et maintenantPas dans ce putain de lendemain
Fallin' here like a slaughtered deer it takes a long time to ride Before i left all my guns and my girl behind I was wandering around in fear? All this rain looks like it's always fallAll my friends fallin' like shooting starsAll my friends in the dead of the night Wooo Ooo ooo refrain All this rain it's like it's always always fall All my friends falling like shooting stars All my friends in the dead of... the dead of the nightWooo ooo ooo : refrain
Paroles ... Shoegazing / Power pop. Fédérateur & triomphant. Rock band avec ...Shoegazing / Power pop. Fédérateur & triomphant. Rock band avec chanteur & cordes.
I'd like to staywith you one more dayBut i must take leave of allall these sons of godYour morning sun goes down at noonstare at the light who blinds you soonwish I could sayi never hurt you one daysweet sister dewyour eyes painted blueYour morning sun goes down at noonstare at the light who blinds you soon
Paroles ... Math rock. Acharné & rythmé. Rock band avec chanteur.
Noise,It's my own and private secret garden a dark and serious land i dont wanna shareit's all in tension, spit and violence,and not a fuckin danceflourhow, how can you stand a drummer dressed as a banana on stageit's fucking killing meshow me some mean and cold face musicians, yelling at people,keeping it realaaaah, Time is running out and iaaaaaaaah , i've got to feed my family
