Erik Schrody (born August 18, 1969 in Valley Stream, New York), better known by his stage name Everlast, is a Grammy-Award winning Irish-American rapper and singer-songwriter, known for his solo hit What It's Like and as the front-man for rap group House of Pain.  He is also part of the hip-hop supergroup La Coka Nostra, which consists of his former House of Pain mates, Danny Boy and DJ Lethal, along with Underground rap veteran Ill Bill and Irish-American rapper Slaine. On July 14 of 2009 they released their debut album A Brand You Can Trust on Uncle Howie Records and Suburban Noize Records. 

Erik &quot;Everlast&quot; Schrody est un musicien américain né le 18 août 1969 à Long Island, dans l'état de New York. Son style musical oscille entre le hip-hop et le rock.  Au début de sa carrière, il se tourne vers le hip-hop. Everlast intègre alors le collectif d'Ice-T, Rhyme Syndicate, à la fin des années 1980. En 1990, il réalise son premier album Forever Everlasting, qui connaît un certain succès sur la scène underground. Il créé ensuite son propre label et le groupe House of Pain, avec Danny Boy et DJ Lethal. Deux ans plus tard, le trio sort Jump Around, qui explose les charts. 

(* 18. August 1969 in New York als Erik Schrody) ist ein US-amerikanischer Hip Hop-Musiker.  Erik Schrody wurde in New York geboren, und wuchs im San Fernando Valley in Südkalifornien auf. Unter dem Pseuodonym Erik Rocks Everlasting, das aber schnell zu Everlast gekürzt wurde, fing er früh an, Musik zu machen. 1986 wurde Everlast als erst 17-jähriger Mitglied von Ice-T's Rhyme Syndicate und veröffentlichte mit 21 Jahren sein erstes Soloalbum Forever Everlasting, das aber kommerziell wenig erfolgreich war.

made by pdamats[aka Kouk]  have fun.
              G           Bb
They call me white devil, Black Jesus,  
A              F 
Heaven closes, Hell freezes, 
G 
Egos trippin', 
Bb 
Scripts keep flippin' 
A 
Bloods keep bloodin', 
F 
Crypts keep crippin' 
G 
Time keeps slippin' 
Bb 
And I keep fallin' 
A                 F 
I can't see but I hear them callin', 
G 
Ballers ballin' 
Bb 
Players playin', 
A 
Haters fightin', 
F 
Righteous prayin' 
G 
Dawn breaking, 
   Bb 
Manhattan keeps making, 
A 
Brooklyn keeps takin' 
F 
Shook ones keep shakin', 
G 
No time for fakin' 
Bb                     A 
Know what I mean ain't choppin' no pies, 
     F 
Just risin' like cream 
G 
If you're digging the scene, 
Bb 
If you feelin' the vibes, 
A 
Throw your hands in the air, 
F 
Scream out you're alive, 
        G       Bb 
Singin' na na nana na na 
        A       F 
Singin' na na nana na na 
(Repeat) 
             G            Bb 
They call me Black Jesus, White Moses, 
A               F 
Heaven freezes, hell closes 
G               Bb 
B.Boy poses and punk rock chicks, 
A                            F 
The kids are all right but I need my fix 
G    
If you're diggin' the mix, 
Bb 
If you're feelin' the drugs 
A 
If you're keepin' it real 
F 
If you're livin' like thugs, 
       G                     Bb 
I spit kisses and hugs like .45 slugs 
     A                           F 
Come back on the one and kiss my love gun 
G 
Gotta look that will kill, 
Bb 
A voice that will carry, 
A                          F 
Half a dozen women I think I wanna marry, 
G                   Bb    
Trouble on my mind, refusin' to lose 
A                     F 
Still I've gotta find someone to abuse 
G 
So won't you run spread the news 
Bb 
Help say the word 
(no ukelele, just count the beats) 
And jump the fuck back and act like you heard 

CHORUS 
             G            Bb           A 
They call me white devil, Black Jesus, heaven closes 
F             G            Bb           A 
Hell freezes, Black Jesus, White Moses, heaven freezes 
F                    G        Bb               
Hell closes, singin' na na nana na na  
        A        F 
singin' na na nana na na 

*That's the basic idea, the rest is pretty much the same* 


They call me white sinner, 
Black martyr, 
Live wire 
Fire starter, 
Jungle brother, 
Red neck cracker, 
Freak of nature 
New world slacker, 
Sex junkie lookin' for a dealer 
You can play the leaper girl and I can play the healer 
Shit is only getting realer baby haven't you heard that the 
Bird, bird, bird, yes the bird is the word 

They go one for the trouble, 
Two for the time, 
Three for my homies 
And four for the dimes, 
Singin' lemons to the lime 
Till the break of dawn 
Excuse me (every six minutes) 
Everlast you're on, 
And they go on and on 
Like a rolling stone, 
Baby anywhere I lay my hat is my home 

CHORUS 

They call me white devil, Black Jesus, 
Heaven closes, Hell freezes, 
Black Jesus, White Moses, 
Heaven freezes, Hell closes, 
Singin' na na nana na na singing 
(Repeat)

Black Jesus

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C---5----5------5-------5----------5----5------5-------5----------
G-----------5----------------5-------------5----------------5-----
                                                                   
A-----------------------------------------------------------------
E------4----6-4----4--4----4-6-4------4----6-4----4--4----4-6-4---
C---5----5------5-------5----------5----5------5-------5----------
G-----------------------------------------------------------------

Graves To Dig

E				    Am
She smelled like flowers, she tastes like toffee 
E				   Am
She kissed me slowly, she held me softly 
E				 Am
Got too close and she backed up off me 
E                                  Am
Left me stone cold sober just like black coffee 
E                             Am
Just like black coffee 
E                                       Am
She told me that she'd always be thinkin' of me 
E                                            Am 
She said she wanted me to know that she really did love me 
E                                     Am
She said she never put no one else above me 
E                            Am
Except her monkey, she's like a junkie
(No play here)          E			Am
Just like a junkie, just like a junkie, just like a junkie,
E				Am
It was April 25th, it's up around 80 
E					      Am
Found a spot out in the park where the grass is shady 
E						Am
She said her mom's from Jamaica said her father's from Haiti 
E				Am
Such a pretty lady, she's such a lady 
E					Am
She smelled like flowers, she tastes like toffee 
E				Am
She kissed me slowly, she held me softly 
E				Am
Got too close and she backed up off me 
E					Am
She left me stone cold sober just like black coffee 
E				Am			E
Just like black coffee, just like black coffee , just like black coffee

Black Coffee

Eat At Whitey's

Original tuning : 1.5 step up

E          D                     C
Ends, some people will rob their mother 
        E          D              C
For the ends, rats snitch on one another 
        E     D                  C
For the ends, sometimes kids get murdered 
        E        D                C
For the ends, so before we go any further 
          E
I want my ends 

            E
I knew this cat named Darrell, he didn't have a dollar 
       A
He was Harvard material, Ivy League scholar 
      E  
Had a Ph.D., had an M.B.A. 
    A
But now he's waiting tables cause there's rent to pay 
     E
Companies downsizing, inflation's rising 
A
Can't find a job, he's feeling kind of stressed 
E
Doesn't even feel the effects when he says 
   A
Forgot to count how many times he been blessed 
      E
So he falls off track, starts smoking the crack 
    A
And once it hits his brain, it starts to chain react 
             E
He sells the shirt off his back, shoes off his feet 
     A
He's losing all his teeth, now he's out in the street 
    E
And all of sudden he's like Jesse James 
          A
Trying to stick up kids for their watches and chains 
         E
But he's from business school, and he's nervous with the tool 
      A
So he ends up on his back in a bloody pool 

        E
For the ends...etc.

I knew this chick named Sally, she had a nice strut 
And everywhere that I went, she was up in the cut 
Swinging that butt, like race you out here 
Only rapped the benz, and rocked the fly gear 
Brand name wearing, champagne waving 
Jewels around the neck, a life style she's craving 
Ain't no saving, she's doing enough spending 
If you do the lending, she'll do the bending 
Straight machine vending, it's money for take 
Shopping sprees get her on her knees 
And if you hit her with keys to your crib, you acting funny 
Come home one day, find her counting out your money 
From the Wetlands, all the way to the Apollo 
If you're broke she's spittin, and if you're rich she might swallow

For the ends...etc. 

I knew these two homeboys, that made a lot of noise
Making money on the block, kids was on they jock
They was tougher than leather like Reverend Run 
DMC, they was toting guns 
Holdin' weight, goin' out of state 
Stackin' mad chips, and pushin' phat whips 
Fly jewels and clothes, and got no job 
And then one did some kid, and one got robbed 

For the ends...etc.

Ends

Dm - F - C       Dm - F - C       Dm - F - C      Dm - F - C

 

  Dm                              F                          C                              Dm

1.  We've all seen the man at the liquor store beggin' for your change,

                              F                          C                          Dm

    The hair on his face is dirty, dreadlocked and full of mange.

                             F                                  C                                 Dm

    He asked the man for what he could spare with shame in his eyes,

                F                        C                      Dm

    "Get a job, you fuckin' slob", 's all he replied.

                 F                              C                          Dm

    God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes,

                                          F                              C                     Dm

    'cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the blues.

 

                             F                            C    - Dm

Then you really might know what it's like,

                           F                             C    - Dm

then you really might know what it's like.

                            F                             C   - Dm

Then you really might know what it's like,

                           F                             C     ~

then you really might know what it's like.

 

  Dm                F                                         C                                    Dm

2.   Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom, who said he was in love,

                                                     F                      

    he said, "Don't worry about a thing baby doll,

                    C                                    Dm

     I'm the man you've been dreamin' of !"

                                  F                                 C                              Dm

    But three months later he said he won't date her or return her call,

                                           F                           C                              Dm

    And she swears, "God damn if I find that man I'm cuttin' off his balls!"

                                          F                    

    And she heads for the clinic,

                                      C                                    Dm

    and she gets some static walkin' through the doors.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                               F                                     C

     They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner, 

                                     Dm

    and they call her a whore.

                  F                              C                         Dm

    God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes,

                                          F                             C                       Dm

    'cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose.

 

                            F                             C    - Dm

Then you really might know what it's like,

                           F                             C    - Dm

then you really might know what it's like.

                            F                              C   - Dm

Then you really might know what it's like,

                           F                              C     ~

then you really might know what it's like.

 

Dm                                                                            F

    I've seen a rich man beg, I've seen a good man sin,

                                          C

    I've seen a tough man cry.

Dm                                                           F                                    C

    I've seen a loser win, and a sad man grin, I heard an honest man lie.

Dm                                                                                   F

    I've seen the good side of bad, and the down side of up,

                                     C

    and everything between.

Dm                                                                           F

    I licked the silver spoon, drank from the golden cup,

                                     C

    smoked the finest green.

Dm                                                                     F

    I stroked daddies dimes at least a couple of times,

                                      C

    before I broke their heart.

Dm                                                                 F                                C

    You know where it ends, yo, it usually depends on where you start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

   Dm ~                                   F                                   C

3.      I knew this kid named Max, he used to get fat stacks

                                         Dm

    out on the corner with drugs.

                                      F                                           C

    He liked to hang out late at night, liked to get shit faced, 

                                     Dm

    and keep pace with thugs.

                            F                                      C                          Dm

    Until late one night there was a big gun fight, Max lost his head,

                                    F                                   C                            Dm

    he pulled out his chrome .45, talked some shit, and wound up dead.

                                       F                                  C                       Dm

    Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of his pain,

                                                F                                            C

    you know it crumbles that way, at least that's what they say,

                                  Dm

    when you play the game 

                 F                               C                           Dm

    God forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news,

                                          F                              C                   Dm

    'cause then you really might know what it's like to have to lose.

 

                            F                              C    - Dm

Then you really might know what it's like,

                           F                             C    - Dm

then you really might know what it's like.

                            F                             C     ~

Then you really might know what it's like,

                 Dm       - F - C - Dm  .....

to have to lose.

What It's Like

Whitey Ford Sings The Blues

Intro: A - Em - G - D X5

The intro its the same progression to the song.


Lyrics :
One time around the block
2 times around the clock
3 times don't cross the little lady

So pretty & oh so bold
Got a heart full of gold on a lonely road
She said "I don't even think that God can save me"

(Am I) gaining ground
(Am I) losing face
(Am I) lost & found by Saving Grace
Thankful for the gift My Angel's gave me

Born alone
We die alone
Nuttin' but sittin' here by the phone
Waitin for the Lord to send my callin'

Street wise from the boulevard
Jesus only knows that she tries too hard
She's only tryin' to keep the sky from fallin'

Any man says it's Heaven & Hell
Prob'ly got somethin' useless to sell
You ask me if I'm saved but what's it to ya?

Blow a quarter
Cop another eighth
You're runnin' out of high, you're losin' your faith
Throw your hands up & scream halleluiah

Aleluya x4...Amen

One time around the sun
another year older and my work ain't done
it's time for me to write the final chapter

Deal the cards & roll the dice
sex drugs & rock n roll are my only vice
tryin' to figure out just what's here after

Aleluya x6...Amen

Saving Grace Theme

Saving Grace

Verse 1:
           B
I'm going back to the time when we owned this town
      E
Down Powder Mill Lane, in the battlegrounds
C#m        B                   G#m  B     F#
We were friends and lovers and clueless clowns


Verse 2:
                      B       
I didn't know I'd be finding out now I was torn from you
         E
When we thought about things we were gonna do
C#m      B                    G#m B  F# 
We were wide eyed dreamers and wiser too


Chorus:
               E              B 
Go down to the rides on East Parade,
        G#m                   F#
by the lights of the Palace Arcade
                    E                     G#m   F#   
Watch night coming down on the Sovereign Light Café


Verse 3:
                          B
I'm begging you for some sign, but you've still got nothing to say
        E
Don't turn your back on me, don't walk away
C#m     B                   G#m  B   F#
I'm a better man now than I was that day


Chorus:
                      E              B 
Let's go down to the rides on East Parade,
        G#m                   F#
by the lights of the Palace Arcade
                    E                     G#m   F#   
Watch night coming down on the Sovereign Light Café

                 E               B
Go down to the bandstand on the pier
           G#m                    F#
Watch the drunks and the lovers appear
                      E                     G#m   F#     
Take time, just the stars at the Sovereign Light Café


Bridge:
   E        B           F#
I wheel my bike off the train,
        F#
Up the North Trade Road,
 E        B             F# 
Look for you on Marley Lane
                          G#m
In every building, every streetlight
                   E               F#  G#m  B  F#
Oh why did we ever go so far from home?


Verse 4:
                        B
You keep on leaving me mile long traces of who you are
         E
You can get a big house and a faster car
C#m      B                    G#m   B  F#
You can run away boy, but you won't go far


Chorus:
                      E              B
Let's go down to the rides on East Parade,
        G#m                   F#
by the lights of the Palace Arcade
                    E                     G#m   F#   
Watch night coming down on the Sovereign Light Café

                    E                B
Stroll down to the bandstand on the pier
           G#m                    F#
Watch the drunks and the lovers appear
                     E                      G#m   F#
Take time, just the stars at the Sovereign Light Café 

      E            B    G#m
La la la la la la la la Yeah, 
     F#                      E       B   F#
I'm going where the people know my name


Outro:
E B G#m F#
E B G#m F# B

Sovereign Light Cafe

strumming pattern
D-DUD-D

F,G,C,Em7

mmmmm mmmm mmmm 

F                    G
Work, work, work, work, work, work. He said me haffi
C                   Em7
Work, work, work, work, work, work! He see me do mi
F                     G
Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt! So me put in
C                   Em7
Work, work, work, work, work, work. When you ah guh
F                        G
Learn, learn, learn, learn, learn Meh nuh cyar if him
C                   Em7
Hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurting


[Verse 1: Rihanna]

F              G
Dry! ...Me a desert
C                 Em7
Nuh time to have ya lerkin'
F                        G
Him ago act like him nuh like it
C                           Em7
You know I dealt with you the nicest
F                        G
Nuh body touch me in the righteous
C                     Em7
Nuh botha, text me in a crisis 
           F                    G
I believed all of your dreams, adoration
            C                    Em7
You took my heart and my keys and my patience
            F                        G
You took my heart on my sleeve for decoration
                C                          Em7
You mistaken my love I brought for you for foundation
           F             G
All that I wanted from you was to give me
C            Em7
Something that I never had
F                   G
Something that you've never seen
C                     Em7
Something that you've never been!
F     G
Mmmmm!
      C                          
But I wake up and act like nothing's wrong
D
Just get ready fi...


[Hook: Rihanna]
F                    G
Work, work, work, work, work, work. He said me haffi
C                   Em7
Work, work, work, work, work, work! He see me do mi
F                     G
Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt! So me put in
C                   Em7
Work, work, work, work, work, work. When you ah guh
F                        G
Learn, learn, learn, learn, learn Meh nuh cyar if him
C                   Em7
Hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurting
F             G
Ner ner ner ner ner ner!
               C           Em7
When you a guh ner ner ner ner ner ner!
                  F                 G
Before the tables turn turn turn turn turn turn!
C             Em7
Beg you something please


[Verse 2: Rihanna]

F            G
Baby don't you leave
               C                 Em7
Do''t leave me stuck here in the streets, 
   F                  G
uh huh If I get another chance to
       C                Em7
I will never, no never neglect you
      F                         G
I mean who am I to hold your past against you?
       C                    Em7
I just hope that it gets to you
  F           G
I hope that you see this through
  C                      Em7
I hope that you see this true
F          G
What can I say?
       C          
Please recognize I'm tryin', baby!!!
 Em7
I have to


[Hook: Rihanna]

F                    G
Work, work, work, work, work, work. He said me haffi
C                   Em7
Work, work, work, work, work, work! He see me do mi
F                     G
Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt! So me put in
C                   Em7
Work, work, work, work, work, work. When you ah guh
F                        G
Learn, learn, learn, learn, learn Meh nuh cyar if him
C                   Em7
Hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurting


[Verse 3: Drake]

N.C.
Yeah, okay
F        G        C                   Em7
You need to get done, done, done, done at work, come over
F               G
We just need to slow the motion
C                   Em7
Don't give that away to no one
F            G
Long distance, I need you
C                          Em7
When I see potential I just gotta see it through
F                        G
If you had a twin, I would still choose you
C                           Em7
I don't wanna rush into it, if it's too soon
      F      G               C              
But I know you need to get done, done, done, done
   Em7
If you come over
F            G
Sorry if I'm way less friendly
C                    Em7
I got n____s tryna end me,
F G           C                 Em7
oh,     I spilled all my emotions tonight, I'm sorry
F               G
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
C                                Em7
How many more shots until you're rollin'?
F              G
We just need a face to face
C                    Em7            F
You could pick the time and the place
               G
You spent some time away
C                Em7
Now you need to forward and give me all the...


[Hook: Rihanna]

F                    G
Work, work, work, work, work, work. He said me haffi
C                   Em7
Work, work, work, work, work, work! He see me do mi
F                     G
Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt! So me put in
C                   Em7
Work, work, work, work, work, work. When you ah guh
F                        G
Learn, learn, learn, learn, learn Meh nuh cyar if him
C                   Em7
Hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurting

mmm mmm mmm..


[Outro: Rihanna]

work work work work work work

F G C D
F G C D

Work

Intro: C D C D (x2)


C D
Si es que no puedes hablar
C D
no te atrevas a volver
C D
si te quieres ocultar
C D
tal vez te podria ver
Em D C G C
y el amor que no sabe a quien y que
G C
hablará si tu verdad
Em F
te abrazara otra vez

Em C
Habla si puedes
G C
grita que sientes
Em C
dime a quien quieres
G C
y te hace feliz

C D


C D
Si no puedes escuchar
C D
aunque insistas hablaré
C D
si lo quieres mírame
C D
y tus ojos hablaran tal vez
Em D C G C
sentiras el amor e iras tras el
G C
hablaras si tu verdad
Em F
te abrazará otra vez

Em C
Habla si puedes
G C
grita que sientes
Em C
dime a quien quieres
G D
y te hace feliz
Em C
habla si puedes
G C
grita si temes
Em C
dime a quien quieres
G D
y te hace feliz


Em G C G
.(CUERDAS)... abrazaméeeeeeeee..
C Em F
quiero despertarme y entender

Em C
habla si puedes
G C
grita si temes
Em C
dime a quien quieres
G D
y que haces aquì
Em C
habla si puedes
G C
grita que sientes
Em C
dime a quien quieres
G C
y te hace feliz
G C
y te hace feliz

C D
(fin)

Habla si puedes

(Chorus)
G
You xxxx X xxx'x smile xxxx xxx
Em
X can't xxxxx xxxxxxx xxx
Am7
I xxx'x xxxxx xxx X xxx'x sing
D7
I'm xxxxxxx xx xxxx xx xx xxxxxxxx
(1st Verse)
G
You xxx X xxxx xxx xxxx xxx'xx sad
Em
X feel xxxx xxxx xxx'xx glad
Am7
If xxx xxxx xxxx xxxx X'x xxxxx through
D7                              G Em G Em
X just xxx'x xxxxx without xxx
(2nd verse)
G
You xxxx along xxxx xxxx x song
Em
Xxx brightened xx xxx
Am7
Whod've xxxxxxxx xxxx xxx xxxx xxxx xx x dream
                  D7
Xxx xx xxx xxxxx light xxxxx xxxx
(Chorus)
         G 
Xxx now xxx xxx X xxx'x smile xxxx xxx
Em
X can't xxxxx xxxxxxx xxx
Am7
I xxx'x xxxxx xxx X xxx'x sing
D7                          Eb
I'm xxxxxxx xx xxxx xx xx anything
(3rd Verse)
Ab
You xxx X xxxx xxx xxxx xxx'xx sad
   Fm
X feel xxxx xxxx xxx'xx glad
Bbm
If xxx xxxx xxxx xxxx X'x xxxxx through
Ebm
X just xxx'x xxxxx
Ebm                                 Ab               C#
Now xxxx xxxxxx xxx happiness xxxxx so xxxx xxxx xx find
C#m                                         Eb     E
Well, X'x xxxxxxx xx xxxx xxxxxxx xxxx xxxx behind me
A
And xxx xxx X xxx'x smile xxxxxxx xxx
F#m
X can't xxxxx xxxxxxx xxx
Bm
X xxx'x laugh xxx X xxx'x sing
E
X'x finding xx xxxx xx xx xxxxxxxx
Bb
You xxx X xxxx xxxx xxxx xxx'xx glad
Gm
X feel xxx xxxx xxx'xx sad
Cm
If xxx xxxx knew xxxx X'x xxxxx through
F
X just xxx'x smile xxxxxxx xxx

Can't Smile Without You

LA RE
Jo et duré a casa si fa mal temps
MI FA#m
Jo t’empararé si un cas tens por
SIm MI
Jo te cuidaré si estàs malalta
RE LA
De tot cor, de tot cor
RE REm LA
De tot cor

MI RE DO#m-SIm-LA

FA#m DO#m
Estic a punt d’anar-me’n
RE LA RE
Mes abans de partir et diré
REm LA
Que et duc dins es pensament

FA#m DO#m
No deix de recordar-te
RE LA RE
I alen els teus alens tot calents
REm SIm MI
De lluny i de prop me tens


Jo et duré...

FA#m DO#m
I a dalt de s’escenari
RE LA RE
Quan estic concentrat cantant
REm MI
Jo sempre te tenc present

FA#m DO#m
Perquè m’ets necessari
RE LA
Com s’aire que respir
RE REm SIm MI
Necessit estar amb tu en tot moment


Jo et duré... ( bis )

De tot cor

Intro: Em  A  Em  A

       Em               A                Em                   
 A
Verse: Be on my side or be on your side, there is no reason for you to hide,
       Em                 A
       Its so hard for me stayin' here all alone, when you could be takin'
       A                Em                                             A
       Me for a ride... She could drag me, over the rainbow, send me away


        G     D         A    G  D          A
Chorus:  Down by the ri-ver,  I shot my ba-by

 Em        A
 Ooh, Ooh, shot her dead


Verse 2:You take my hand I'll take your hand, together we may get away,

        This must madness is too much sorrow, its impossible to make it

        today... She could drag me, over the rainbow, send me away


(Chorus)

(Verse 1)

Down By The River

Intro: D-A-Bm-Em-A  x4

         D                 A                          
I'll confess tonight your all thats on my mind
        Bm            A                   D
I know these roof top nights could last forever.
              A                            Bm
we watched the seasons change, we saw the distance pull us away,
           A
from all we shared together.

D                       A
Right now is all we have you better make this count
Bm                       A
these are the moments i wish i could forget you.

D                            A                                          Bm
I think back to the nights I looked into your bright green eyes and you said,
    Em    A
lets run away.
D                             A                             Bm
its 9am the sun wont rise for 3 more hours pacific time you said
    Em    A
lets run away.

play intro  x2

D                    A
I picked apart every word that you said
  Bm                              A
I dissected each sentence but kept coming up empty
D                         A
the way you are leaves me counting the days
        Bm                            A
till the next time this distance will be a memory


D                        A        
Right now is all we have you better make this count
Bm                     D
these are the moments i wish i could forget you.


D                            A                                          Bm
I think back to the nights I looked into your bright green eyes and you said,
     Em   A
lets run away.
D                            A                              Bm
its 9am the sun wont rise for 3 more hours pacific time you said
     Em   A
lets run away.

D-A-Bm-A

where have you been


                                                                        Bm
I think back to the nights I looked into your bright green eyes and you said,
     Em   A
lets run away.
D                            A                                          Bm
I think back to the nights I looked into your bright green eyes and you said,
     Em   A
lets run away.
D                            A                              Bm
its 9am the sun wont rise for 3 more hours pacific time you said
     Em   A
lets run away


American Dream 

G Bm Em A
Well everybody's lookin' for something they can't find,
Walking straight ahead blind-folded production line,
Only taking time for one type of shoe-shine.
Don't look left/right now you got a street fine.
Everybody lookin' for just a little more.
Working late-nights trying to fight off the day glow.
Waiting for the come-around but it is a no show.
Driving in the fast lane lookin' for the slow-mo...

C D A
Oh whats in store I don't know anymore.
Oh what's inside 'cos I can't hide from it no more.
Oh what you see well it's not me anymore.
Oh I don't know well I don't know man anymore because 

G Bm Em A
I tell you once I tell you twice, gonna be a long time
But you don't take no one's advice, gonna be a long time you,
Where were you, you weren't listenin', gonna be a long time
Gonna be a long time.

G Bm Em A
So now you're face down, face lookin like a frying pan.
Hitting up the clubs trying to feel like a real man.
Beating your chest just like you're King Kong but you're just a gui-tar no-string no-song.
Feeling free like ya don't even know it, man you're towing the line hoping you just don't blow it.
Man ya stuck in the mainframe trying to win the big game so much potential it even makes it more of a shame, shame, shame...
Here we go again, same old shit just another name.
Looking at the destiny there in your palm,
But now you got your strings but you got no song.
So sing, sing, sing - shake it like a chicken wing.
It's not what you get it's about what you bring-bring-bring.
So bring it, bring it to the table, not because you have to 'cos you're willing and you're able!

C D A
Oh what's in store I don't know anymore.
Oh what's inside 'cos I can't hide from it no more.
Oh what you see well it's not me anymore.
Oh I don't know, I don't know anymore because 

G Bm Em A
I tell you once I tell you twice, gonna be a long time.
But you don't take no one's advice, gonna be a long time.
You, where were you, you weren't listening, gonna be a long time.
Gonna be a long time.

Gonna Be A Long Time

[intro x2]
A  E  D A

A                                        E
when there's no place you feel at home
              D                               A
and you think you'd be better off alone
A                                          E
when you think there's no reason to try
               D                           A
and you hate yourself and wanna die

A                                      E
when you're filled with anxiety
             D                   A
and everyone's your enemy
A                                        E
when you wish you were someone else
                 D                        A
and you wanna go out and kill yourself

[chorus]

E D                 A
ooh you're overreacting

(you can change your mind)
E D                A
ooh you're overreacting

(take your time)


A                       E
when you get yourself depressed
                      D                   A
because you think you can't do your best
A                                         E
when you write yourself a stupid song
           D                        A
to remind yourself that you forgot

[chorus]

E D                 A
ooh you're overreacting

(you can change your mind)
E D                A
ooh you're overreacting

(take your time)


[BRIDGE]
# chords x2:
A  E  D  A

A|------------------------------------------------------|
E|-0-2--------------------------------------------------|
C|------------------------------------------------------|
G|-----2-4-2---2-4-2-1---1-1-2-2-1-2-4-2-1-22-----------|     x2



[chorus]

E D                 A
ooh you're overreacting

(you can change your mind)
E D                A
ooh you're overreacting

Overreacting

C#
There's a portrait
     Ab
In a back room
           F#
Which I'll keep for days upon
          C#
Which I relent 
              B
And gaze for hours on
    Bbm                  F#
The muscle, skin and bone
         Ab
Of some imaginary friend

F# Ab F#

        C#
So how about it 
        Ab
Show me please 
           F#
How I will look in twenty years
           C#
And let me please 
          B
Interpret history 
       Bbm        F#
In every line and scar 
               Ab                  
That's painted there in front of me

F# Ab F# Ab F# Ab

           C#
It doesn't matter
         Ab
What I'm thinking
       F#
What I tell myself to do
         C#      F#
I end up calling

       C#
I stay in to
                   Ab
Defrost the fridge
        F#
Now the kid has gone to bed
             C#
A feeling of dread
              B         
At least when she's around
    Bbm
The trouble's there
     F#                        Ab
It's worse to wake up with her falling 'round the room

F# Ab F# Ab F# Ab

       C#
Listen Johnny
              F#
You're like a mother
       C#                     F#
To the girl you've fallen for
                 C#
And you're still falling

       C#
Listen Johnny
              Ab
You're like a mother
       F#
To the girl you've fallen for
                 C#
And you're still falling

            B
And if they come tonight
       Bbm
You'll roll up tight
     F#             Ab
And take whatever's coming to you next (oh, oh oh oh)

 F# Ab to end.

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