Kevin Michael &quot;GG&quot; Allin (born Jesus Christ Allin; August 29, 1956 

#Am                                #F #Cm #G
Well you want me to kiss your ass 
#Am                                       #F #Cm #G
Well bend over, buddy, here comes my foot
#Am                                #F #Cm #G
I don't need your cry ass shit
#Am                                #F #Cm #G
Temper's rising, take a fit

#Am              #F #Cm #G
Bite it you scum
#Am              #F #Cm #G
Bite it you scum
#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it you scum - Here I come
#Am              #F #Cm #G
Bite it you scum

#Am                                #F #Cm #G
Well you want me to contribute
#Am                                #F #Cm #G
All I got is blood for you
#Am                                #F #Cm #G
All you want is more and more
#Am                                #F #Cm #G
Gluttony, you pig you whore

#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it you scum - Here I come
#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it you scum - I want your cum
#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it you scum - Um, yum
#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it you scum
#Am                                #F #Cm #G
One day when your end is near
#Am                                #F #Cm #G
I'll be laughing at your fear
#Am                                #F #Cm #G
When you're gone there'll be no one
#Am                         #F #Cm #G
Who'll be fucking up my fun - No one

#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it you scum
#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it you scum - Here I come
#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it you scum - I'm never gonna run
#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it you scum

#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it you scum
#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it you scum
#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it you scum - Here I come
#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it you scum
#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it you scum
#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it, bite it, bite it, bite it
#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it, bite it, bite it, bite it
#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it, bite it, bite it you fucking scum
#Am              #F  #Cm  #G
Bite it you scum fucking sucking whore.

Bite It You Scum

Hated in The Nation

# GG Allin - Sitting In this Room
# Version from 'The Troubled Trobadour' album. Easy country/punk for beginners.
# Enjoy :) 

A                   A
A                   A            G
Sitting in this room, dark and gloom
      D                    A     A
four walls look to me to be hell
A                   A
A                   A           G
Sitting in this room, sucks so bad
            D              A   A
I might as well be off in jail
A                  A
A                  A             G
Sitting in this room, I want to die
           D            A    A
I want to die, I want to die


             G               D
But in this room, dark and gloom
               A                            D
Four walls of hell, I'd rather be inside a tomb
              G                            D
Ohh, in this room, with my needle and my spoon
            A                          D
I'm making love to myself inside this room

A                    A
A                    A           G    
Sitting in this room, I want to die
           D            A    A
I want to die, I want to die
A                    A
A                    A               G
Death is in this room, and you know death
           D               A   A
is often these days on my mind
A                    A
     A                                       A
I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick
     G                 D            A  A
I'm sick and all things must pass away

             G             D
But in this room, in this room
               A                            D
Four walls of hell, I'd rather be inside a tomb
              G                            D        
Ohh, in this room, with my needle and my spoon and my Jim Beam too
            A                          D
I'm making love to myself inside this room

A                  A
A                  A            A   A
Sitting in this room,I want to dieeee
           G              D              A
I want to die, I want to die, I want to ... die

Sitting In This Room

The Troubled Troubadour

C
I hear mariachi static on the radio
                               G
and the tubes they glow in the dark.

And I'm there with her in Encinada
                      C
when I'm here in Echo Park


CHORUS:
     F
Carmelita, hold me tighter
  C                 F
I think I'm sinkin' down.
        C                 G
And I'm all strung-out on heroin
       G              C
on the out--skirts of town.


       C
Well I pawned my Smith and Wesson
                      G
and I went to meet my man.

He hangs out down on Alvarado Street
                               C
by the County(Pioneer) Chicken stand.


(Chorus)

         C
Well I'm sittin' here playin' Russian roulette
                      G
with my pearl handled gun.

The county won't give me no more methadone
                              C
and they cut off your welfare check.


(Chorus)x2

Carmalita

Hated

C                     F
 Don't ever trust authority
C                         G
 Pigs, parents and our society
      C                                   F
 You got to play by your own, own set of rules
           C                           G             F   C
 Fuck the law, fuck the law, fuck the law, burn the fuse

Mr. Pig Man, you are nothing
Nothing, sealed behind your badge
Always snorting out lies and deceits
Pawned away, pawned away to your boring society

          F
 Fuck authority, fuck authority
  C
 Kill the president and seniority
          F
 Fuck authority, fuck authority
G
 Lets murder a society

Little pig man behind judge's robe
I can't wait to see you die
You piece, you piece of puppet property shit
You're nothing but a lie so full of shit

If you live nothing, you are nothing
Dissolved by the stagnating masses
I say its time to say fuck the law
Kill, kill, kill, kill their motherfucking asses

Fuck authority, fuck authority
Kill the president and seniority
Fuck authority, fuck authority
Lets murder a society

'Cause when I fall
Because when I fall, I fall hard
Going down with everything
Going down with everything that I am

Fuck Authority

Intro:
CGC


C            G          C
As gray as a monarch, the moments I pass
F                 C                G                 C
The whisky bottle is my globe and the specter is my glass
C              G          C
My table is my throne, and the bar room is my court
F                  C           G              C
The bi-whore is my subject and drinking is my sport


C                    G          C
Don't look for me in daylight, where robots all assembled
F                    C                 G            C  
You'll find me in my dark world, in my smoke filled temple
C                  G             C
Whiskey breath and painted women bring me to my senses
F               C                  G             C                         
Prostitutes and loaded guns 'cause trouble is my business


Chorus:
F                                C
Guns, bitches, brawls & bottles, that's the only life I lead
F                                    G
Don't know where I'll wake tomorrow, but today is all I need



C                 G       C
When the sun goes down, into the night I'll creep
F                         C            G            C
I'll beg, I'll steal and borrow, I'll hustle for my keep
C                   G       C   
Do what I've got to do, the city is my play
F                   C              G            C
I'll kill you for a dollar if it's in the cards today


C                    G          C
Don't look for me in daylight, where robots all assembled
F                    C                 G            C  
You'll find me in my dark world, in my smoke filled temple
C                  G             C
Whiskey breath and painted women bring me to my senses
F               C                  G             C                         
Prostitutes and loaded guns 'cause trouble is my business

Guns, Bitches, Brawls And Bottles

G                      C
Laying on the floor in a pool of blood and cum
G                       D
My demons lay beside as I kiss them one by one
G                              C
Then on that day I met a force that nothing will compare
G          D               C                     G
I was born the son of evil when I fuck the devil there

G                            C
My daddy was a powerful soul back in '56
G                      D
My mother was a virgin when she first felt his prick
G                         C
Then on August 29th, baby Jesus Christ was born
G               D         C              G
An alien to the world, he was set out to destroy

C
I'm the son of evil, the God of Fire in Hell
G
I'm the son of evil, the one you'll never know
C
As I look into your eyes, you only cry for help
D
I want to paralyze you 'cause I only love myself

G                          C
But when I was reborn from the day I fucked the devil
G                             D
Nothing will come close to me beacause I am immortal
G                      C
Many lives I've lived, and many times I've died
G                  D              C                  G           
But my soul cannot be stopped, as it's on an endless ride

G                         C
As I look into your eyes, you see an icey stare
G                                  D
I want to bring you to your knees, destroy your life right there
G                        D
Put your hand in mine as I take you for a ride
G                       D               C                      G
You'll see your life be stripped away, 'cause today your gonna die


C
I'm the son of evil, the God of Fire in Hell
G
I'm the son of evil, the one you'll never know
C
As I look into your eyes, you only cry for help
D
I want to paralyze you 'cause I only love myself

G                      C
Laying on the floor in a pool of blood and cum
G                       D
My demons lay beside as I kiss them one by one
G                               C
For on that night I met a force that nothing will compare
G          D               C                     G
I was born the son of evil when I fuck the devil there

G                            C
My daddy was a powerful soul back in '56
G                      D
My mother was a virgin when she first felt his prick
G                         C
Then on August 29th, baby Jesus Christ was born
G               D         C              G
An alien to the world, he was set out to destroy
G               D         C              G
An alien to the world, he was set out to destroy
G               D         C              G
An alien to the world, he was set out to destroy

Son Of Evil

Carnival of Excess - Video Soundtrack

D                   A 
When I die put that bottle in my hand
G                           A
All these years on earth it was my only friend
D                       A
When you dig a hole and gonna bury me
G                              A 
Put that bottle of Jim Beam to rest beside me
D                     A 
All my life I've been living on the run
        G                             A
Hanging out in bars and hotel rooms annoying everyone
D                     A
Living on the road running from coast to coast
         G                          A
Spending many nights in jail like a gunman at his post
       G             A
When I die you don't have to cry
G                         A
You don't have to feel no feelings inside

Same chord progression

Never cared or had no feelings for no one
The only one I cared for was the one who made me cum
Live my live like a loner on the trail
Some of the nights in jail I couldn't afford no bail
No one to call no one to see me through
So I bought a gun one day and I came gunning after you

Living on the road playing scumfuc rock 'n' roll
I'm on the road and I haven't got no home

Never lived nowhere long enough to call home
I'm just an outlaw scumfuc playing my rock 'n' roll
Never had nothing that could keep me satisfied
Except my booze and my drugs and that woman by my side
She was no woman but she's good enough for me
She's got that cunt between her legs and that's all I need
So when I die put that bottle by my side
Bury me with old Jim Beam and I'll be on my hellride

When I die, when I die
Down to hell is my final destination

When I die put that bottle by my side
It's the only friend I've had in life but it kept me satisfied
Living on the run you'll never take me out alive
I bought a gun I'm leaving now
Bye bye
Bye bye

When I Die

Expose Yourself-Singles

B                                    A                E7
Once my girl was conscious, she had better days with you
B                                        A                E7
Then fame and fortune came your way and made a change of you
B                                          A              E7
You climbed your ladder of success and I'm not on solid ground
B                                                      E7
and when it starts to crumble, pick me up on your way down

        A7                 E7                    A7            
Pick me up when roads are shattered, when false friends cannot be 
 E7
found
        B                                                   E7
Oh you know I'll still be drinking, pick me up on your way down

B                                          A              E7
I've hit the bottom of the glass, there's just one way to go
B                                    A                E7
The world I've chosen for my own is one you'll never know
B                                           A            E7
When folks say they don't know me, say I'm not on solid ground
B                                                     E7
You will find me in my alley, pick me up on your way down

        A7                 E7                    A7 
Pick me up when roads are shattered, when false friends cannot be 
 E7
found
        B                                                   E7
Oh you know I'll still be drinking, pick me up on your way down
        A7                 E7                    A7 
Pick me up when roads are shattered, when false friends cannot be 
 E7
found
        B                                                   E7
Oh you know I'll still be drinking, pick me up on your way down







(*E7/E)

Pick Me Up (on Your Way Down)

Uncool Unclean Unplugged

Intro:     F G A F G C

C                          G
We walked along and talked along
      F              C          G
Til we came to the levelest ground
C                      G
Then I picked up a stick of wood
           F              C       G
and I knocked that boston bitch down
 
F     G   A
Watch me kill
           F     G  
Watch me kill
C
The Boston girl
 
C                     G
She fell upon her bended knee
          F         C      G
cryin', "Lord have mercy on me!
C                G
Oh, gg don't murder me now,
        F         C            G
For I'm...I'm not prepared to die!" but
 
F     G   A
Watch me kill
          F     G  
Watch me kill
C
The boston girl 

F
Little attention did I pay
G
I beat her more and more
F
I beat her 'til the blood gushed out
        A                    G               
Then I raped that bleedin' whore
 

F     G   A
Watch me kill
           F     G  
Watch me kill
C
The boston girl 
 
C                     G
We walked along and talked along
      F              C        G
Til we came to the levelest ground
C                    G
Then I picked up a stick of wood
         F           C          G
And I knocked that Boston bitch down

F     G   A
Watch me kill
           F     G  
Watch me kill
A
The Boston girl 

F      G   A
Watch me kill
           F     G  
Watch me kill
A
The Boston girl





/

Watch Me Kill

Carnival Of Excess

C          D                G
Everybody knows that I'm a scumbag
G                                  C 
They won't come and see me in this dive
C             G          D                 Em
Everyone's afraid of what might happen to them
        Am                           D    
Or if they'll even get out of there alive


C                    D                   G
Some fuckhead in the corner is getting to me
G                              C
Talkin' about the way I look and smell
C                           G        D       Em
Well I guess he don't know that I'm the Outlaw Scumfuck
Am                                 D
Someone aughta' warn him before I knock him straight to Hell


      C             D                 G
Because everybody knows that I'm a scumbag
G                                    C                      
I like sluts and whores and I don't care
C            G                   D        Em
You can say just what you want to say about me
Am                               D
But if I hear you I might just go knock you off your chair



C                     D                G
'Cause I like to drink whiskey by the gallon
G                                         C 
I live on peanut butter sandwiches, I don't care
C                     G              D   Em       
I spent some nights in jail in this old country
Am                                         D
Everybody hates me and I just don't fucking care


             G                           C
'Cause I can sing all those songs about bitches
D                                     G        D
And I still fuck all the prostitutes that I know
    G                         C 
They tell me I smell like raw sewage
  Am                               D
But I'm the man that you'll never know

C             D                         G
Because everybody knows that I'm a scumbag
G                                 C
They won't come and see me if I died
C                       G         D     Em
Everyone's afraid of what might happen to them
       Am                             D
Or if they'll even get out of there alive


Some fuckhead in the corner is getting to me

Talkin' about the way I look and smell

Well I guess he don't know it, but I'm the Outlaw Scumfuck

Someone aughta' warn him before I knock him straight to Hell


Because everybody knows that I'm a scumbag

I like sluts and whores and I don't care

You can say just what you want to say about me

But if I hear you I might just go knock you off your chair


And I can sing all those songs about bitches

And I still fuck all those prostitutes that I know

They tell me I smell like raw sewage

But I'm just the man that you'll never know


Because everybody knows that I'm a scumbag

They'll never come and see me in this dive

You can say just what you want to say about me

I'll turn my back on you and I'll stick you from behind


'Cause everybody knows that I'm a scumbag...

Outlaw Scumfuck

Res-Erected

E                 D         A                  E
Well I'm just sick and tired of talking on the phone
  E           D       A              E
Sitting in your room conversing all alone
  E               D             A               E
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talking about everybody else
E            D                   A              E
But what you really rather do is talking about yourself, so....

  E     D      A     E   
Don't talk to me, don't talk
  E     D      A     E
Don't talk to me, don't talk
  E     D      A     E
Don't talk to me, don't talk
    E     D      A     E 
You don't talk to me, don't talk

  E   D    A    E
You don't talk to me
 E      D     A        E
Not even a word, not even a whisper
   E    D    A    E
Just button your lip!
  E           D             A         E
You aught to have a case of bloody larengitis!
E                  D           A          E
We're sitting in a room with no one here beside us,
     E                D            A              E
'cause we're sick and tired of listening to your neuratic shit
 E           D           A                  E
Why don't you shut your mouth, stop acting like a twit

  E              D            A                 E
Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha chatter chatter chatter!
    E               D                 A          E
You talk to me all night, but I don't know whats the matter
     E           D                A           E
When you yak yak yak yak yak yak yak yak yak yak yak yak yak!
  E             D             A            E
I'd like to tie your hands and feet and put you in a sack.

Dont Talk To Me

Always Was, Is and Always Shall Be

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

C                     G
Se a vida as vezes dá uns dias de segundos cinzas
           Am           F
E o tempo tic taca devagar
         Dm                   Am
Ponha o teu melhor vestido, brilha teu sorriso
      F              C
Vem pra cá, vem pra cá

                                     G
Se a vida muitas vezes só chuvisca, só garôa
        Am               F
E tudo não parece funcionar
         Dm                  Am
Deixe esse problema a toa, pra ficar na boa
      C
Vem pra cá

Refrão:
            Am              F
Do lado de cá, a vista é bonita
          C           G
A maré é boa de provar
            Am                 F
Do lado de cá, eu vivo tranquila
                  C          E7
E o meu corpo dança sem parar
            F                  C                 G
Do lado de cá, tem música, amigos e alguém para amar
            C G Am F
Do lado de cá
            C G Am F
Do lado de cá

refrão:
           Am            F
Do lado de cá, a vista é bonita
          C           G
A maré é boa de provar
            Am                 F
Do lado de cá, eu vivo tranquila
                  C          E7
E o meu corpo dança sem parar
            F                 C                 G
Do lado de cá, tem música, amigos e alguém para amar
            Am
Do lado de cá

             Am7M            Am7
A vida é agora, vê se não demora
  Dm            E7
Pra recomeçar
Am           Am7M          Am7
É so ter vontade de felicidade
  Dm     G
Pra pular

Refrão:
            Am              F
Do lado de cá, a vista é bonita
          C        G
A maré é boa de provar
            Am                 F
Do lado de cá, eu vivo tranquila
                  C         E7
E o meu corpo dança sem parar
              F                C                  G
Do lado de cá, tem música, amigos e alguém para amar
            C G Am F
Do lado de cá
            C G Am F
Do lado de cá
            ( C G Am F ) (2x)
Do lado de cá

Do Lado De Cá

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: un arpegio mas o menos así.

Em E9 Em E9
e|----------7----------------7----------------7----------------7--------|
B|--------8---8------------7---7------------8---8------------7---7------|
G|------9-------9--------9-------9--------9-------9--------9-------9----|
D|----9-----------9----9-----------9----9-----------9----9-----------9--|
A|--7----------------7----------------7----------------7----------------|
E|----------------------------------------------------------------------|


Como intro:
Desnudar el sin razón
que modelo nuestras vidas
Parece ser causa perdida.

Nadie apuesta detener
el motor que contamina
el aire que a diario respiras

Am
Y que respiraste ayer,
Como intro
y que mañana tal vez, no lo sé.
Por eso hoy

Am
Reflexionando en esto,
C5
la madrugada pasó,
B5 / Am / G5 / F5# / Em
y dejó otro día para ser.


BASE: (mas o menos - no la entiendo)
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Ser guardianes o vigías de toda la miel
que guarda en toda colmena el sucio poder.
Predador, ecologista, pobre o gran señor.
Drogadependiente, doctor o paciente,
entreverado en el montón.



e|---------+----------------------|
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G|---------+----------------------| no hace la primer parte)
D|--2-/5-4-+-----/5-4-----2-/5-4--|
A|--2------+-4-5--------4-2-------|
E|--0------+-2-3--------2-0-------|

Vender, comprar.
Comer, cagar.
Morir, nacer.

Sufrir, gozar.
Odiar, amar.
Ser o no ser

Culpable o inocente, malviviente o juez.
O quien con sólo su firma decreta la ley.
Pronucleares informistas modelan la situación.
Más tecnología, por más energía.
Fuga radiactiva de progreso.

Vender, comprar.
Comer, cagar.
Morir, nacer.

Sufrir, gozar.
Odiar, amar.
Ser o no ser.


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Solo guitarra

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Derrame de combustible, exterminio forestal.
El motor contaminante no se detendrá.
Para ser hay otro día en el planeta inferior.
Como cualquier día, como todo día
Con o sin mi reflexión.

Vender, comprar.
Comer, cagar.
Morir, nacer.

Sufrir, gozar.
Odiar, amar.
Ser o no ser.

Vender, comprar.
Comer, cagar.
Morir, nacer.

Sufrir, gozar.
Odiar, amar.
Ser o no ser.

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Ser o no ser

Chords: C F Am G
Strumming pattern: down, down, up, up, down, up

You're way too (C) beautiful girl,
That's (Am) why it'll never work
You'll have me (F) suicidal, (G) suicidal
When you (C) say it's over
Damn all these (C) beautiful girls,
They (Am) only wanna do your dirt
They'll have you (F) suicidal, (G) suicidal
When they (C) say it's over
See it (C) started at the park
Used to chill after dark
Oh, (Am) when you took my heart
That's when we fell apart
'Cause (F) we both thought
That (G) love last (C) forever (last forever)
They (C) say we're too young
To get ourselves sprung
Oh (Am) we didn't care
We made it very clear
And they (F) also said
That we (G) couldn't last (C) together (last together)
See it's (C) very divine, girl
You're one of a kind
But you (Am) mush up my mind
You ought to get declined
Oh (F) Lord
My (G) baby is driving me (C) crazy

(Chorus)

It was (C) back in '99
Watchin' movies all the time
Oh (Am) when I went away
For doin' my first crime
And (F) I never thought
That (G) we was gonna see each (C) other (see each other)
And then (C) I came out
Mami moved me down South
Oh (Am) I'm with my girl
Who I thought was my world
It (F) came out to be
That (G) she wasn't the girl for (C) me (girl for me)

(Refrain and chorus)

(C) Now we're fussin'
And now we're fightin'
(Am) Please tell me why
I'm feelin' slighted
And (F) I don't know
(G) How to make it (C) better (make it better)
You're (C) datin' other guys
You're tellin' me lies
Oh (Am) I can't believe
What I'm seein' with my eyes
I'm (F) losin' my mind
And (G) I don't think it's (C) clever (think it's clever)

(Refrain and Chorus)

Beautiful Girls

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

Donde hay numeros en vez de acordes es porque no se
como se llaman esos acordes y pongo abajo como se hacen




F9/A Cm
Ya no sé donde fue,
F9/A C
con su luz tu verdad,
F9/A Cm
avanzar y no avanzar,
1 G
que loco remolino,

ya no ves . . .

ya no ves . . .

la maldad que hay allí . . .

solo estás en tu cruz,

oh déjame explorarte,
F4 C
solo extiéndete una vez más . . .
F4 C
extiéndete una vez más . . .

la canción de la sed,

como el agua se nos fue . . .

líbrame . . .

Oh! líbrame . . .

Líbrame de la galaxia

ya no ves . . .

ya no ves

lo que ya sé nos pasó

respirar y oxidar,

y olvidarse y no fumar . . .

solo extiéndete una vez más . . .

exiténdete una vez más . . .

extiendete una vez más

extiendete una vez más

Nota: C B y
Am 2
eres mi esperanza
Am 3
solo una grieta en mi existir . . .
4
no somos solo hombres
5 6 7
y como fondo un cielo.

no es solo un burro,

que es un ángel de fe,

tal vez

me sentirás tal vez

me sentirás

las aguas en tus ojos

vibran su dulce brillo

una piel y una flor

son tus pechos,

que no piensan menos mal,

oh por favor,

gira loca girasol . . .

déjame como estoy,

ya te amé y allí morí,

quédate quédate oh!

déjame explicarte,

solo extiéndete una vez más . . .

extiéndete una vez más . . .

eres mi esperanza,

solo una grieta en mi existir . . .

no somos solo cuerpos,

y como un fondo un cielo . . .

no es solo un burro,

que es un ángel de fe

tal vez me sentirás

tal vez me sentirás

1:*5455*
2:*0*110
3:2**13*
4:3*445*
5:5**56*
6:7*775*
7:5*555*

Espero que puedan sacar esta genial cancion del mejor
compositor del rock de Argentina (a mi parecer).

Extiéndete una vez más

Intro
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Resistirse a complacer

INTRO: DOm - FA - MIb - LA# - DOm - MIb - FA - LA# - DOm

DOm - FA - MIb - LA#

DOm LA# DOm LA#
Saber que es lo que te pasa, sabes a veces lleva tiempo

DOm LA#
Es que el amor es una ciencia exacta,

DOm LA#
Y el dolor suele ser un misterio

SOL# DOm
Salir, parece buena idea,

SOL# DOm
Escapar, esa no es la manera de seguir

SOL# DOm
No esperar que el tiempo arregle todo,

SI LA#
Cuestión de encontrar el modo de reír

DOm FA MIb LA# DOm
Y si no estas bien, no te desarmes

FA MIb LA# DOm
Ponte de pie y andar y andar

FA MIb LA# DOm
No los escuchés pueden marearte

FA MIb LA# DOm
Solo saben hablar, y hablar y hablar

PUENTE: DOm LA# DOm LA#


DOm LA# DOm LA# DOm
A donde vas? No entiendo, no

LA# DOm LA#
Por que estas mintiendo?

DOm FA MIb LA# DOm
Y si no estas bien, no te desarmes

FA MIb LA# DOm
Ponte de pie y andar y andar…

FA MIb LA# DOm
No los escuchés pueden marearte

FA MIb LA# DOm
Solo saben hablar, y hablar y hablar...


SOLO: DOm LA#

FINAL: DOm - FA - MIb - LA# - DOm - MIb - FA - LA#

Andar

C
Working the village shop
E
Putting a poster up
Am
Dreaming of anything
C              Am               Em               Dm
Dreaming of the time when you're free from all the trouble you're in

C
In the mud, on your knees
E
Trying hard not to please
Am
Anyone, all the time
C              Am
Being a rebel's fine
           Em            C
But you go all the way to being brutal

Chorus:
G
You will have a boy tonight
You will have a boy tonight
F
On the first bus out of town
On the first bus out of town

Let's see your kit for games
All the girls look the same
You are challenging style for running miles
You're running miles in some boy's jumper

Boo to the business world!
You know a girl who's tax free on her back and making
Plenty cash
While you are working for the joy of giving

Chorus:
You will have a boy tonight
You will have a boy tonight
And you hope that she will see
And you hope that she will see

You are in two minds
Tossing a coin to decide whether you should tell your mum
About a dose of thrush you got while licking railings

But you read in a book
That you got free from Boots
There are lotions, there are potions
You can take to hide your shame from all those prying eyes

Lazy Jane, all the time
Painting lines
You sleeping at bus stops
Wondering how you got your name
And what you're going to do about it.

Chorus

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