NOFX is a punk rock band from San Francisco, California, United States, formed in 1983. The original lineup included singer/bassist Fat Mike, drummer Erik Sandin, and guitarist Eric Melvin. Since 1991, the lineup has remained the same, with El Hefe playing guitar and trumpet. They have released 11 full-length studio albums, 15 EPs, 2 live albums, and many 7&quot; singles. The group has sold over 6 million records worldwide, making them one of the most successful independent acts of all time.  

Groupe californien de punk rock/hardcore mélodique formé en 1983 à L.A.. Fer de lance du label Epitaph au même titre que Pennywise ou Bad Religion, le groupe se forge une solide réputation dans le monde du punk à partir de 1990 avec Ribbed. En 94 lors de l'explosion du punk pour ados (greenday, offspring ) le groupe en profite pour se faire connaitre du grand public avec &quot; Punk in Drublic &quot;. ils continuent toujours sur Epitaph les années suivantes en sortant heavy petting zoo, so long and thanks for all the shoes, .

NOFX ist eine US-amerikanische Punkrock-Band, die seit ihrer Gründung 10 Studioalben, 15 EPs, und zahlreiche 7&quot; Singles veröffentlicht hat und weltweit über 6 Millionen Platten verkauft hat. Ihr Sound vereint Elemente von melodischem Hardcore, Ska und klassischem Punkrock.   Bandgeschichte  1983 gründeten Erik Sandin (Drums), Eric Melvin (Gitarre) und Mike Burkett alias Fat Mike (Vocals / Bass) NOFX in Berkley, CA.

Todo empezó cuando Fat Mike quiso fundar un grupo punk que tuviese buenas letras y buenas canciones, que grabase discos y saliese a tocar, para esto buscó a su amigo Erik.  Grabaron Liberal Animation en 1988 con Brett de Bad Religion, y fue relanzado en 1991 en la firma de Brett, Epitaph Records. NOFX firmó con Epitaph en 1989, sacando a la luz el LP S&amp;M Airlines. En el mismo año nació, de la mano de Fat Mike, el sello Fat Wreck Chords, que pronunciado correctamente suena como &quot;Fat Records&quot;.  

C
He spent fifteen years getting loaded
F
Fifteen years 'till his liver exploded
          C                               F
Now what's Bob gonna do now that he can't drink?
                  C
The doctor said, what you been thinkin' 'bout?
F
Bob said, That's the point,
                    C
I won't think about nothing
                         F
Now I gotta do something else,

OI OI OI!

C                
To pass the time Bob shaved his head
F
He got a new identity
C
Sixty-two holed air cushioned boots
      F
And a girl who rides a scooter

               C       G
Gonna take him out, of town
C              F
They would get away
C            G              C
Riding around, as the trucks drive by
F
You could here the mother fuckers go...


During the trumpet solo play the chords   C G C F


C                      
A couple of lines, an extra thermos of Joe
F
He'll be kickin' in heads at the punk rock show, yeah
C
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what
E
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do
F
When the doctor tells him to


C               Bb              F
Quit your drinkin', now's the time
        G
Will he ever walk the line
C                 Bb              F
To all my friends, I feel just great
            G
But will he ever walk the line
C                    Bb
Kickin' ass and bustin' heads
F          G
Red suspenders
C          Bb            F
Once a day he shaves his head
G
But will he ever walk the line?


A       G         D    E
Will he ever walk the line?

A       G         D    E
Will he ever walk the line?

A       G         D    E
Will he ever walk the line?

    A       G         D    E
Oh, will he ever walk the line?


For the end play the chords   C G C F

NOFX - Radio (Rancid cover)

VERSE 1:

D                 F#m
Never fell in love
             G               D 
Until I fell in love with you 
                              F#m 
Never knew what a good time was 
        G                       A 
Until I had a good time with you
             D                             F#m               
If you wanna get the feeling and you wanna get it right
            G                 D 
Then the music's gotta be loud
                         F#m            
For when the music hit's me 
       G             D 
I feel no pain at all 
A 
Here it is

Here I am 

Turn it up f**king loud 


CHORUS:

       D           F#m                
Radio, Radio, Radio
       G          D 
Radio, Radio, Radio
                 F#m    G               D 
When I got the music, I got a place to go
                   F#m
Radio, Radio, Radio
       G          D 
Radio, Radio, Radio
                         F#m  G                  D 
When I got the music in me, I got a place I can go
Em                   G 
I got a place I can go


VERSE 2:

D               F#m
Warm summer night 
           G              D
I was drinking with my dad
                    F#m G         A      D
He tried to give me love that I never had 
         F#m                  G            D
But he gave more love to his bottle of wine 
                         F#m
So I had to go out and find 
       G            D
Love of another kind 

A 
Here it is

Here I am 

Turn it up f**king loud 


VERSE 3:

D
Radio clash
G           D
Magnificent 7

I was a choir boy
           G           D
You showed me no heaven
              F#m          G             D
Two tools surely lost (radio, radio, radio)
                   F#m               G          D
No remorse ignoring the cost (radio, radio, radio)

Radio

White Trash ......

A--------------------------|
E--------------------------|
C--------------------------|
G-----5-7-5-7-7^^----------|


A                                        C
I thought you were the one when I heard "Holidays In The Sun"
               G       D C G D G C
come from your bedroom
       A                            C
but my mind started to stray when I saw Youth of Today
                 G      D C G D G C(bend)
mixed with your singles
       E                           F
What's with this Underdog and this GNR EP?
  B
I don't think Hanoi rocks
            C
and I don't want your Paul Stanley
        A
next to my Subhumans gatefold
        C
I'm not trying to be a jerk
            G                               A
but I don't think this record mergers gonna work
          F              E
But when I saw Christ on Parade,
            C           D
and This is Boston, Not LA

I knew you were the one

C-G  C-G#-G C-G#-G
F-G--C(2x)

  C                 G                 A              E
I knew you were for me when I saw the first Vandals EP
F        C              F                 G
I found SNFU and cool I owned that record too
         C                G               A                   E
seems we both had Social Unrest and sung "she's a pervert nurse"
    F                 C                      F           G
we both had the first pressing of "How Could Hell Be Any Worse"

I knew you were the one

C-G  C-G#-G C-G#-G
F-G--C(2x)

So now we got two Earth ADs and we got two Killing Jokes
we got two Adolescents two Peni's and two The Crews
we got two Someone Got Their Head Kicked Ins
we got two Declines, two Damaged
and two Jealous Agains,
                    A
I knew you were the one
       C                 G
When I saw Machine Gun Etiquette
                    A
I knew you were the one
       C                 G
When I saw the Peace War comp

We got two Articles of Faith, 31 minutes of group sex
A couple of Avengers, and a pair of Out Of Steps
We got two What We Do Is Secret, we got two TSOL's
We got two Freedom Of Choices, we got two Three Hits From Hells

I knew you were the one


We Got Two Jealous Agains

D                 A              D         A
It's kinda hard to wear high heels, or slip on banana peels
D                A             E
How does she get in and out of tubs
  D                 A               D                            A
I hope she dont get mad, I hope she thinks this song is good not bad
      D                   E                  A
Cause we think that she's totally rad, she's nubs.

   D           A         D            A
No fingers, no toes, she doesn't own elbows,
   D            A               E
No phalanges no knobby knees to knock.
          D                A        D                A
She don't need knuckles or hands to go see punk rock bands
D            E                    A
She's always in the stands, she's nubs
    D               A          D                 A
She can't pick up a phone, she can't get dressed alone
D            A                 E
She's got no funny bone, she's nubs
   D         A                D              A           D           E
No shoes for feet but we sure do think she's neat, she's nubs, she's nubs,
      A
she's nubs

F#                          D        A                      E
  I asked her if she want a drink, I asked her if she liked Toronto,
F#                             D                            E              A
  I asked her to go out to the bar, but all she said was no thanks, no and no

       D              A           D                     A
It was time for us to leave, so I grabbed and shook her sleeve
    D            A                   E
and told her I'd see her at the next club. 
    D          A                 D              A    D         E     
she got into a pack and some guy put her on his back, she said goodbye and 
                A
kinda waved her stub
      D             A         D               A
She's got beauitful eyes, and breasts regular size,
D           A                        E
but without calves and thighs, she's nubs
     D                 A           D         A
It's hard to give good head or get tied to a bed,
     D                   E                      A
when all you've got is a body and head, she's nubs
D     A     D     A     D     A           E
She's nubs, She's nubs, She's nubs, She's nubs...

       D                A             D               A
Oh she may not walk the walk, and she may not like to talk
    D                  E                  A
But boy she sure knows how to rock, she's nubs (she is nubs).

She's Nubs

War on Errorism

Sorry don’t know the intro!!
F                A
Breathe ever so soft,
      D          C                       Bb
We wouldn't wanna break the eggs as we walk.
C        F                A
Never alone, cautious, afraid,
    D               C            Bb        C
I hear the voice of reason on the P.A.
       F                   A
Leave it alone, follow the grain,
   D                  C                   Bb
We couldn't stop the irresistible force.
              F                    A
Leave it the same, change with the leaves,
D               C                         Bb
Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the old.
C         F               F  F 
Leave it alone

F             G#    C      EM
DA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAA
F             G#    C      EM
DA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAA
F             G#    C      EM
DA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAA
F             G#    C      EM
DA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAA

F                G
Breathe, ever so slight,
    C             G                   F      G
We couldn't take away your God given right.
         C              Em
Leave it alone, heel and stay,
A              G                     F    G
Roll over and shake and beg for the bone.
         C         C C
Leave it alone

F         G#        C      EM
DA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAA
F         G#        C      EM
DA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAA
F         G#        C      EM
DA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAA
F         G#        C      
DA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAA

Leave It Alone

E                                  Ab
Possesions never meant anything to me

I'm not crazy
C#                B               A    B
Well that's not true, I've got a bed and a guitar
E                                       Ab
And a dog named dog who pisses on my floor
                             C#
That's right, I've got a floor
    B    A         B
So what, so what, so what?
E                         B
I've got pockets full of  kleenex and lint and holes
C#                            A
Where everything imporatnt to me just seems to fall right down

my leg
E             Ab
and on the floor
C#          B        A
My closest friend linoleum
   B       E
Linoleuuuuuuuum
B                  C#                       A
Supports my head, gives me something to believe
PM:
         E*                               B*
That's me on the beachside combing the sand
                    C#*
Metal meter in my hand
             Whitout PM-->    A
Sporting a pocket full of change
        E                                         B
That's me on the street with a violin under my chin
                 C#                  A
Playing with a grin, singing gibberish
        E                     B
That's me on the back of the bus
                   C#
That's me in the cell
                       A
That's me inside your head
                       E            B          C#            A
That's me inside your heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeead

Linoleum

NOFX - Lori Meyers

INTRO:

Am F G E


VERSE :

Am                         F
Lori Meyers used to live upstairs
            G                    E
Our parents had been friends for years
Am                          F
Almost every afternoon we'd play forbidden games
G                                 E
At nine years old there's no such shame
   Am                        F                             
It wasn't recognition of her face, what brought me back 
        G                                    E
was a familiar mark as it flashed across the screen
                  Am                     F
I bought some magazines, some video tape scenes
              G                         E
Incriminating acts, I felt that I could save


VERSE 2:

Am                                     F
Who the hell are you to tell me how to live
                    G                      E
You think I sell my body, I merely sell my time
               Am                             F
I ain't no Cinderella, I ain't waiting for no prince
                     G                             E
To save me in fact until just now I was doing just fine

And on and on
Am
I know what degradation feels like
F                             G
I felt it on the floor at the factory
                      E
Where I worked long before 
          Am                   F
I took control now I answer to me
          G                                 E
The 50K I make this year will go anywhere I please
               Am
Where's the problem

Lori Meyers

NOFX - Fleas

G F C

C                 G  
My father used to say
    D                        C  
You sleep with dogs the next day
                      G
You'll wake up in the bed scratching
      D          C
Those inevitable fleas
             G
At ten years old
    F                     C
You listen to what you're told
                     G
But I never felt the itch
F
I never would

G F C

C                G
My mother had forbidden me
   D             C
To waste away my life
                   G
I want you to have all the things
D             C
I could never buy you
                         D
So don't stop what I'd begun
          G       D    E
You're my one and only son
F             C                  G
Follow what I say, not what I've done
F             C                  G
Follow what I say, not what I've done
C                  D
Shower, scrub, and shave
        G          D    E
Cleanly boys don't misbehave
F             C                  G
Follow what I say, not what I've done

Fleas

Punk In Drublic

Here are the other Chord charts they dont have in the system yet:

C5= 0033
G5= 0230
A5= 2400
F5= X015
Bb= 3211
E5= 4402
D5= 2200

:Verse 1: (Same for all)

(C5)           (G5)                 (A5)
In the darkest tunnel, it's nice to see a light,
(A5)
Not just a headlight,
(C5)                (G5)              (F5)        (A5)(G5)
Like the one that's heading right for me.
(C5)        (G5)                 (A5)
It would be nice if things could turn out right,
(A5)
Turn out right yeah,
(C5)             (G5)         (F5)          (A5)(G5)    
Don't think I'll ever see the day.

:Interlude 1:

(F)        (G)                   (Am)
I must have done something wrong,
        (Bb)
Or maybe pissed off God.

:Verse 2:
I think of Chinese food when I think of life,
That's sweet and sour,
My life is sweet as saccharine.
You know 3 week old milk and grapes are not,
Not the same, No,
I am the one Johnny Carcinogen.

:Interlude 2:
I must have fucked with some witch,
In turn she cursed me, cursed my life.

:Chorus:

(C5)   (G5)              (A5)
At the end of the longest line,
             (E5)         (F5)
That's where I will always be,
       (C5)             (D5)      
If you need to find me, just go to,
(C5)
The end of the longest line.

:Solo: (Same as Chorus)

But officer that was a yellow light,
The light was red, son,
Insubordination, reckless driving,
I must be wrong, this can't be right,
I don't belong, this world is much too dangerous,
For someone lacking luck, like me.

At the end of the longest line,
That's where I will always be,
If you need to find me, just go to
The end of the longest line.

At the end of the longest line,
That's where I will always be,
At the end of the longest, line.

The Longest Line

The Longest EP

Dm           F     Bb             F
Why must we stay where we don't belong
Dm           F     Bb             F
Why must we stay where we don't belong

 Dm                                    Bb
Because there's never gonna be enough space
            F                C 
So eat the meek, savor the taste
Dm                         Bb
It's always gonna be a delicacy
              F                 C
So Lick your chops and eat the meek

Dm           F     Bb             F
Why must we stay where we don't belong
Dm           F                    Bb        F
Why must we stay where we don't belong, don't belong

Dm                          Bb
The factory mass producing fear, bottled,
                     C
Capped, distributed near and far
                        F
Sold for a reasonable price
                                    Dm
And the people, they love it, they feed it
                                F
Brush with it, bathe with it, breathe it
                          C      A
Inject it direct to the blood
                          Dm
It seems to be replacing love

Dm           F     Bb             F
Why must we stay where we don't belong
Dm           F                    Bb          F
Why must we stay where we don't belong, don't belong

Dm                                     Bb
Because there's always gonna be token truth
           F              C
Forgotten code discarded youth
Dm                                Bb
You know there's always gonna be pedigree
             F               C
One own the air one pay to breathe

Dm            F    Bb              F             
Why must we stay where we don't belong
Dm            F    Gm7             D
Why must we stay where we don't belong

Dm            F                  Bb                 
Why must we stay where we don't belong, we don't belong

Eat The Meek

NOFX - All Outta Angst

INTRO:

C  G  Am  F  C  G  Am  F


VERSE 1:

          C                    Em
I'm not insane, I'm not bummed out
                Am                                         F     G
I got no one to blame, nothing to change, I got no evil to fight
                C                   Em
One thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst
  Am          G                     F                    G
Society don't bother me and there's something wrong with that
              C   G   Am                F
So I'm off to Pakistan, learn the laws of Islam
C    G             Am              F
Fundamentalism, forget that rock-n-roll
   C             G
No cigarette, no drink
             Am           F                    C        G
In fact it's difficult to think about getting laid when
          Am                  F         G      C
You don't even get to see her face, I'm not insane


BRIDGE:

C  G  Am  F  C  G  Am  F


VERSE 2:

          C                      Em
I'm not insane, I'm not liquored up
                 Am                                         F     G
I got nothing to do, nothing to lose I got no place to call home
                C                   Em
One thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst
  Am          G                     F                    G
Society don't bother me and there's something wrong with that
             C   G  Am               F                      
Next stop Mongolia, don't get to golf or fuck or 
C         G         Am            F
bowl with ya, throw out that handicap
   C                 G
No stepping out till spring
             Am           F                     C     G
In fact it's difficult to sing when it's twenty below 
    Am                F        G      C   G Am F
And that's during the day, I'm not insane
          C    G Am F 
I'm not insane   
    G     C
I'm not insane

All Outta Angst

So Long & Thanks For All The Shoes

G                          C	   G
When they tightly strap me in, give me lethal injection,
       Am	      F	         C		  D
Just a few moments to live, no remorse for what I did,
            G			       C	   G
Was for the benefit of man, I gave the utmost sacrifice,
            D 		    C		    G
Before more damage could be done I took his life.

            Em                                C                  G
There was a split second of silence when the dart punctured the skin,
      	                                  D                G
Beady eyes rolled back in head, the body dropped from the poison,
            Em                         C            G
They could incapacitate me, but could not erase my sneer,
                                                  D              G
I heard a thousand people screaming, while three billion others cheered,
        Em       C            D
He was gone, and I would soon be...


   G			     C			G
Executed by the state, all appeals would be in vain,
          Am		F	     C		     D
I was not criminally insane, in fact I was found to be,
	     G		  	           C	    G
An otherwise caring and respectable member of society,
        D	          C		 G
A minor threat except for that one man I killed.

        Em                             C                  G
As the se-datives take effect, I just smile and close my eyes,
                                                 D         G
There?s a priest kneeling next to me, he asks me if I realize,
        Em                            C                     G
I  was going straight to hell, and he thought that I should know,
                                                 D            G
That the man I killed?s replacement planned this whole scenario,
           Em      C         D        G
And what I did had no significance at all.

The Man I Killed

Wolves in Wolves' Clothing

#Instead of power chords(like G5,A5) you can use just the same major chords

#intro
Em Em*    D     F#m    G

       Em                            G
You're wrong about virtues of Christianity
           D                            Bm
And you're wrong if you agree with Sean Hannity
       G5                             A5             Bm     B7
If you think that pride is about nationality, you're wrong

       Em                             G
You're wrong when you imprison people turning tricks
           D                         Bm
And you're wrong about trickle down economics
       G5                                    A5               Bm     D
If you think that punk rock doesn't mix with politics, you're wrong

       G                       D
You're wrong for hating queers    and eating steers
A                                 Bm
If you kill for the thrill of the hunt
       G                       D
You're wrong 'bout wearing fur    and not hating
        A                          Bm
Ann Coulter   Cause she's a cunted cunt


       Em                       G
You're wrong if you celebrate Columbus Day
           D                                Bm
And You're wrong if you think there'll be a Judgement Day
   G5                             A5          Bm     B7
If you're a charter member of the NRA, you're wrong

       Em                           G
You're wrong if you support capital punishment
           D                                Bm
And you're wrong if you don't question your government
       G5                                  A5                 Bm     D
If you think her reproductive rights are inconsequent, you're wrong

       G                     D
You're wrong fighting Jihad,     your blind faith in God
A                          Bm
    Your religions are all flawed,
       G                     D
You're wrong about drug use,     when its not abuse
A                         F#5
    I hope you never reproduce

       G5                             D5
You're getting high on the downlow  A victim of Cointelpro
       A5                            G5
You're wrong and will probably never know

You're Wrong

They've Actually Gotten Worse Live

Intro:  
G-- x2 
G--D--G--C-D-C-G- 
G--D--Em--C-D-C-G 
G--D--G--C-D-C-G- x2 

then: G--D--G--C-D-C-G- x2 


verse 1: 
G 
They don't hate us  
          D 
they just hate their lives 
    Am 
And desperate people  
C 
learn to despise 
    G 
The suicidal's  
      G7 
don't want to coup 
           Am 
They don't want to blow  
        C 
up they just  
    (hold)       G D Am C G 
want      their 72 


Chorus 1: 
G 
72 virgins can  
D 
never stop a war 
      Am  
But a hundred  
thousand hookers  
    C 
can beat the Marine Corps 
    G 
In stopping hatred 
    G7 
fighting will cease 
     Am 
When everyone is 
getting blow jobs 
C 
  That's when we'll  
C(hold)            G    D Am C G 
finally have world peace 


verse 2: 
    G 
How many million men have  
     D 
been killed in foreign wars? 
   Am 
We need to reinstate the  
        C 
draft enlist a million whores 
      G 
Start with the sororities  
         G7 
and then all the spring breaks 
Am 
Ship the girls gone  
          C 
wild to Afghanistan 
        C(Hold)
They'll gladly 
blow the- 

 G            Am 
-sheiks These holy wars aren't 
              Bm  C 
holy it's not the military complex 
G                          Em 
Terrorists are 16 year old kids 
                        C(hold) Cm(hold) 
who were promised Jihad sex 


Bridge: Silence 
G 
Maybe if they could  
G7 
see a woman's face 
     Am 
They might not get  

onto that plane 
Cm 
  With a bomb in  
          G-- 
their suitcase 

G 
72 virgins can  
D 
never stop a war 
      Am  
But a hundred  
thousand hookers  
    C 
can beat the Marine Corps 
    G 
In stopping violence 
    G7 
fighting will cease 
     Am 
When everyone is 
getting blow jobs 
C 
  That's when we'll  
C(hold)            G    D Am C Cm G G(hold)
finally have world peace

72 Hookers

Self Entitled

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

It takes a while to get used to the rhythm. In the verse the
time signature goes 3/4 for 2 bars then 2/4 for 1 bar and then
repeats.


Intro and Verses:

A|-2---3---2-|-5-------5-|------|-10------10|-9-------9-|------
E|-----------|-----------|------|-----------|-----------|----3-
C|-0---------|-2---2-----|------|-----7-----|-----------|-2----
G|-0---------|-0---------|-0----|-9---------|-7---------|------
   |   |   |   |   |   |   |  |   |   |   |   |   |   |   |  |

Intro Riff:

A|-10--12--10-|-9---10---9-|-2---3---2-|-5-------5-|-------|
E|------------|------------|-----------|-----------|-------|
C|------------|------------|-0---------|-2---2-----|-------|
G|-9----------|-7----------|-0---------|-0---------|-0-----|



Chorus:

                   C
I...              driving...
     G  
The speed...            

Em
      City...

        D
And...  arm...
    
    C  Em        D
And I      had a feeling...

    C  Em        D
And I      had a feeling...

C           D
be...       be... 

Suggestion: during the verses, it can sound pretty cool if you
get a friend to strum the chords: C, G, Em, D in the background
:)

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