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Guns Of Brixton Tablature
(Paul Simonon)
F#m Bm F#m Bm G Bm G Bm
F#m Bm
When they kick at your front door
F#m Bm
How you gonna come?
G Bm
With your hands on your head
G Bm
Or on the trigger of your gun
When the law break in
How you gonna go?
Shot down on the pavement
Or waiting on death row
CHORUS
F#m
You can crush us
Bm
You can bruise us
F#m Bm
But you'll have to answer to
G Bm G Bm
Oh-the guns of Brixton
The money feels good
And your life you like it well
But surely your time will come
As in heaven, as in hell
You see, he feels like Ivan
Born under the Brixton sun
His game is called survival
At the end of the harder they come
You know it means no mercy
They caught him with a gun
No need for the Black Maria
Goodbye to the Brixton sun
You can crush us
You can bruise us
Yes, even shoot us
But oh-the guns of Brixton
Guns on the Roof Tablature
(The Clash) E D A E I swear by Almighty God E D A E To tell the whole truth E D A E And nothing but E D A E ............the truth E D C# B Guns guns E D A/C# E/B They torture all the women and children E D A/C# E/B Then they've put the men to the gun E D A/C# E/B 'Cos across the human frontier E D A/C# E/B Freedom's always on the run E D C# B Guns guns a-shaking in terror E D C# B Guns guns killing in error E D C# B Guns guns guilty hands E D C# B Guns guns shatter the lands A system built by the sweat of the many Creates assassins to kill off the few Take any place and call it a court house This is a place where no judge can stand Sue the lawyers and burn all the papers Unlock the key of of the legal papers A jury of a billion faces Shouted out condemned out of hand Guns guns, and nobody's kidding Guns guns, or foolin' around Guns guns, the violence is singing Guns guns, a silence the sound E D C# B (X2) E D C# B 'N I like to be in Aferica E D C# B A-beatin' on the final drum E D C# B 'N I like to be in U.S.S.R. E D C# B Makin' sure these things will come E D D/C# E/B 'N I like to be in U.S.A. E D D/C# E/B Pretending that the wars are done E D D/C# E/B 'N I like to be in Europa E D D/C# E/B Saying goodbye to everyone E D A/C# E/B (X2) E D A/C# E/B Guns guns there's guns on the roof E D A/C# E/B Guns guns they're made to shoot
Hateful Tablature
C
Well, I got a friend who's a man (who's a man?)
D
What man? The man who keeps me from the lonely the only
C
He gives me what I need (What you need?)
G
What ya got? I need it all so badly
Chorus
C C/B Am
Oh, anything I want
C C/B Am
He gives it to me
C C/B Am C C/B
Anything I want he gives it
Am C
But, not for free, it's hateful
E7sus4/B
and it's paid for
Am G A Bb B
And I'm so grateful to be nowhere
This year I've lost some friends (some friends?)
What friends? I dunno I ain't even noticed
You see, I gotta go out again
My friend, i gotta see the main man
Chorus
I killed all my nerves
What swerves? I can't drive so steady (and already)
I've lost my memory (What mind?)
Behind, I can't see so clearly.
Chorus: add
C C/B Am C C/B Am C
Anything I want, anything I want
Hitsville U.K. Tablature
Version 1: Xylophone? for guitar: Intro: e------------------------------ B--5-------------5-5----------- G-----7--5--7---------7--5--7-- D------------------------------ A------------------------------ E------------------------------ Verse (and solo): e----------------------------------------- B-5---6---5--------6--5-----------5---- G-----------7-5----------7--5---------7 D---------------------------------------- A---------------------------------------- E----------------------------------------
e--------------------------------------------
B--------5---6---5--------6--5-----------5------
G------------------7-5----------7--5---------7--
D---------------------------------------------
A---------------------------------------------
E--------------------------------------------- x2
Bridge:
F G C F
e--------------------------------------------
B-6---6--6----6--8---8--8----5--6--5---8--6--
G--------------------------------------------
D--------------------------------------------
A--------------------------------------------
E-------------------------------------------- x2
Chorus:
C
e-----------------------------------------------
B-6----6--6---5----------------6---5------------
G-----------------7---5--5-------------7---5--5-
D-----------------------------------------------
A-----------------------------------------------
E-----------------------------------------------
Verse 1:
C
They cried the tears, they shed their fears,
C G
up and down the land.
C
They stole guitars, and used guitars,
C G
so the tape would understand.
Bridge:
F G
without even, the slightest hope,
C F
of a thousand sales
F G
Just as if, as if they were,
C F
hitsville in U.K.
Chorus:
F C
I know the boy was all alone,
C
'till the hitsville hit U.K.
Verse 2:
They say true talent,
will always emerge in time,
when lightning hits, small wonder,
its sparks for factory time
Bridge:
No expense accounts, no lunch discounts,
or hypeing up the charts
the band went in, and knocked 'em dead,
in two minutes fifty-nine
Chorus
Solo (verse w/out lyrics)
Bridge:
No slimy deals, no smarmy eels,
in hitsville U.K.
we'll shake them and say, we'll operate,
in hitsville U.K.
Chorus:
I know the boy felt all alone,
'till the hitsville hit U.K.
Verse 3:
The mutants, creeps and muscled men,
are shaking like the leaves,
it blows a hole in the radio
when it hasn't sounded good all week
Bridge:
A mighty boom, in your living room,
in hitsville U.K.
no consumer trials, no A.O.R's
in hitsville U.K.
Chorus
I know the boy felt all alone,
'till the hitsville hit U.K.
now the boys and girls are not alone,
now that hitsville hit U.K.
Version 2:
(The Clash)
C F/C C
They cried the tears, they shed the fears,
F/C C Dm/C C C/G G
Up and down the land,
C F/C C
They stole guitars or used guitars
F/C C Dm/C C Am
- So the tape would understand,
F G C F
Without even the slightest hope of a 1000 sales
G C F
Just as if, as if there was, a hitsville in U.K.,
C
I know the boy was all alone, til the hitsville hit U.K.
They say true talent will allways emerge in time,
When lightening hits small wonder -
Its fast rough factory trade,
No expense accounts, or lunch discounts
Or hypeing up the charts,
The band went in, 'n knocked 'em dead, in 2 min. 59
- No slimy deals, with smarmy eels - in hitsville U.K.
Lets shake'n say, we'll operate - in hitsville U.K.
The mutants, creeps and musclemen,
Are shaking like a leaf,
It blows a hole in the radio,
When it hasnt sounded good all week,
A mike'n boom, in your living room - in hitsville U.K.
No consumer trials, or A.O.R., in hitsville U.K.,
(Three times)
F C
Now the boys and girls are not alone,
F G C
Now the hitsville's hit U.K.
(Fourth time)
F C
Now the boys and girls are not alone,
F C/E Dm C/D C
Now the hitsville's hit U. K.
I Fought The Law Tablature
Intro:
Chords: D D G A
Tab: ----------------------------------------------------------
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-(12)/14-14-14-(12)/14-14-14--(12)/14-14-14--(12)/14-14-14
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Chords: D D A G F#m D
Tab: ----------------------------------------------------------
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-(12)/14-14-14-(12)/14-14-14--14--12--11------------------
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triplets
That repeats twice, then:
D D G D
Breakin' rocks in the hot sun
D D G D
I fought the law and the law won (twice)
D D G D
I needed money 'cause I had none
D D G D
I fought the law and the law won (twice)
G
I left my baby and it feels so bad
D
Guess my race is run
G
She's the best girl that I ever had
D G D
I fought the law and the law won
D A G F#m D
I fought the law and the
Solo:
--------------------------------14-
------------------------12--15-----
----------11--11/12--14------------
----12/14--------------------------
-14--------------------------------
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This repeats four times, then back to the intro riff. If this
doesn't sound right let me know. Also, there is a second guitar
that sounds like its running a counter melody, so if anyone can
figure that out, please post.
I'm Not Down Tablature
The song starts with an introduction which
is the chords for the chorus.
The chords to the verse is simple enough (key of A),
the chords to the end of the chorus are complicated
by the fact that two guitars are being played.
My advice would be to play the 6 notes behind
the slash and then the E chords
Chorus Chords
A, C#m, F#m, B, A, C#m, F#m, B,
B/A, B/G#, B/F#, D, D/C#, E, E
Intro (Play Chorus)
Verse I
(E) A F#m E
If it's true a rich man leads a sad life,
C#m D
that's what the say from day to day
A F#m E
then what do all the poor do with their lives
C#m D
on Judgement Day with nothin' to say?
Chorus
A C#m
I've been beat up I've been thrown out
F#m B
but I'm not down oh, I'm not down
A C#m
I've been shown up but I've grown up and
F#m B
I'm not down oh I'm not down
B/A B/G# B/F# D D/C# E
Verse II
On My own I faced a gang of jeering
In strange streets oh
When my nerves were pumping and I fought my fear in
I did not run, I was not done
Chorus
Bridge
E A C#m
Yes I lived that kind of day
Em7 D
when none of your sorrows will go away
go down and down and hit the floor,
D/C#
down and down and down somemore
B
Depression
A C#m Em7
But I know, there'll be someway when I can swing everything
D
back my way Like skyscrapers rising up
D/C# B E
floor by floor, not giving up
Verse III
So you walk around and
think that you're the toughest
In the world, the whole wide world
But You're streets away from where it gets the roughest
You ain't been there.
Chorus
I'm So Bored With the U.S.A. Tablature
(Strummer/Jones)
(X4)
E---------------------------------------------------------
B---------------------------------------------------------
G---------------------------------------------------------
D------------------------------------9---9----------------
A-----------------7---7-----------------------------------
E-------0---0---------------0---0-------------------------
E---------------------------------------------------------
B-------9---9-----7---9---7----9---7----9----9---9---9----
G-------9---9-----7---9---7----9---7----9----9---9---9----
D-------9---9-----7---9---7----9---7----9----9---9---9----
A-------7---7-----7---7---7----7---7----7----7---7---7----
E-------7---7--------------------7---7----7---------------
E------12-----10-----12-----10---/--12--------------
B------12-----10-----12-----10---/--12--------------
G------13-----11-----13-----11---/--13--------------
D------14-----12-----14-----12---/--14--------------
A---------------------------------------------------
E---------------------------------------------------
E------------5---5--------5----------5---------------
B------------5------5---5---5----------5-------------
G------------6--------6--------6^7------7^6----------
D------------7-----------------------------------7---
A----------------------------------------------------
E----------------------------------------------------
Chorus C5-----B5-----A5-----G5-----A5
Verse E---A---E---A...
Section transcribed by:
Raymond P. Sferra (72724.514@CompuServe.COM)
E
Yankee soldier
He wanna shoot some skag
A
He meet it in Cambodia
E
But now he can't afford a bag
E
Yankee dollar talk
To the dictators of the world
A
In fact it's giving orders
E
An' they can't afford to miss a word
C A
I'm so bored with the U...S...A...
E
But what can I do?
Yankee detectives
Are always on the TV
'Cos killers in America
Work seven days a week
Never mind the stars and stripes
Let's print the Watergate Tapes
I'll salute the New Wave
And I hope nobody escapes
I'm so bored with the U...S...A...
But what can I do?
Move up Starsky
For the C.I.A.
Suck on Kojak
For the USA
Ivan Meets G.I. Joe Tablature
(The Clash)
Am11
So you're on the floor, at 54
F
Think you can last - at the Palace
Am11
Does your body go to the to and fro?
F
But tonight's the night - or didn't you know
D F Em
That Ivan meets G.I. Joe
He tried his tricks- that Ruskie bear
The United Nations said it's all fair
He did the radiation - the chemical plague
But he could not win - with a cossack spin
The Vostok Bomb - the Stalin strike
He tried every move - he tried to hitch hike
He drilled a hole - like a Russian star
He made every move in his repertoire
When Ivan meet G.I. Joe
Now it was G.I. Joe's turn to blow
He turned it on - cool and slow
He tried a payphone call to the Pentagon
A radar scan - a leviathan
He wiped the Earth - clean as a plate
What does it take to make a Ruskie break?
But the crowd are bored and off they go
Over the road to watch China blow!
When Ivan meets G.I. Joe
Jail Guitar Doors Tablature
E B
Let me tell you 'bout Wayne and his deals of cocaine
A
A little more every day
E G#m
Holding for a friend till the band do well
B E
Then the D.E.A. locked him away
E A E
Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors
E A E
Bang bang, go the boots on the floor
E A E
Cry cry, for your lonely mother's son
E A7
Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors
An' I'll tell you 'bout Pete, didn't want no fame
Gave all his money away
"Well there's something wrong, it'll be good for you, son"
And so they certified him insane
And then there's Keith, waiting for trial
Twenty-five thousand bail
If he goes down you won't hear his sound
But his friends carry on anyway
Fuck 'em!
A E B (PLUS C A E ON LAST TIME)
Jail guitar doors
54/46 was my number
Jail guitar doors
Right now someone else has that number
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