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London Calling Tablature
Version 1
I play this one differently from the posting at
the archive. Corrections welcome. Turn the treble way up for best
Mick Jones (or maybe Mr. Strummer) sound. No solo except for
heavy feedback on a high B note (listen to the record).
Chords:
Em Am7 G D
7-----8----7----5-----------------------------------------------
8-----8----8----7-----------------------------------------------
9-----9----7----7-----------------------------------------------
9-----7----9----7-----------------------------------------------
7---------------5---------------------------------------------
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Intro:
Em Am7 G Am7
Em Am7
London calling to the faraway towns
Em G
Now that war is declared and battle come down
Em Am7
London calling to the underworld
Em G
Come out of the cupboard, all you boys and girls
Em Am7
London calling, now don't look to us
Em G
Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust
Em Am7
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
Em G
Except for the ring of that truncheon thing
Em G
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Em G
Meltdown expected the wheat is growing thin
Em G
Engines stop running but I have no fear
Em Em7 D
Cuz London is drowning and I live by the river
Em Am7
London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it brother, you can got it alone
London calling to the zombies of death
Quit holding out and draw another breath
London calling and I don't wanna shout
But while we were talking I saw you noddin' out
London calling, see we ain't got no highs
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Engines stop running the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error but I have no fear
Cuz London is drowning and I live by the river
Now get this
London calling, yes I was there too
An' you know what they said - well some of it was true!
London calling at the top of the dial
An' after all this, won't you give me a smile?
Em
I never felt so much a' like...
Version 2
Intro: Em Em Em Em C C C C Em Em Em Em C C C C Em Em Em Em C C C C (Bass enters) Em Em Em Em C C C C Verse: "London Calling,... (damn, I wish I knew the words...) Em Em Em Em C C C C G G G G G G G G Em Em Em Em C C C C G G G G G G G G Em Em Em Em C C C C G G G G G G G G Em Em Em Em C C C C G G G G G G G G Chorus: "The ice age is... Em Em Em Em G G G G Em Em Em Em G G G G Em Em Em Em G G G G Em Em Em Em D D D D D D D D Then back to the beginning. Basically,
these are all sticcato quarter notes, which means they are quarter notes that are slightly abbreviated
for those who don't know. The chorus has a different rhythm,
and it sounds as if it's in a shuffle rhythm. So there are your chords.
Lost In The Supermarket Tablature
(Strummer/Jones)
(Intro) Emaj7 C#m7 Amaj7 Emaj7 Eadd9
E (Emaj7 in 2nd and 3rd choruses)
I'M ALL LOST IN THE SUPERMARKET
C#m7
I CAN NO LONGER SHOP HAPPILY
Amaj7
I CAME IN HERE FOB THE SPECIAL OFFER
E Eadd9
A GUARANTEED PERSONALITY
E B C#m
I WASN'T BORN SO MUCH AS I FELL OUT
Amaj7 B E
NOBODY SEEMED TO NOTICE ME
C#m B Amaj7
WE HAD A HEDGE BACK HOME IN THE SUBURB
B E
OVER WHICH I NEVER COULD SEE
E B C#m
I HEARD THE PEOPLE WHO LIVE ON THE CEILING
Amaj7 B E
SCREAM AND FIGHT MOST SCARILY
C#m B Amaj7
HEARING THAT NOISE WAS MY FIRST EVER FEELING
B E
THAT’S HOW IT’S BEEN ALL AROUND ME
I'M ALL TUNED IN, I SEE ALL THE PROGRAMMES
I SAVE COUPONS FROM PACKETS OF TEA
I'VE GOT MY GIANT HIT DISCOTHEQUE ALBUM
I EMPTY A BOTTLE I FEEL A BIT FREE
THE KIDS IN THE HALLS AND THE PIPES IN THE WALLS
MAKE ME NOISES FOR COMPANY
LONG DISTANCE CALLERS MAKE LONG DISTANCE CALLS
AND THE SILENCE MAKES ME LONELY
E C#7
IT’S NOT HERE
Amaj7 E Eadd9
IT DISAPPEAR
I’M ALL LOST
Lovers Rock Tablature
G Am
Yeh, you must treat your lover girl right
D C
If you wanna make lover's rock
G Am D C
You must know a place you can kiss to make lovers rock
G Am
'Cause everybody knows it's a crying shame
D C
But nobody knows the poor baby's name
G Am D C
When she forgot that thing that she had to swallow
You Western man, you're free with your seed
When you make lovers rock
But woops! there goes the strength that you need
To make real cool lovers rock
'Cause a genuine lover takes off his clothes
ANd he can make a lover in a thousand go's
An' she don't need that thing that she had to swallow
The Magnificent Seven Tablature
(The Clash) Am Dm7 THE MAGNIFICENT SEVEN Am RlNG! RING! IT’S 7:00 AM Dm7 MOVE Y’SELF TO GO AGAIN Am COLD WATER IN THE FACE Dm7 BRINGS YOU BACK TO THIS AWFUL PLACE Am KNUCKLE MERCHANTS AND YOU BANKERS, TOO Dm7 MUST KEEP UP AN’ LEARN THOSE RULES Am WEATHER MAN AND THE CRAZY CHIEF Dm7 ONE SAYS SUN AND ONE SAYS SLEET Am AM, THE FM, THE PM TOO Dm7 CHURNING OUT THAT BOOGALOO Am GETS YOU UP AND GETS YOU OUT Dm7 BUT HOW LONG CAN YOU KEEP IT UP? Am GIMME HONDA, GIMME SONY Dm7 SO CHEAP AND REAL PHONY Am HONG KONG DOLLARS AND INDIAN CENTS Dm7 ENGLISH POUNDS AND ESKIMO PENCE Am YOU LOT! WHAT? Dm7 DON’T STOP! GIVE IT ALL YOU GOT! Am YOU LOT! WHAT? Dm7 DON'T STOP! YEAH! WORKING FOR A RISE, BETTER MY STATION TAKE MY BABY TO SOPHISTICATION SHE'S SEEN THE ADS, SHE THINKS IT’S NICE BETTER WORK HARD – I SEEN THE PRICE NEVER MIND THAT IT'S TIME FOR THE BUS WE GOT TO WORK – AN’ YOU’RE ONE OF US CLOCKS GO SLOW IN A PLACE OF WORK MINUTES DRAG AND THE HOURS JERK “WHEN CAN I TELL ’EM WOT I DO? IN A SECOND, MAAAN...ORIGHT CHUCK!” WAVE BUB-BUB-BUB-BYE TO THE BOSS IT’S OUR PROFIT, IT'S HIS LOSS BUT ANYWAY LUNCH BELLS RING TAKE ONE HOUR AND DO YOUR THANNG! CHEEESBOIGER! WHAT DO WE HAVE FOR ENTERTAINMENT? COPS KICKIN' GYPSIES ON THE PAVEMENT NOW THE NEWS-SNAP TO ATTENTION! THE LUNAR LANDING OF THE DENTIST CONVENTION ITALIAN MOBSTER SHOOTS A LOBSTER SEAFOOD RESTAURANT GETS OUT OF HAND A CAR IN THE FRIDGE OR A FRIDGE IN THE CAB? LIKE COWBOYS DO IN TV LAND YOU LOT! WHAT? DON'T STOP. HUH? SO GET BACK TO WORK AN’ SWEAT SOME MORE THE SUN WILL SINK AN’ WE’LL GET OUT THE DOOR IT’S NO GOOD FOR MAN TO WORK IN CAGES HITS THE TOWN, HE DRINKS HIS WAGES YOU’RE FRETTIN’, YOU’RE SWEATIN’ BUT DID YOU NOTICE YOU AIN’T GETTIN'? DON'T YOU EVER STOP LONG ENOUGH TO START? TO TAKE YOUR CAR OUTTA THAT GEAR DON'T YOU EVER STOP LONG ENOUGH TO START? TO GET YOUR CAR OUTTA THAT GEAR KARLO MARX AND FRIEDRICH ENGELS CAME TO THE CHECKOUT AT THE 7-11 MARX WAS SKINT BUT HE HAD SENSE ENGELS LENT HIM THE NECESSARY PENCE WHAT HAVE WE GOT? YEH-O, MAGNIFICENCE! LUTHER KING AND MAHATMA GANDHI WENT TO THE PARK TO CHECK ON THE GAME BUT THEY WAS MURDERED BY THE OTHER TEAM WHO WENT ON TO WIN 5O-NIL YOU CAN BE TRUE, YOU CAN BE FALSE YOU BE GIVEN THE SAME REWARD SOCRATES AND MILHOUS NIXON BOTH WENT THE SAME WAY – THROUGH THE KITCHEN PLATO THE GREEK OR RIN TIN TIN WHO'S MORE FAMOUS TO THE BILLION MILLIONS? NEWS FLASH: VACUUM CLEANER SUCKS UP BUDGIE OOOOHH...BUB-BYE MAGNIFICENCE!! FUCKING LONG, INNIT?
Midnight Log Tablature
G
Working for the devil
Em
You'll have to pay his tax
That means going to see him
Down among the racks'
You don't believe in him
But he can wait for you
A G
You do his work so fine
Em
He'll remember you
B D E(high)
He'll remember you
G(high) E(high) 2x
Worried for my friend
As he shows me round the flat
Where I don't wanna find him
His lips an' eyelids black
He don't believe my speech
That lines can and should be drawn
Lke if he had a shotgun
The barrels would be sawn
The barrels would be sawn
Swallowed by the river
Swollen by the rains
That leakin' ol' computer
Of fingerprints and names
Swimming in the river
That floods the neighborhood
I would call to you
But it would do no good
But it would do no good
Voting for the law
That's the general occupation
First comes the public safety
Second comes the nation
You won't believe me now
But there's been some illumination
The wisest cops have realized
They fucked the operation
Cooking up the books
A respected occupation
The anchor and foundation of multi-corporations
They don't believe in crime
They don't know that it exists
But to understand
What's right and wrong
The lawyers work in shifts
The lawyers work in shifts
(little solo bit here.)
(Just jam around 12th fret on B and E strings)
'N speaking of the devil
He ain't been seen for years
'Cept every 20 mins
He zooms between me ears
I don't believe in books
But I read all the time
For ciphers to the riddles
An' reasons to the rhymes
(Let E ring and some feedback)
One Emotion Tablature
(Strummer/Jones) Intro Verse G x D x C x B x C D B x A G One emotion It's all over the place You let it get out It cuts in your face One emotion Back of a shop Everybody wants what the next guy's got Pre Chorus G x x x F x x x One emotion Fx x x Em x x x One emotion Chorus (:52) C G All you ever know C G Is your narrow life C D G One emotion One emotion Don't think I don't trust People trample people on the daily bus One emotion Fighting through the night And if you can keep your buttons down When it gets right One emotion One emotion All you ever know Is your narrow life One emotion Bridge (1:38) G x A Bb B C x D Eb E B A G x x G A Bb B One emotion Smokin' through the town Banging on the doors And (???) One emotion Boy meets girl Smashing (???) It's that kind of world One emotion One emotion All you ever know Is your narrow life One emotion One emotion Moving out loud Better get your weapon ready Walking through the crowd One emotion Back of a shop Everybody wants what the next guy's got One emotion One emotion All you ever know Is your narrow life One emotion One emotion Emotion
One More Time Tablature
(The Clash)
Em D Em D/F#
Must I get a witness? for all this misery
Em D Em D/F#
There's no need to, brothers everybody can see
Em D
That its one more time in the ghetto you know
Em D/F#
One more time if you please now
Em D
One more time to the dying man
Em D/F#
They say one more time if you please
The old lady kicks karate
For just a little walk down the street
The little baby he knows kung fu
He tries it on those he meets
Cos its a one more time!
You don't need no silicone to calculate poverty
Watch when Watts town burns again
The bus goes to Montgomery
Cos it's a one more time in the ghetto
One more time if you please
One more time for the dying man
One more time to be free
Police And Thieves Tablature
(Junior Murvin/Lee Perry)
Guitar Solo
G Am
Police and thieves in the streets
Oh yeah!
G Am
Scaring the nation with their guns and ammunition
G Am
Police and thieves in the street
Oh yeah!
G Am
Fighting the nation with their guns and ammunition
G Am
From Genesis to Revelation
G Am
The next generation will be hear me
G Am
From Genesis to Revelation
G Am
The next generation will be hear me
B A B
And all the crowd come in day by day
A
No one stop it in anyway
B A
And all the peacemaker turn war officer
C D
Hear what I say
Guitar Solo
E--7---7----5---3---0---3----5----0-----------
B--------------------------------------5------
G---------------------------------------------
D---------------------------------------------
A---------------------------------------------
E---------------------------------------------
E--7---7---5----3---0-------------------------
B----------------------3--5-----3-5-3-5-3-5--3
G---------------------------------------------
D---------------------------------------------
A---------------------------------------------
E---------------------------------------------
E--7--7----5----3-----8--8---7----5--3--------
B---------------------------------------------
G---------------------------------------------
D---------------------------------------------
A---------------------------------------------
E---------------------------------------------
E--H--5---7-----7----5------------------------
B--------------------------8--10--12---15--12-
G---------------------------------------------
D---------------------------------------------
A---------------------------------------------
E---------------------------------------------
Vocal ad lib
Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
From Genesis oh yeah
Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
Scaring, fighting the nation
Shooting, shooting their guns and ammunition
G Am
Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
Police, police, police and thieves oh yeah
Here come, here come, here come
The station is bombed
Get out get out get out you people
If you don't wanna get blown up
Vocal ad lib
Police On My Back Tablature
Intro
E--2---2---2---2---2----------------------
B----3---3---3---3---\---3---3---3---3---3
G--------------------------2---2---2---2-- repeat for the remainder
D----------------------------------------- the intro.
A-----------------------------------------
E-----------------------------------------
D
Well, I'm running
G
Police on my back
D
Can you help me?
G
Police on my back
D
I am hiding
G
Police on my back
D
They were shooting
G
Police on my back
A
I've been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
G
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
A
Running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
G
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
D G
What have I done?
D G
What have I done?
(back to verse with other words)
Pressure Drop Tablature
(Frederick
Toots' Hibbert)
G
D C G
It is you, oh yeah
G
D C G
It is you, oh yeah
G
I said a pressure drop,
D
Oh pressure
C
G
Oh pressure's gonna drop on you
G
I said pressure drop
D
Oh pressure
C
G
Oh pressure's gonna drop on you
G
I said when it drops
D
Oh you gonna feel it
C
G
Oh that you were doin' it wrong, wrong, wrong
G
Now when it drops
D
Oh you gonna feel it
C
G
Oh that you were doin' it wrong and how
I said when it drops
You gonna feel it
That you've been doin' it wrong
Now when it drops, drops
Oh you gonna feel it
That you've been doin' wrong
I said when it drops, drops
Feel it
Oh you better move
Now when it drops, drop
Feel it
That you've been it doin' wrong
I said, pressure drop
Oh pressure, oh yeah
Pressure's gonna drop on you
I said pressure drop
Oh pressure, oh yeah
Pressure's gonna drop on you
Pressure, pressure
Pressure, pressure
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