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Intro: E5

     A5
   Diamonds and fast cars

   Money to burn

   I got my head in the clouds

   I got these thoughts to churn

   Got my feet in the sand

   I got a house on the hill

   I got a headache like a mother

   Twice the price of my thrills


               E5
   And it's a cold day it's a continental drift

   I said this traffic is hell

   Can you give me a lift

   And I'll try to paint a story

   Got your pictures to tell

   Yeah, you got to make a living

   With what you bring yourself to sell


        A5
   I got some genuine

   Imitation

   Bad apples

   Free sample

   For your peace of mind

   Only $9,95


             E5
   I got my camera back from customs

   Got my law fees up to date

   Hell they must seen me comin'

   Ain't this life so fuckin' great
             D5
   When the shit hit the fan
       A5
   It was all I could stand
       E5
   Yeah, well I'm a frequent flyer
       D5
   My body's breathing while it can
        A5                            E5
   But what I don't understand is that

   My world ain't getting no brighter
          D5
   If i could touch the sky
           A5
   Well I would float on by
        E5
   While everybody's talkin'

   Hell I'm just another guy
          D5
   If it were up to me
            A5
   I'd say just leave me be
            B5
   Why let one bad apple
                             A5
   Spoil the whole damn bunch
       A5
   Gold and caviar

   Now whyn't you pour my apathy

   I'd have all my bases covered

   If I could teach my hands to see
                  E5
   But now we're down in the deep end

   Where they'd love to watch you drown

   I said your laundry could use washing

   Will hang it up all over town

   I said Hollywood's like a dryer

   And we're down on Sunset Strip

   And you'll be suckin' down the clorox

   'Til your life's all nice and crisp
             D5
   When the shit hit the fan
       A5
   It was all I could stand
       E5
   Yeah, well I'm a frequent flyer
       D5
   My body's breathing while it can
        A5                            E5
   But what I don't understand is that

   My world ain't getting no brighter
          D5
   If i could touch the sky
           A5
   Well I would float on by
        E5
   While everybody's talkin'

   Hell I'm just another guy
          D5
   If it were up to me
            A5
   I'd say just leave me be
            B5
   Why let one bad apple
                             E5 G5 E5 G5 E5 G5 A5 B5  
   Spoil the whole damn bunch
             D5
   When the shit hit the fan
       A5
   It was all I could stand
       E5
   Yeah, well I'm a frequent flyer
       D5
   My body's breathing while it can
        A5                            E5
   But what I don't understand is that

   My world ain't getting no brighter
          D5
   If i could touch the sky
           A5
   Well I would float on by
        E5
   While everybody's talkin'

   Hell I'm just another guy
          D5
   If it were up to me
            A5
   I'd say just leave me be
            B5
   Why let one bad apple
                             A5
   Spoil the whole damn bunch
     E5    E5
   Boy!!!
 

Enviado por: Catia Medeiros

Outras Transcrições

Violão e Guitarra
Teclado
Cavaquinho
Baixo
Bateria
Tablatura
Tradução

Músicas Em Destaque
Murga de la Limousine
Mercy Mercy Mercy
Disease
Im A Lamb
A Minute Without You
Let's Take The Long Way Home
Middlename
A Long December
Matenme Porque Me Muero
Climbing Up The Walls
Disneylandia
Spaceman
Its My Life
Since The Last Goodbye
Highway star /new chords
A ToRRe
Eva
Save Tonight
Tooku Made
Adriana na Piscina

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