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Blues Chords by Geordie Greep

  • Key: E
  • BPM: 150
  • Capo: no capo
  • Last modified:

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BLUES CHORDS

[Start]

[Intro]
Am A7 G B7
      


[Verse]
           B7      
You’re all grown up
B7                     
You have your own stove
    B7                          
And your own pair of oven gloves
C#m7                                       
    You have arrangements and assignations
                            B7               
You keep up appearances and have a reputation
                    Dm7                     
You sit in the park and work on your sonnets
               Dm              Dm7  Dm    Dm7
You talk about yourself in the past tense   
D7                     Bm7            
You have opinions that can’t be shaken
Bm7            
And morals firm


[Chorus]
   B7                                             
Do   you know what I mean Do you know what I mean
                 B7                            
Do you know what I mean Do you know what I mean
                 Bm7                           
Do you know what I mean Do you know what I mean
       Bm7                                     
Do you know what I mean Do you know what I mean
B7      Bm7       E7      A7    
Is your favourite turn of phrase
                         A7              
You know what I mean you know what I mean
                                     D7  
You know what I mean you know what I mean
               D7                      
Is your second favourite turn of phrase


[Verse]
E                                         
 You can speak English better than anyone
            B                          E   
And you can cursе like no one evеr has done
             E                                          
And you have a bigger dick than any man who’s ever lived
            B                                
And you can cum more than a hundred stallions
                      Bm7                      
In a room that smells of cigarettes and carrion
C#m7                            E        
    Under sheets freezing cold with damp
           E                                  
You voyage far and wide across plain and ocean
           B                         
Steppe and marsh on celestial bridges
E                                 B      
And knock down doors and climb in windows
              B                                               
And listen in listen listen listen listen listen listen listen
    B            
Can you hear that
          B      
The signs of life
        B    
Not yet awake
                 B                  
The stirring the screwing up of eyes
  B                           
A blanket that forms mountains
    B                            
The valley between knee and cheek
                B               
The steep slide down to the feet
                      B                  
The toe poking out be careful don’t touch
                B                                          
Have discipline my boy just watch stay outside stay outside


[Chorus]
B          
In the cold
    B                          
Can you feel it you can feel it
              B                    
See There’s a universe in this room
E                            B                
You scrounger of toilets and pillager of tombs
    B                                                 
You don’t have to work because working is for schmucks
    B                           
You know God will light your way
                 Bsus4                     
You are ready to admit to murder to assault
   B                            
To robbery to pederasty to fraud
              B                                       
You are ready to take blame for every crime of all men
        B                   
But the jury is out to lunch
B7 A7 B7 A7
       
                        E7                        B7         C#m7
You imagine the roaming camera that captures your melancholy    


[Verse]
A7                                        
You walk the streets that stink of disease
            Am               Bm7        E7
You turn up your collar like James Dean  
             A7                          
You put your right hand under your jacket
    D7                    
And pretend you have a gun
             D7                                 
You put your left hand in your under your jacket
    A7                     
And pretend you’re Napoleon
                                 A7   
You squeeze your spots till they bleed
                   Am Bm7 Am      
You turn your face so no  one sees
A7                    D7        
Do beggars still play accordions
                   A7                            D7        
You should pay one to follow you around and play your theme
C7                       
Soon your nails will sing
Am                 C7   Gm7 
Soon your earrings will ring
E                                       
Soon your organs will grow little mouths
E                       
And speak for themselves


[Chorus]
C7                                   
Soon your body will stage a civil war
                           C7      
Soon your heart will burst out free
    E                            B7          
And soon it will look you in the face and ask
     B7           
What have you done
E                   B7     E
Why have you led it astray 
C                    E      
Soon your brain will migrate
C                            Am E                      B7 
Soon your balls selfcastrate   your feet will scuttle off
           E   B7  
Your hands fly away
Am                                      
Soon your eyes will glue themselves shut
               Am                   
Soon your legs refuse to hold you up
E                               
So embarrassed to bear your name
     E                            
Your body will vanish out of shame


[Verse]
Bm7                         
The first step is acceptance
               Bm7                       
Admit you have no idea what you are doing
               Am7         Dm7        
Admit you have no name and no ambition
               Dm7                   
Admit that you sleepwalk through life
                          Bm7             
Admit that you sleep only sleepless nights
C#m7            Bm7                         
Admit your best dreams involve being carried
                             Dm7 
That spirit that enters your room
                Am7             
Those arms that envelop poor you
Dm7                
That carry you away
                         Am7 Bm7                    
In those arms you escape you dissolve through clouds


[Chorus]
                      Bm7            
London shrinks as you leave it behind
             A7                
London turns to a model village
Dm7                              
And now you are one with yourself
                Dm7  
You are finally proud
                      Dm7          
Admit you’ve tried to cry and can’t
      Gm                 Gm7       
Admit to yourself no one else cares
           Gm7                              
There’s no jury present there’s no reporters
                           B7      
There’s no examination its only you
Bsus4       B7       
Soon you’ll disappear
         B7           
Soon you won’t be here
                                     C7   
Soon you’ll have all the time in the world
               C7         
Soon your lips will unwrap
Gm7                       
Soon your lips will expand
Bsus4                  B7               
You’ll pull them apart up over your head
B7                       
Soon you’ll be inside out
B7                             
Soon your veins will spring off
             Gm7                 
Soon they’ll spread out for miles
B7                                                      
Soon your veins will transport trains all over the world
          B7                      
Soon your veins will be a railroad
Gm                  Gm7           
Soon your mind will extract itself
                                           Bsus4    
And very soon you’ll disappear soon you’ll disappear
                    B     B7
You’ll be fine just relax  
            B7       
Soon you’ll disappear
           B7       
That’s the only fact


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