
Smeel Like Teen Spirit
Written By drago rusia on 24 Maret 2012 | 04.50

Bad Of Roses
Written By drago rusia on 20 Maret 2012 | 02.31
| Bb | F | |
| Sitting here wasted and wounded with this old | piano. |
| Bb | F | |
| Trying | hard to capture the moment, this morning I | don't know. |
| Am | Bb | F | |
| 'Cause a | bottle of vodka still | lies in my head and some | blonde |
| Bb | |
| Gave me nightmares, I think that she's still in my | bed. |
| Bb | C | F | |
| As I | think about movies they | won't make of me when I'm | dead. |
| Bb | F | |
| With an | iron-clad fist I wake up to french-kiss the | morning. |
| Bb | F | |
| While a | marching band keeps it's own beat in my head while we're t | alking |
| Am | Bb | F | |
| About | all of the things I | longed to believe, about | love, the truth, |
| Bb | |
| What you mean to me and the | truth is... |
| Bb | C | F | |
| Baby you're | all that I need. |
| Dm | C | Bb | F | |
| I wanna | lay you | down in a | bed of | roses. |
| Dm | C | Bb | F | |
| Tonight I | sleep on a | bed of | nails. |
| Bb | F | Bb | F | |
| I wanna | be just as | close as the | Holy | Ghost is. |
| Dm | C | Bb | F | |
| Lay | you | down, on a bed of | roses. |
| Bb | F | |
| I'm so f | ar away, each step that I take's on my way h | ome. |
| Bb | F | |
| A king's | ransom in dimes I'd give each night to see through this p | ayphone. |
| Am | Bb | F | |
| But I'd | run out of time or it's | hard to get through till the | bird on the wire |
| Bb | |
| Flies me back to you. I'll just clos | e my eyes. |
| Bb | C | |
| And whisper "baby | blind love is t | rue". |
| Bridge: |
| Bb | C | |
| The | hotel bars hangover | whiskey's gone dry. |
| F | |
| The bar | tender's wig's crooked, she's giving me the eye. |
| Bb | Bb | C | F | |
| I | might've said yes, but I | laughed so hard | I think I | died. |
| Bb | F | |
| Now as y | ou close your eyes you know I'll be thinking | about you. |
| Bb | F | |
| My mistr | ess she calls me to stand in her spotlight aga | in. |
| Am | Bb | F | |
| I won't | be alone, you know that | don't mean I'm not lonel | y. |
| Bb | Bb | C | |
| I've got nothing to p | rove, for its | you I'd die to de | fend. |
Smeel Like Teen Spirit

F Bb G# C# F Bb G# C# (x6)
F Bb G# C# F
Load up on guns, bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over bored and self assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word
Hello, hello, hello, how low... (x4)
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an albino
A mosquito, my libido, yeah
F F# C Bb (x2)
I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
Hello, hello, hello, how low... (x4)
With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an albino
A mosquito, my libido, yeah
And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it's hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind
Hello, hello, hello, how low... (x4)
With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an albino
A mosquito, my libido
A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial..
You Shook Me All Night Long
Written By drago rusia on 15 Agustus 2011 | 07.16
| Intro : G
Chord-chordnya : G, C9, G/B, D She was a fast machine, She kept my motor clean, Was the best ***** woman that I ever seen, She had those sightless eyes Telling me no lies And knockin' me out with those american thighs Takin' more than her share Had me fightin' for air She told me to come but I was already there! The walls was shakin' Earth was quakin' My mind was achin' We was makin' it and you Chorus: Shook me all night long Ya you! Shook me all night long Verse Two: Workin' double time on the seduction line, She was one of a kind and just mine all mine! Not another applause Just another cause Made a meal out of me and come back for more Had to cool it down To take another round But now I'm back in the ring to take another swing! The walls start shakin' Earth was quakin' My mind was achin' We was makin' it and you! Chorus Solo Chorus |
November Rain
Written By drago rusia on 11 Agustus 2011 | 04.29
She's gone
Written By drago rusia on 07 Juni 2011 | 13.39

She's gone Accoustic version

Spirit carries on
Written By drago rusia on 01 Juni 2011 | 09.15

A:
D D/F#
Where did we come from? Why are we here?
G D D/C#
Where do we go when we die?
Bm Bm/A
What lies beyond? What lay before?
E/G# A4 A
Is anything certain in life?
A:
D D/F#
They say life is too short the here and the now,
G D D/C#
and you`re only given one shot.
Bm Bm/A
But could there be more? Have I lived before?
E/G# A4 A
Or could this be all that we`ve got?
B:
Chorus:
G A D D/C# Bm
If I die tomorrow, I`d be all right because I believe
G Em D
that after we`re gone, the spirit carries on
(interlude)
D D9 D4 Em .
D D9 D4 A4 (drums)
A:
D D/F#
I used to be frightened of dying.
G D D/C#
I used to think death was the end.
Bm Bm/A
But that was before, I`m not scared anymore.
E/G# A4 A
I know that my soul will transcend.
A:
D D/F#
I may never find all the answers,
G D D/C#
I may never understand why.
Bm Bm/A
I may never prove what I know to be true,
E/G# A4 A
but I know that I still have to try.
B:
CHORUS:
G A D D/C# Bm
If I died tomorrow I`d be all right because I believe
G Em D D7
that after we`re gone, the spirit carries on
C:
Em D#
Move on, be brave! Don`t weep at my grave!
D E
because I`m no longer here.
G Em Bm
But please never let your memory of me disappear.
Guitar Solo
(Kord Sama)
A:
D D/F#
Safe in the light that surrounds me.
G D D/C#
Free of the fear and the pain.
Bm Bm/A
The question in mind has helped me to find
E/G# A4 A
the meaning in my life again.
A:
D D/F#
Victoria`s real! I finally feel
G D D/C#
at peace with the girl in my dreams.
Bm Bm/A
And now that I`m here, it`s perfectly clear
E/G# A4 A
I`ll find out what all of this means.
B:
Chorus:
G A D D/C# Bm
If I died tomorrow I`d be all right because I believe
G Em D
that after we`re gone, the spirit carries on
ENDING
D G Em
D G A
D G Em
D G A D
Critical Acclaim

Intro: Dm C Bb – C Dm (x4)
(*Dm 8va, one octave higher, 13 Fret – treble strings,1st,2nd,3th)
*Dm… D5…
Yeaahhh…
D5 D5 – D#5-F5-D5
(Shh, quiet, you might piss somebody off)
D5 – D#5-F5-D5
Like me motherf~ker you`ve been at it for too long
D5 – D#5-F5-D5
While you feed off others insecurities
D5 – D#5-F5-D5
You stand in front of me and bite the hand that feeds
D#5-F5-D5
(+) Self righteousness is wearing thin
D5 – D#5-F5-D5
(Lies inside your head your best friend)
D#5-F5 - D5
I`ll bleed but not for f e l l o w man
D5
(Broken glass, your fake reflection)
Chorus:
Dm C/E
Telling them its all for something real
Don`t respect the words you’re speaking
Bb
Gone too far
A
Acclaim
D5 D#5-D5
So, how does it feel to know that someone`s kid
D#5-D5 D5
in the heart of America has blood on their hands
D#5-D5
fighting to defend your rights
D#5-D5
so you can maintain the lifestyle
D5 D#5-D5
that insults his families existence
D5 D#5-D5 D5
Well, where I come from we have a special salute
D#5-D5 D5
waved high in the air to all those
D#5-F5-D5
pompous assholes who spend their days pointing fingers
D5
(F~ You!)
F5-Chords
Like the heartbeat
D5 – D#5-F5-D5
of this country when antagonized too long
I`ll be damned if you count me
D5 – D#5-F5-D5
in as part of your generous hypocrisy
D5 – D#5-F5-D5
collected and amazed
D#5 - F5 - D5
Tabloid gossip we want less real
D5 – D#5-F5-D5
(There`s no need for us to bury you)
D5 – D#5-F5-D5
Selfish agenda, once again
D5
(Right this way, you dug your own grave)
Back to: Chorus
D#5-D5 D5
All the way from the east to the west
D#5-D5
We’ve got this high society
D#5-D5 D5
looking down on their very foundation
D#5-D5 D#5-D5
Constantly reminding us that our actions
D5 D#5-D5
are the cause of all their problems
D5 D#5-D5
pointing their fingers in every direction
D5 D#5-D5
Blaming their own nation for who wins elections
D5 F5 D5
They never contributed a f~king thing
to the country they love to critize
Gm
Excuse the obscene
Cm
Ignore the untrue
F
Depictions we see
Bb Bb/G#
Try and get through
Gm – Cm
And many mistakes can hurt
D7-9 G
I`m not the last but I sure ain`t the first
Interlude: Cm F Bb – Bb/G# Gm – Cm A7-9 – A
D#5-D5 D5 D#5-D5 D#5-D5
Yeaaahhh…
D5 D#5-D5
(Shh, quiet, you might piss somebody off)
Interlude: D#5-D5 | D5 D#5-D5 (x4) | G#5-G5 |
G5 G#5-G5 (x3) | G5 G#5-C#5-C5 |
C5 C#5-C5 (x3) | C5 Bb5-A5 | Bb5 Bb5-A5 (x4) | D5
Back to: (+), Chorus
Coda: Dm C/E Bb A *Dm…
Dear God
F C Dm Am
A lonely road, crossed another cold state line
Bb F C
Miles away from those I love purpose hard to find
F C Dm Am
While I recall all the words you spoke to me
Bb F
Can`t help but wish that I was there
C
Back where I`d love to be, oh yeah
Chorus 1:
F C Dm C
Dear God the only thing I ask of you is
Bb F
To hold her when I`m not around,
C
When I`m much too far away
F C Dm C
All need that person who can be true to you
Bb F
But I left her when I found her
C
And now I wish I`d stayed
Bb C
’Cause I`m lonely and I`m tired
Am7 Dm C Bb
Missing you again oh no
Once again
F C Dm Am
There`s nothing here for me on this barren road
Bb F
There`s no one here while the city sleeps
C
And all the shops are closed
F C Dm Am
Can`t help but think of the times I`ve had with you
Bb F
Pictures and some memories
C
Will have to help me through, oh yeah
Back to: Chorus 1
Dm – A/C# – Bb – F
Before long, they waste away
Dm – A/C# – Bb – F
I found you, something told me to stay
Dm – A/C# – Bb – F
I gave in, to selfish ways
Gm C
And how I miss someone to hold
F
When hope begins to fade...
F – C – Dm – Am
A lonely road, crossed another cold state line
Bb – F – C
Miles away from those I love purpose hard to find
Chorus 2:
F – C – Dm – C –
Dear God the only thing I ask of you is
Bb – F –
To hold her when I`m not around,
C
When I`m much too far away
F – C – Dm – C –
All need that person who can be true to you
Bb – F –
But I left her when I found her
C
And now I wish I`d stayed
Bb – C
’Cause I`m lonely and I`m tired
Am7 – Dm - C - Bb
Missing you again oh no
Dm – A/C# – Bb – F
Once again… yeah…
Dm – A/C# – Bb – F
Wooaa… yeah, yeah…
Ending: Dm – A/C# – Bb – F (x17) – FO (Fade Out)
Shakira (Waka-waka)

Standard Tuning: D – A – Bm – G
D – x57775 A – 577655 Bm – 7x77xx G – 355433
You’re a good soldier Choosing your battles Pick yourself up And dust yourself off And back in the saddle
You’re on the front line Everyone’s watching You know it’s serious We’re getting closer This isn’t over
The pressure is on You feel it But you’ve got it all Believe it
When you fall get up Oh oh And if you fall get up eh eh
Tsamina mina Zangalewa Cuz this is Africa
Tsamina mina eh eh Waka Waka eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa This time for Africa
Listen to your god This is our motto Your time to shine Don’t wait in line Y vamos por Todo
People are raising Their expectations Go on and feed them This is your moment No hesitations
Today’s your day I feel it You paved the way Believe it
If you get down Get up, Oh oh When you get down Get up eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa This time for Africa Tsamina mina eh eh Waka Waka eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa Anawa a a
Tsamina mina eh eh Waka Waka eh eh Tsamina mina zangalewa This time for Africa
Awela Majoni Biggie Biggie Mama One A To Zet Athi sithi LaMajoni Biggie Biggie Mama From East To West Bathi . . . Waka Waka Ma Eh Eh Waka Waka Ma Eh Eh Zonke zizwe mazi buye Cuz this is Africa
Background Voice: Tsamina mina, Anawa a a Tsamina mina Tsamina mina, Anawa a a
Tsamina mina, eh eh Waka waka, eh eh Tsamina mina zangalewa Anawa a a Tsamina mina, eh eh Waka waka, eh eh Tsamina mina zangalewa This time for Africa
Django eh eh Django eh eh Tsamina mina zangalewa Anawa a a
Django eh eh Django eh eh Tsamina mina zangalewa Anawa a a
(2x) This time for Africa
(2x) We’re all Africa
Pathetic Live
Written By drago rusia on 23 April 2011 | 03.03
C
i know i’m pathetic i knew when she said it
Gii Fii
a loser a bum’s what she called me when i drove her home
C
there’s no more waiting and sure no more wasting
Gii Fii
i’ve done all i can but she still wants to be left alone
(same chords)
you got you got you got to help me out
and i’ll try not to argue
no one no one no one likes a drop out
mistakes are hard to undo
CHORUS:
A C G
don’t pull me down
C F
this is where i belong
(i think i’m different but i’m the same & i’m wrong)
A C G
don’t pull me down
C F
this is where i belong this is where i belong
(i think i’m different)
Riff (x3 and a half)
Verse2:
i think its disgusting believing and trusting
if i gave a fuck there would be nothing for me to prove
although its amusing its slightly confusing
i’ve done all i can but her ego is still hard to move
you got you got you got to help me out
and i’ll try not to argue
no one no one no one likes a drop out
mistakes are hard to undo
repeat CHORUS
Riff (x4)
A, C-G, C-F
repeat CHORUS
end on C
Fuel
Gimme that which I desire
E5 G5 A5 G5 A5 G5 A5 G5 A5 E5
E5 G5 E5
Turn on, I see red
E5 B5
Adrenaline crash and crack my head
Bb5 A5
Nitro junkie, paint me dead
E5
And I see red
E5 G5 E5
One hundred plus through black and white
E5 B5
War horse, warhead
Bb5 A5
Fuck ‘em, man, white-knuckle tight
E5
Through black and white
E5 A5
On I burn
G5
Fuel is pumping engines
A5 E5
Burning hard, loose and clean
A5
And on I burn
C
Churning my direction
D E5
Quench my thirst with gasoline
E5
So gimme fuel, gimme fire
E5 A5 E5
Gimme that which I desire
E5 G5
E5 G5
E5 G5
G5 A5
G5 A5
E5 G5 E5
Turn on beyond the bone
E5 B5
Swallow future, spit out home
Bb5 A5
Burn your face upon the chrome
E5 G5 E5
Take the corner, join the crash,
E5 B5
Headlights, head on, headlines
Bb5 A5
Another junkie lives too fast
E5
Lives way too fast
E5 A5
On I burn
G5
Fuel is pumping engines
A5 E5
Burning hard, loose and clean
A5
And on I burn
C
Churning my direction
D E5
Quench my thirst with gasoline
E5
So gimme fuel, gimme fire
E5 A5 E5 (x6)
Gimme that which I desire
E5
White-knuckle tight
E5
gimme fuel, gimme fire
E5 A5 E5
My desire
E5 A5
On I burn
G5
Fuel is pumping engines
A5 E5
Burning hard, loose and clean
A5
And on I burn
C
Churning my direction
D E5
Quench my thirst with gasoline
E5
gimme fuel, gimme fire
E5 A5 E5
My desire
E5 A5
On I burn


