Rare Americans - Cats, Dogs

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Песня под названием Rare Americans - Cats, Dogs от автора Rare Americans содержит в этой подборке 0 аккорда.

                [Intro]
Em                      D
I thought my hands were making moves
Am            G
But the lands and the grooves
Em            D          Am         G
Unequivocally proved the truth
 
[Verse]
     Em        D
How did I get so confused?
   Am    G
My path, totally askew
Em               D          Am            G
Tapped the karma bank til I overdrew
Em                D
Could have been so much more shrewd
Am                G
With my moves and eschewed
    Em             D              Am           G
The fast buck, the too good to be true
Em                 D
Thought I was just payin' dues
          Am       G
Next thing I know, interviewed
    Em          D            Am           G
Now stuck in a life sentence queue
Em        D                Am         G
Raged up, caged up, in an screw loose zoo
        Em          D        Am           G 
And all l I view is bad news crews
Em         D      Am             G
Face tattooed and gunnin' for you
 
[Chorus)
C         Em       G        D
Got lost, clowder, group of cats
C           Em      D         G
Lost cause, louder, dogs in a pack
C         Em        G          D
Yes boss, now sir, mischief of rats
C       Em      D          G
Numbers matter, we’re all stats
 
 
Em D Am G
Cats, dogs
Em   D    Am     G
Cats, dogs & rats
Em D Am G
Cats, dogs
Em   D    Am     G
Cats, dogs & rats

 
        Em   D       Am                G
Just pining, second chance at the life I blew
        Em    D         Am                 G
Just whining, about the permanent concrete view
        Em   D          Am              G
Just lining, up for the institutions stew
 
[Verse 2]
      Em         D
My kid grew up, “no pops” tattoo
Am                     G
Weight, can’t pay back I O U
Em             D               Am
Daily praying, life was peek-a-boos
                G
Story time with Winnie the pooh
Em               D            Am
Right through to a big debut, for you
                   G
But I don’t know a thing about you
Em    D Am        g
Nothing about you
 
          Em           D
Could be livin’ like your old man
Am            G
Testin the avenue
      Em           D        Am      G
But I don’t have a fucking clue
     Em           D        Am       G
No I don’t have a fucking clue
 
[Chorus]
C         Em       G        D
Got lost, clowder, group of cats
C           Em      D         G
Lost cause, louder, dogs in a pack
C         Em       G           D
Yes boss, now sir, mischief of rats
C       Em      D         G
Numbers matter, we’re all stats
 
Em D Am G
Cats, dogs
Em   D    Am     G
Cats, dogs & rats
Em D Am G
Cats, dogs
Em   D    Am     G
Cats, dogs & rats