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Tono:
F Whoa, Whoa, Whoa [Verse 1]
F C F It's a Broad Lic Nic
Bb F And I'll tell you while I'm able
Bb F Or I'll smash your skull
Gm If you'll not drink enough Black
C Label
F C F It's a hard man's drink
Bb F And though the bottle's broken
Bb F Put your money on the table
C F Strain the glass through your teeth
F So, we grew up lean, mean
Bb F Kings of the street scene
Bb F Without a mother's guiding hand
Gm C To keep us clean
F Down your rum
Bb F We'll take life as it comes
Bb F And all you blue rinse critics
C F Lick our literary bum [Verse 2]
Dm I drank my first pure malt
Gm Before I was three
Dm I smoked a pack of Dutch cigarettes
C My pappy left for me
F And I romanced a little lass
Bb F Who was 12 years my elder
Bb F At the age of six I held her
Bb F That year I also bed her
Bb F So before I was seven
C F My first child was born [Verse 3]
Dm I told a pack of filthy lies
Gm As a politician
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Gm Dm I heard my own confession as an
C Act of contrition
Dm I spent ten years as a Trappist monk
Gm Dm In a village in Tibet (Liar!)
Bb F And I walked up Everest naked
C F Just to win a bet [Interlude]
F Whoa, Whoa [Verse 4]
F Well, I severed my leg to win a
Bb F One-legged race
Bb F And when I won I stitched it
Gm C Right back into place
F I fought Mohammed Ali
Bb F I've seduced Mata Hari
Bb F I've even worn a sari
Gm C When I impersonated Gandhi
F C F And I dare any man here
Bb F To call me a liar
Bb F But I swear I've seen Ezekiel
Bb F I swear I've seen Isaiah
Bb F Gm Toasting marshmallows in
C Beelzebub's fire [Verse 5]
F And we're mad (Mad!) Bad (Bad!)
Bb F Dangerous to know
Bb F We never gave a tinker's cuss
Gm C About the seeds we'd sow
F And we stay up late
Bb F And never be forlorn (Hey!)
Bb F And when the morning comes around
Gm F We'll kiss the crack of dawn [Bridge]
Dm We took the wax from Kerouacs
Gm Dm And dusty Dostoevskys
Gm Dm And when all was said and done
C Booze was all I had left me
Dm For, all the world's great thinkers
Gm Are all a load
Dm Of pus [Verse 6]
Bb F And if you asked how Zarathustra spoke
F He spake thus:
F Drink! Drink! Drink!
Bb F Drink until you're drunk
Bb F Drink until you can't stand up
Gm C Till you're roly-poly stung
F Till your bladder bursts
Bb F Till you throw a fit to curse
Bb F Till they lift you up still comatose
C F And slam you in the hearse [Interlude]
F Whoa, whoa, Whoa,Whoa [Otro]
F And we're good (Good!) Bad (Bad!)
Bb F Ugly as sin
Bb F We mixed up cough syrup
G C With our gin
F So take your medicine
Bb F I pray that when I die (Hey!)
Bb F There'll be someone else around to
C F kiss my arse goodbye
F C Yes I pray, I pray
F C I pray that when I die
F Bb There'll be someone else around to
F C F kiss my arse goodbye
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