Too Much Junkie Business
Johnny Thunders
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Progression through most of song: A D E|------------------------------- B|------------------------------- G|----------------2-2-2---2---2-- D|-2-2-2---2---2--0-0-3h4-0-4-0-- A|-0-0-3h4-0-4-0----------------- E|------------------------------- A E E|-----------------------------------------------------| B|-----------------------------------------------------| G|-----------------------------------------------------| D|2-2-2---2---2----------------------------------------| A|0-0-3h4-0-4-0--2-2-2---2---2-------------------------| E|---------------0-0-3h4-0-4-0-------------------------| A D E|------------------------------- B|------------------------------- G|----------------2-2-2---2---2-- D|-2-2-2---2---2--0-0-3h4-0-4-0-- A|-0-0-3h4-0-4-0----------------- E|------------------------------- E E|-----------------------------------------------------| B|-----------------------------------------------------| G|-----------------------------------------------------| D|-----------------------------------------------------| A|2-2-2---2---2--2-2-2---2---2-------------------------| E|0-0-3h4-0-4-0--0-0-3h4-0-4-0-------------------------|Verse 1:A Well you run down to the cornerD baby, see what you can copA You get some for your sister and youE take yours off the topA D Run into the bathroom, fixing up a shotE7 Tie it up, shoot it up, bang your head, and throw it up Chorus:A D Too much junkie businessA E Too much junkie businessA D Too much junkie businessContinúa después del anuncioE I don't wanna fuck around with you Verse 2:A Your life becomes as sickening asD that mess you call your faceA The pig you call your girlfriend isE dead from shooting maceA D Climbing up the walls, you shot some old moth ballsE Wrap it up, call it art, now your record makes the chart Chorus Repeat Intro Bridge:A D Too much junk, too much junk,A E Too much junk, too much junk,A D Too much junk, too much junk, E (E7 second time thru) I don't wanna see her hanging out with you Repeat Intro Verse 3:A Well you're the coolest thing inD town, with your face flat on the groundA Friends went through your pockets asE the coffin went downA D You overdosed at last, spike stuck in your headE7 Now you're dead...dead! dead! dead!