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Date: Thu, 14 Nov 1996 14:49:43 -0500
From: Andrew Rogers 
Subject: ./n/nyro_laura/*


Intro (guitars):

        ----------------------------------------|
        --------------11------------------------|
        -----------------11R10-8-10-8-----------|
        ------------------------------10--------|
        --3---------------------------------2-3-|
        ----------------------------------------|
        [fuzz]        [acoustic]           [bass]

        Last call for the poverty train

        -------------------|
        -------------------|
        -------------------|
        -------------------|
        -6--------6---5B6--|
        ---8--6-8----------|
         [acoustic]

        Abmaj7 (vibes - there's a high D on acoustic bass in there)
        Last call for the poverty train

        piano (transcribed, admittedly an octave lower, for guitar) [2X]:

         C                          Gm7
         v   v   v     v   v   v     v   v   v     v   v   v
        -0-----------|-0-----------|-------------|-------------|
        -1-----------|-1-------1---|-3-----------|-3-----------|
        -0-----------|-0-------0---|-2h3-----2---|-0-----------|
        -------------|-------------|-------------|---------3---|
        -3-----------|-------------|-------------|-------------|
        -------------|-------------|-3-----------|-------------|

        F/Bb                        F/A
         v   v   v     v   v   v     v   v   v     v   v   v
        -------------|-------------|-------------|-------------|
        -1-----------|-1-----------|-1-----------|-1-----------|
        -2-----------|-2-----------|-2-----------|-2-----------|
        -3-------3---|---------3---|-3-------3---|---------3---|
        -1-----------|-------------|-0-----------|-------------|
        -------------|-------------|-------------|-------------|

Verse 1:

            C             Gm/C     F/Bb        F/A
        It looks good and dirty on shiny light strip
                    C        Gm/C         F/Bb       F/A
        And if you don't get beat you got yourself a trip
               Eb/Ab          Dm7            Eb/Ab          Dm7
        You can see the walls roar, see your brains on the floor
              Eb/Ab         Dm7           Eb/Ab      Gm7
        Become God, become cripple, become funky and split
                  Fm7
        Why was I born
                                                  F/G   G
        No-no-no-no  whoa-oh no-no-no-no no no no, no

Verse 2:

        Oh baby, I just saw the Devil and he's smilin' at me
        I heard my bones cry, Devil why's it got to be
        Devil played with my brother, Devil drove my mother
        Now the tears in the gutter are floodin' the sea
        Why was I born
        No-no-no-no  whoa-oh no-no-no-no no no no, no

Verse 3:

        Oh baby, it looks good and dirty, them shiny lights glow
        A million night tramps, tricks and tracks will come and go
        Eb/Ab            Dm7
        You're starvin' today
           Fmaj7 Em7  Fmaj7
        But who cares anyway
        F/G        C            Gm7/C Abmaj7 Gm7 Cm7
        Baby, it feels like I'm dyin'   now

Coda:

        I swear there's something better than
        Abmaj7 (vibes)
        Getting off on sweet cocaine
        [C]                                     [single note]
        It feels so good
        Absus2 [468xxx]         Dbsus4 [xxx674]
               It feels so good
                                       [G] [F]
        Gettin' off the poverty train
        Gm7/C
        Mornin'...


-- another ace 60's tab from Andrew Rogers