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Cold Brains

D A G C

D A G G7 G6

D A G C

D A G

guitar 2 (heavy wa-wa)

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-5~--4~--2~--3~---------5~---

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synth during chorus

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||-14-15-17-14-15-17-14-15-------------------------||

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-16-17-19-16-17-14-15----14-15--------12--------

----------------------15-------15-14-----12(14)-

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D A G C D

Cold Brains, unmoved, untouched, unglued,

A G Gsus G

alone at last

D A G C D

no thoughts, no mind to rot behind

A G G7 G6

a trail of disasters

A D F A

a final curse abandoned hearse

A D F E

we ride disowned corroded to the bone

the fields of green are bent, obscene

i lay upon the gravel

a worm of hope a hangman's rope

pulls me one way or the other

a final curse abandoned hearse

we write this song corroded to the bone

harmonica "solo"

a bird of song is heard no longer

in the evacuated heavens

the drain is drawn and drained and gone

and on and on, it doesn't matter

a final curse abandoned hearse

we ride disowned corroded to the bone

harmonica "solo", fade

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Nobodys Fault But My Own

Guitar is tuned down a whole step, and 1st and 6th strings are dropped to C

D5 Dmaj7 D6 Am7 F Em Bb Am Asus C G/B

C-0--0-----------------------|--3--2-----0-----|----------

A-3--2---3--0---1------1--0--|--3--1-----2-----|-1----3---

F-2--2---2--2-----0----2--0--|--3--2-----2-----|-0----0---

C-0--0------0------2---3--2--|--3--2-----2-----|-2----0---

G-0--------------------3--2--|--1--0-----------|-3----2---

C-0--------------------------|-----------------|----------

D5 Dmaj7

treated you like a rusty blade

D6 Am7

a throwaway from an open grave

F Em D5

cut you loose from a chain gang and let you go

D5 Dmaj7

and on the day you said it's true

D6 Am7

some love holds, some gets used

F Em D5

tried to tell you I never knew it could be so sweet

Bb Am

who could ever be so cruel,

G F C Asus

blame the devil for the things you do

D5 Dmaj7

its such a selfish way to lose

F Em D5

the way you lose these wasted Blues these wasted Blues

C G/B D5

tell me that it's nobody's fault nobody's fault but my own

when the moon is a counterfeit

better find the one that fits

better find the one that lights the way for you

when the road is full of nails,

garbage pails and darkened jails

and their tongues are full of heartless tales that drain on you

who would ever notice you

you fade into a shaded room

it's such a selfish way to lose

the way you lose these wasted blues, these wasted blues

tell me that it's nobody's fault nobody's fault but my own

etc.

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Lazy Flies

C G A E Fmaj7 C

C G A E F C

lazy flies all hovering above

C G A E F C

the magistrate, he puts on his gloves

D7 G

and he looks to the clouds

F C

all pink and disheveled

B7 C

there must be some blueprints,

G F#

some creed of the devil

F C

inscribed in our minds

Am D

a hideous game

F Am

vanishes in thin air

Am D

the vanity of slaves

F Am

who wants to be there?

E F

to sweep the debris

F C

to harness dead-horses

D G

to ride in the sun

F C

a life of confessions

E F G#

written in the dust

out in the mangroves the mynah birds cry

in the shadows of sulphur the trawlers drift by

they're chewing dried meat house of disrepute

the dust of opiates and syphilis patients

on brochure vacations

fear has a glare that traps you

like searchlights

the puritans stare

their souls are fluoresecent

the skin of a robot

vibrates with pleasure

matrons and gigolos

carouse in the parlor

their hand-grenade eyes

invalid and blind

a hideous game

vanishes in thin air

the vanity of slaves

who wants to be there?

to sweep the debris

to harness dead-horses

to ride in the sun

a life of confessions

written in the dust

La la la la la la la etc.

end on C

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Canceled Check

open A tuning

(you can also play it in standard tuning in A, capoed up 2 frets)

here are some of the good country licks used:

verse:

E ------15------------7--------------------------

C# -14(15)----2-3-4-5--------7(9)-(9)7-5----------

A -----------2-4-5-6--------------------5(7)-----

E -------------------------------------------7~--

A -----------------------------------------------

E -----------------------------------------------

------14-16-14--------------------------

-12/14----------14p12----12(14)-12(14)~-

----------------------14----------------

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chords used:

B D E A F# B7 G

E -2--5--7--0--2---5---3-

C# -2--5--7--0--0---2---1-

A -2--5--7--0--1---2---2-

E -2--5--7--0--2---2---3-

A -2--5--7--0------2-----

E -2---------------------

B D A E A B

I hate to do this but you're a pain in the neck

B D A E A B

I thought you knew this you're handing me a canceled check

B D A E A B

you're so helpless your girlfriends think you're a saint

B D A E A D

I'll give you a quarter I'll keep my judgements to myself

D F#

and i get caught up in the moonlight

B B7

reaching out for a rotten egg I don't want to beg

G F# B

it's crystal clear your time is nearly gone

count your blessings and do the things that you should

o the has-beens that never had it so good

stormy weather the kids are making a racket

in the wilderness the wild lives are so mild

CHORUS

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