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I know it´s not complete,but I´m still working on it and the rest will follow soon if 
got anything to say:
lavazza@everymail.net

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   London Calling
--------------------

Chords
   Em  C  G/H  D    F
e:-7---8---7---10----8|
b:-8---8---8---10---10|
g:-9---9---7---11---10|
d:-9---10--9---12---10|
a:--------------------|
e:--------------------|

Refrain
e:-7/---77-7/---77-7/---77-7/---10~~~-|
b:-8/---88-8/---88-8/---88-8/---10~~~-|
g:-9/---77-9/---77-9/---77-9/---11~~~-|
d:-9/---99-9/---99-9/---99-9/---12~~~-|
a:-----------------------------------|
e:-----------------------------------|

Intro:
Em    

Verse:
Em                    F
London calling to the faraway towns
         Em                  G/H
Now that war is declared and battle come down
Em                    C
London calling to the underworld
     Em                           G/H
Come out of the cupboard, all you boys and girls
Em                  C
London calling, now don't look to us
Em                    G/H
Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust
Em                     C
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
Em                        G/H
Except for the ring of that truncheon thing

Refrain:
Em                         G/H
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Em                    G/H
Meltdown expected the wheat is growing thin
Em                       G/H
Engines stop running but I have no fear
Em                         D (ring)
Cuz London is drowning and I live by the river


Verse2 (play like the first)
London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it brother, you can got it alone
London calling to the zombies of death
Quit holding out and draw another breath
London calling and I don't wanna shout
But while we were talking I saw you noddin' out
London calling, see we ain't got no highs
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes

Refrain:
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Engines stop running the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error but I have no fear
Cuz London is drowning and I live by the river

Em C (4x)

Solo

Refrain:
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Engines stop running the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error but I have no fear
Cuz London is drowning and I live by the river

Em C

Now Get this

London calling, yes I was there too
An' you know what they said - well some of it was true!
London calling at the top of the dial
An' after all this, won't you give me a smile?

Em
I never felt so much a' like like like....

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------------------------
   Brand new Cadillac
------------------------
   E   A
e:-7---9----|
b:-9---10---|
g:-9---9----|
d:----------|
a:----------|
e:----------|

B/ means sliding down the high e-string from the 7.fret slowly to the 3.

Riff1 (play as Intro and in the verse)
e:-----------------|
b:-----------------|
g:-----------------|
d:-----------------|
a:---------0-0-1-0-|
e:-0-0-3-3---------|


Drive

E
My baby drove up in a brand new cadillac
   A                                E
My baby drove up in a brand new cadillac
 B/                         A
She said "Hey come here big Daddy"
NC                  E
I ain't ever commin back

E
baby baby won't you hear my plea
 A                         E
C'mon just come on back to me
        B/               A
She said balls to you  Daddy
NC                  E
She ain't commin back to me

Solo:
I don´t know how exactly but I
think it´s played in the 7. and most times
with bedings onthe high e-string

E
Baby drove up in a cadillac
        A                                        E
I said "Jesus Christ, where did you get that cadillac
         B/            A
She said balls to you Daddy
NC                      E
She ain't never coming back

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----------------
   Jimmy Jazz
----------------
   A       Dj7     F#m     Dsus4 D A       E       A  D  A  E
      .       .       .       .       .       .
e:-0--0-0--2--2-2--2--2-2--5--2-2--0--0-0--0--0-0--0--2--0--0-|
b:-2--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-2--3--3-3--2--2-2--0--0-0--2--3--2--0-|
g:-2--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-2--2--2-2--1--1-1--2--2--2--1-|
d:-2--2-2--0--0-0--4--4-4--0--0-0--2--2-2--2--2-2--2--0--2--2-|
a:-0--0-0----------4--4-4----------0--0-0--2--2-2--0-----0--2-|
e:-----------------2------------------------------------------|

Text will follow...

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   Hateful
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   C   D   G  C/B  Am  A   Bb  B
e:-----2---3-------0---0---1---2-|
b:-1---3---0---1---1---2---3---4-|
g:-0---2---0---0---2---2---3---4-|
d:-2---0---0---2---2---2---3---4-|
a:-3-------2---2---0---0---1---2-|
e:---------3---------------------|


C D C G (kind of Organ plays this)

Verse1:
      C
Well, I got a friend who's a man (who's a man?)
                                        D
What man? The man who keeps me from the lonely    the only
   C
He gives me what I need (What you need?)
                              G
What ya got? I need it all so badly

Chorus
    C    C/B    Am
Oh, anything I want
C        C/B   Am
He gives it to me
C   C/B     Am     C        C/B
Anything I want    he gives it
      Am                 C
But,  not for free, it's hateful
              B
and it's paid for
           Am              G       A Bb  B
And I'm so grateful  to be nowhere


Verse2:(play like 1.Verse)
This year I've lost some friends (some friends?)
What friends? I dunno I ain't even noticed
You see, I gotta go out again
My friend, i gotta see the main man

Chorus

Solo 2x (maybe it´s a bit higher but I think if you play it dirty it works)
e:------------------------------------------|
b:------------------------------------------|
g:-7-5-5-7-7---7-7-5-5---7-5\4-3-3--5\4-3-3-|
d:------------------------------------------|
a:------------------------------------------|
e:------------------------------------------|

Chorus

Verse3:(like the other two)
I killed all my nerves
What swerves? I can't drive so steady ´n already
I've lost my memory  What mind?
Behind, I can't see so clearly.

Chorus
    C    C/B    Am
Oh, anything I want
C        C/B   Am
He gives it to me
C   C/B     Am    C        C/B
Anything I want   he gives it
      Am                 C
But,  not for free, it's hateful
    C    C/B    Am
Oh, anything I want...

(several Background Vocals)

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----------------------
   Rudie can´t fail
----------------------

Riff for the Verse and Intro
e:-5-5-5-5-5--5--5-5--5-5--5--5-5--5--5-5-5--3-3-|
b:-5-5-5-5-5--5--5-5--7-5--5--5-5--5--5-5-5--3-3-|
g:-6-6-6-6-6--6--6-6--7-6--6--6-6--6--6-6-6--4-4-|
d:-7-7-7-7-7--7--7-7--7-7--7--7-7--7--7-7-7--5-5-|
a:-----------------------------------------------|
e:-----------------------------------------------|

Play this Riff twice in any Bridge
e:-5---4---5---5---7---7---|
b:-5---5---7---7---9---6---|
g:-6---4---6---7---9---5---|
d:-7-----------7---9---5---|
a:-------------------------|
e:-------------------------|

Hear them sayin'
How you get a rude and a reckless?
Don't you be so crude and a feckless
You been drinking brew for breakfast
Rudie can't fail (no,no)

So we reply
I know that my life make you nervous
But I tell you that I can't live in service
Like the doctor who was born for a purpose
Rudie can't fail (ok)

BRIDGE:
I went to the market, to realise my soul
´cause what I need I just don´t have
First they curse, then they press me till I hurt
We say Rudie can´t fail

We hear them sayin'
Now first you must cure your temper
Then you find a job in the paper
You need someone for a saviour
Oh, Rudie can't fail

We reply
Now we get a rude and a reckless
We been seen lookin' cool an' a speckless
We been drinking brew for breakfast
So Rudie can't fail (no,no,no)

BRIDGE:
I went to the market, to realise my soul
´cause what I need I just don´t have
First they curse, then they press me till I hurt
We say Rudie can´t fail

Solo (Trumpet)

Rudie can´t fail....

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   Spanish Bombs
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During the verse do one stroke/chord
in the Chorus a Ska-Feeling one Upstroke on every off-beat

   A   F#m C#m Bm  Dm  G
e:-5---2---4---2---5---3-|
b:-5---2---5---3---6---3-|
g:-6---2---6---4---7---4-|
d:-7---4---6---4---7---5-|
a:-----------------------|
e:-----------------------|

A                F#m  C#m  Bm
Spanish Bombs in Andalusia
                          Dm
The shooting sites in the days of '39
A                    F#m      C#m
Oh, please leave the vendetta open
Bm                 Dm
Federico Lorca is dead and gone
A                   F#m      C#m
Bullet Holes in the cemetary walls
Bm                    Dm
The black cars of the Guardia Civil
A              F#m         C#m
Spanish bombs on the Costa Rica
Bm                 Dm
I'm flying in on a DC-10 tonight

Chorus:
A                   F#m      C#m
Spanish bombs yo te quirro y finito
F#m   C#m        G
Yo te querda  Oh ma corazon
A                   F#m      C#m
Spanish bombs yo te quirro y finito
F#m   C#m       G
Yo te quirro oh ma corazon

Spanish weeks in my disco casino
The freedom fighters died up on the hill
They sang the red flag, they wore th black one
But after they died it was Mockingbird Hill
Back home the buses went up in flashes
The Irish tomb was drenched in blood
Spanish bombs shatter the hotel
My senorita's nose was nipped in the bud

Chorus

The hillsides ring with,"Free the people"
Or can I hear the echoes from the days of '39?
With trenches full of poets, the ragged armies
Fixin' bayonets, to fight the other line
Spanish bombs rock the province
I'm hearing music from another time
Spanish bombs on the Costa Brava
I'm flying in on a DC-10 tonight

Chorus


A                F#m  C#m
Spanish songs in Andalusia,
F#m  C#m   G
Mandalina   Oh my corazon
A             F#m  C#m
Spanish songs in Granada
F#m C#m  G          A
         Oh my corazon
F#m  C#m  Bm (till the end)

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-----------------------
   The right Profile
-----------------------
   E   B   A   B
e:-----7-7-5-5---|
b:-----7-7-5-5---|
g:-9-9-8-8-6-6-8-|
d:-9-9---------9-|
a:-7-7---------9-|
e:---------------|

That´s the main riff you have to play during the Intro
play later sometimes the whole chord...


Everybody say, "Is he all right"
And everybody say, "What's he like
Everybody say he sure look funny
That Montgomery Clift honey

New York , New York 42nd street
Hustlers hustle and pimps pimp the beat
Monty clift is recongnized at dawn
He aint got no shoes and his clothes are torn

Everybody say, "Is he all right"
And everybody say, "What's he like
Everybody say he sure look funny
That Montgomery Clift honey

I see a car smashed at night
Cut the appluase and dim the light
Monty's face is boken on a wheel
Is he alive? Can he still feel?

And everybody say, "Is he alright"
Everybody say, "Shine a Light"
Everybody say, "It's not funny"
That's Montgomery Clift honey

Intro

(Shoot his right profile)

Everybody say, "Is he all right"
And everybody say, "What's he like
Everybody say he sure look funny
That Montgomery Clift honey

Nembutol
numbs it all
But I prefer
alcocohol

Saxophon solo

Everybody say, "Is he all right"
And everybody say, "What's he like
Everybody say he sure look funny
That Montgomery Clift honey

He said go out and get me my old movie sitll
Go out and get me another roll of pill
There I go shaking but I ain't got the chills
Oh gg Oh gg...

Everybody say, "Is he all right"
And everybody say, "What's he like
Everybody say he sure look funny
That Montgomery Clift honey

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---------------
   Clampdown
---------------
   D   E   A   G   F#
e:-2---0---0---3---2-|
b:-3---0---2---0---2-|
g:-2---1---2---0---3-|
d:-0---2---2---0---4-|
a:-----2---0---2---4-|
e:-----0-------3---2-|


D                  E  A
what are we gonna do now?
  A            D               G             A
taking off his turban they say is this man a Jew
D    A
working for the clampdown
           D              G                 A
they put a poster saying "We earn more than you
                      D    A
we´re working for the clampdown
        D                 G
we will teach our twisted speech
             D  A
to the young believers
        D                   G
we will train our blue eyed men
             D  A
to be young believers
          A            D              G          A
The judge said five to ten but I said double it again I'm not
            D    A       g:12\10/12
working for the clampdown
A       D          G      A
No man born with a living soul  can be
D    A
working for the clampdown
D                         G
Kick over the wall 'cause governments gonna fall
            D    A
How can we refuse it?
D                      G
Let fury have to hour, anger can be power if you know it
    D   A
you can use it


in this part play muted single tones in the 12.bar on the two deep strings
I don´t know exactly which tones but I think there are E F# and G#

the voices in your head are calling stop wasting your time , theres nothing coming
only a fool can think someone can save you
the men in the factry are old and cunning  you don't own nothing  boy get
runnin'  its the best years of your life they want to steal


    A        D      G        A
But you grow up and you clam down,
                D    A     g:12\10/12
Working for the clampdown
A         D       G        A
You start wearing Blue and Brown and
                 D    A
working for the clampdown
D                     G
So you got someone to boss around
              D   A
make you feel big now
D                   G
You drift until you brutilize you
                 D    A
made your first kill now
A        D        G        A
In these days of evil presidentes
                D    A
working for the clampdown
A                 D         G              A
But lately one or two has fully paid thier due
                D    A
working for the clampdown

G                              D    A
Ha longy long  Working for the Clampdown
F#                   D      A
Yeah working hard in Hairrisburg
F#                   D     A
yeah working hard in Petersburg
G               D    A
Working for the Clampdown...

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-------------------------
   The Guns of Brixton
-------------------------

e:--8--8-7-7-10-10-|
b:--9--9-7-7-12-12-|
g:-10-10-7-7-12-12-|
d:-10-10-9-9-12-12-|  always upstrrokes on the off-beat
a:--8--8-9-9-10-10-|  2x at one verse
e:--8--8-7-7-10-10-|

There´s a middle part where you have to stroke the chords on the beat
and let them ring...

When they kick at your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun

When the law break in
How you gonna go?
Shot down on the pavement
Or waiting on death row

You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh-the guns of Brixton

The money feels good
And your life you like it well
But surely your time will come
As in heaven, as in hell

You see, he feels like Ivan
Born under the Brixton sun
His game is called survival
At the end of the harder they come

You know it means no mercy
They caught him with a gun
No need for the Black Maria
Goodbye to the Brixton sun

You can crush us
You can bruise us
Yes, even shoot us
But oh-the guns of Brixton


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--------------------
   Wrong ´em Boyo
--------------------

There´s a guitar inside but not the whole time so what I´ve heard you have to play:

   G  C D G
e:-10-3-5-3-|
b:-12-5-7-3-|
g:-12-5-7-4-|
d:-12-5-7-5-|
a:-10-3-5-5-|
e:-10-3-5-3-|

always on the off-beats and the first time you have to strum the G very often...

two verses com before this but just with organ and saxophon

Why do you try to cheat
and trample people under your feet
Don't you know it is wrong
To cheat a trying man
Don't you know it is wrong
To cheat a trying man
So you better stop, it is the wrong 'em boyo

You lie steal and deciet
In such a small, small game
Don't you know it is wrong
To cheat a trying man
Don't you know it is wrong
To Cheat a trying man
You'd better stop, It is the wrong em boyo

Billy Boy has been shot
and Stagger Lee's come out on top
Don't you know it is wrong
To cheat a trying man
Don't you know it is wrong
To Cheat Stagger man
You'd better stop
It is the wrong em boyo

So you must start all over again,
all over again
You got to play it Billy play, you got to
play it, billy play
and you will find it is the right 'em boyo

But if you must lie and deceit
and trample people under your feet
Don't you know it's wrong
To cheat a trying man
You'd better stop
It is the wrong 'em boyo

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   Death or Glory
--------------------
   F5  C5  G5
e:------------|
b:------------|
g:-10------12-|
d:-10--10--10-|
a:-8---10--10-|
e:-----8------|

Intro:
F5 C5 play for a long time

Melodie
e:--------------------------------------------------------|
b:--------------------------------------------------------|
g:-10h12(Flanger)-12-10----10----------------12---10---12-|
d:----------------------12----12-10-12-10-----------------|
a:--------------------------------------------------------|
e:--------------------------------------------------------|

play loud the Chorus Riff
F5 C5 G5 F5  (2x)

Melodie
e:--------------------------------------------------|
b:--------------------------------------------------|
g:-12b/14b-14b14b-14b-14b--14-12----12-------12-14b-|
d:-------------------------------14----14-12--------|
a:--------------------------------------------------|
e:--------------------------------------------------|

Verse:(strike every chord as a kind of Accent the bass does the rest)
    C5                         G5
Now every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world
    F5                          C5        G5
And ends up making payments on a sofa or a girl
C5                                G5
Love and hate tattooed across the knuckles of his hands
F5                                     C5               G5
Hands that slap his kids around 'cause they don't understand how

Chorus:(Same as loud Intro part F5 C5 G5 F5, the last time let the F5 ring
	sometimes the chord changes on the off-beat and it sounds like a 6/8)

Death or glory becomes just another story
Death or glory becomes just another story

Verse (same as the first)
Now every gimmick-hungry boy digging gold from rock-n-roll
Grabs the mike to tell us he'll die before he's sold
But I believe in this and it's been tested by research
He who fucks nuns will later join the church

Chorus

Bridge:(I don´t know if the chords are right cause they use an octaver or a
	strange tremolo but it sounds ok if you use this effect and strum the
	chord one time and let it ring)
G5                  C5
See you in the gunsights you say hello
G5                 C5
(then) you say ok don't wanna play the show
G5                  C5
all you are thinking 'bout is death or glory now
G5                  C5
playing the losers game, surely it's better now

Chorus

Verse (same as the others)
In every dingy basement on every dingy street
Every dragging handclap over every dragging beat
It's just the beat of time, the beat that must go on
If you've been trying for years, we already heard your song

Chorus

Bridge2:(no chords but a similar melodie as  used in the Intro)
We're gonna march a long way, we're gonna travel a long time
We're gonna travel over mountains, we're gonna travel over seas
We're gonna fight you brother, we're gonna fight 'til you lose
We're gonna raise trouble, we're gonna raise hell
We're gonna fight you brother, we're gonna raise hell

Chorus

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---------------
   Koka Kola
---------------

Elevator! Going up!
   G           B A
e:-3---3---3---2-0-|
b:-3---3---3---4-2-|
g:-4---4---4---4-2-|
d:-5---4---5---4-2-| 2x at one verse
a:-5---5---5---2-0-|
e:-3---3---3-------|

   G C D
e:-3-3-5-|
b:-3-5-7-|
g:-4-5-7-|
d:-5-5-7-| 3x at Chorus than at freeze play one G
a:-5-3-5-|
e:-3-3-5-|

Verse
In the gleaming corridors of the 51st floor
The money can be made if you really want some more
Executive decision-a clinical precision
Jumping from the windows-filled with indecision

Chorus:
I get good advice from the advertising world
Treat me nice says the party girl
Koke adds life where there isn't any
So freeze, man, freeze

Verse
It's the pause that refreshes in the corridors of power
When top men need a top up long before the happy hour
Your snakeskin suit and your alligator boot
You won't need a launderette, you can send them to the vet!

Chorus
I get my advice from the advertising world
Treat me nice says the party girl
Koke adds life where there isn't any
So freeze, man, freeze

Play this during the following part when exactly you have to listen
e:----------------------------------------------------|
b:-10b~~----rb--------------------15b-12-15p12----15--|b
g:----------------14bp1212\11/12---------------14-----|
d:----------------------------------------------------|
a:----------------------------------------------------|
e:----------------------------------------------------|
Koka Kola advertising and kokaine
Strolling down the Broadway in the rain
Neon light sign says it
I read it in the paper-they're crazy!
Suit your life, maybe so
In the White House-I know
All Over Berlin they've been doing it for years
And in Manhattan!

Verse
Coming through the door is a snub nose 44
What the barrel can't snort it can spatter on the floor
Your eyeballs feel like pinballs
And your tongue feels like a fish
You're leaping from the windows-saying don't
Ayaiiiiirrrghhh!
Don't give me none of this!

Chorus
I get good advice from the advertising world
Treat me nice says the party girl
Koke adds life where there isn't any
So freeze, man, freeze
          G
Hit the deck!

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--------------------
   The Card Cheat
--------------------

There is just very few guitar at the end of the verses so I don´t want to tab it
but I know places where it´s written down so look there

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------------------
   Lover´s Rock
------------------
I think different chords work, but Barreé sound good,cause you can use just the upper 
strings if necessary...

   G   Am  D   C
e:-3---5---5---3
b:-3---5---7---5
g:-4---5---7---5
d:-5---7---7---5
a:-5---7---5---3
e:-3---5---5---3

Intro:
e:--------------------------------------------------------------------------
b:--------------------------------------------------------------------------
g:12-10-12-10-12-10-12b-12-----12b-rb-12-----12-10-12-10-12-10-14b-14--14~~~
d:--------------------------------------------------------------------------
a:--------------------------------------------------------------------------
e:--------------------------------------------------------------------------
    G                              Am
Yeh, you must treat your lover girl right
D(ring)                 N.C.
If you wanna make lover's rock  
G                             Am   D(ring)    N.C.
You must know a place you can kiss to make lovers rock  
'Cause everybody knows it's a crying shame  
D                    C
But nobody knows the poor baby's name  
When she forgot that thing that she had to swallow  

(The solos in the middle are great but I don´t have the time to tab them) 

You Western man, you're free with your seed  
When you make lovers rock  
But woops! there goes the strength that you need  
To make real cool lovers rock  
'Cause a genuine lover takes off his clothes  
And he can make a lover in a thousand go's  
An' she don't need that thing that she had to swallow

repeat several times with solos in the middle

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   Four Horsemen
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<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

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   I´m not down
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   Revolution Rock
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play all the guitarriffs with uppstrokes on the off-beat

Riff1
e:----------------------|
b:-7-7-7-7-11-11-11-11--|
g:-8-8-8-8-10-10-10-10--| 4x
d:-9-9-9-9--9--9--9--9--|
a:----------------------|
e:----------------------|

Riff2
e:------------------------------|
b:-9-9-9-9-11-11-11-11-9-9-9-9--|
g:-8-8-8-8-11-11-11-11-9-9-9-9--|
d:-7-7-7-7-11-11-11-11-9-9-9-9--| 4x
a:------------------------------|
e:------------------------------|

Al-ri-i-ight
e:---------|
b:--9-9--9-|
g:-10-9-10-|
d:-11-9-11-|
a:---------|
e:---------|

Intro Riff1 2x

Riff1
Revolution rock it is a brand new rock
A bad, bad rock, this here revolution rock
Careful how you move, Mac, you dig me in me back
An' I'm so pilled up that I rattle
I have got the sharpest knife, so I cut the biggest slice
But I've got no time to do battle

Riff2+Al-ri-i-ight
Everybody smash up your seats and rock to this
Brand new beat this here music mash up the nation
This here music cause a sensation
Tell your ma, tell your pa, everything's gonna be all right
Can't you feel it? Don't ignore it!
Gonna be Al-ri-i-ight

Riff1
Revolution rock, I am in a state of shock
So bad, bad rock, this here revolution rock
Careful how you slide, Clyde, all you did was glide
And you poured your beer in me hat
With my good eye on the beat, living on fixation street
And I ai't got no time for that

Riff2+Al-ri-i-ight
Everybody smash up your seat and rock to this brand new beat
This here music mash up the nation
This here music cause a sensation
Tell your mama tell your pa,
Can´t you feel it? Don´t ignore it!
Everythings gonna be alright

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-------------------
   Train in Vain
-------------------
Chords:
   D   A   F#m Bm
e:-2---0---2---2---|
b:-3---2---2---3---|
g:-2---2---2---4---|
d:-0---2---4---4---|
a:-----0---4---2---|
e:---------2---2---|

Intro
e:-----------------------|
b:-----------------------|
g:---2-----2-----2-----2-|
d:-----------------------| 4x
a:-0-----0-----0-----0---|
e:-----------------------|
Verse1:
           D   A            D  A
You say you stand by your man  
            D   A                   D   A
Tell me something I don't understand 
            D   A                      Bm
You said you love me, and that's a fact 
        D    A                        D   A
The you left me, said you felt trapped 
           D                      A
Well, some things you can explain away 
         Bm                       D
But the heartache's with me till this day 

Chorus:
                      D   A
You didn't stand by me 
              D   A
No, not at all 
                      D   A
You didn't stand by me  
      D   A
No way 

Verse2:
All the times when we were close 
I'll remember these things the most 
I see all my dreams come tumblin' down 
I can't be happy without you around 
So alone, I keep the wolves at bay 
And there's only one thing I can say 

Chorus

Bridge 
               A F#m     Bm           D   A
You must explaaaain why this must be 
        A F#m   Bm                  D   A
Did you liiiie when you spoke to me? 
Did you stand be me? No, not at all 

Verse3 like the first:
Now I got a job, but it don't pay 
I need new clothes, I need somewhere to stay 
But without all of these things I can do 
But without your love, I won't make it through 
But you don't understand my point of view 
I suppose there nothing I can do 

Chorus with Intro Riff 

Bridge 

Intro riff again 3x

e:-------------
b:-------------
g:--2-----2---2 10x
d:----4-2---4--
a:-------------
e:-------------
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go_back_to_go wrote on November 11 2006, 08:48 pm

Some of these are horribly wrong (eg. Death Or Glory)

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Eryknaj wrote on February 21 2008, 10:38 am

It isn't complete for a long time, some are wrong, and everything is written hard to understand. F.e why not write 355433 instead of xx5433, it looks weird, and if I didn't know "what's going on" in the song, or I would be new to play I wouldn't know how to play.

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lavazza wrote on March 1 2008, 10:22 am

I don´t really understand your problem with Death or Glory because (except maybe the melody) it sounds correct to me

I wrote it the way I like tabs.....some like them better if they are different and I didn´t write 355433 because I don´t think he plays the whole barré chord

But I´m always open for suggestions

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