| C#5 E B5 F# | B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5 |
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Dogtown
(The Fratellis)
Capo: 2
||: C#5 E B5 F# | B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5 :||
There's a [C#5]snakeskin [E]bedroom [B5]bang in the [F#]middle
B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5
Of a fun''ny little place called "Hell." (Oh well.)
[C#5]Everybody [E]there's got [B5]trouble by the [F#]dozen
B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5
It's a lone-ly little place to dwell . .
[G#]. Hope I don't make the trip through the floor
You [F#]told me once, "I want it but you [G#]wanted it more"
||: C#5 E B5 F# | B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5 :||
[C#5]I know [E]kung fu, [B5]you know [F#]nothing
B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5
But toge''-ther we can make it real. (Good deal.)
[C#5]Kicking our [E]own way [B5]out of every [F#]prison
B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5
With my brains and your high heels . .
[G#]. Love your myth coupled with your vast ocean [G#]. [G].
[F#]Take my eyes as the prize [G#]for your devotion [G#]. [A].
| Bb | Bb | Bb | Bb | Eb7 | Eb7 | Bb | Bb |
[Bb]. Oh take me to El Rey I got this real need to pray
. Come find me where the vampires all keep their heads on display
[Eb7]. I'm a new man living in a old skin
. I've been dead to you ever since Berlin
[Bb]. Oh teacher, I'm restless, just say the word and I'll be blame[B]less
[C]Make me a saint I'll be the voice of restraint
I'll take [B]their [Bb]bullwhips and stones without a hint of [A]com[G#]plaint
||: C#5 E B5 F# | B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5 :||
[C#5]I met [E]God in [B5]Dogtown [F#]isn't it
B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5
A fun'-ny thing to know you've died? (Doves cried.)
[C#5]Angels [E]wept just as [B5]if I was a [F#]brother
B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5
And sang the blues for my bride . .
[C#5]I've been keeping [E]time in a [B5]skeleton [F#]soul band
B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5
Don't it make your heart just bleed? (In-deed.)
[C#5]Keeping my [E]nose clean, [B5]hoping I can [F#]crash land
B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5
Back where I've got mouths to feed . .
[G#]. I'll be home once I've paid for my confusion [G#]. [G].
You'll [F#]see me in the fires of your [G#]own disillusion [G#]. [A]. [Bb].
| Bb | Bb | Bb | Bb | Eb7 | Eb7 | Bb | Bb |
| Bb Bb | Bb Bb F G A | Bb Bb | Bb Bb F G A |
1 3 1 3 & 4 &
| Bb Bb | Bb Bb F G A | Bb Bb | Bb Bb |
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Dogtown
(The Fratellis)
Capo: 2
||: C#5 E B5 F# | B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5 :||
There's a [C#5]snakeskin [E]bedroom [B5]bang in the [F#]middle
B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5
Of a fun''ny little place called "Hell." (Oh well.)
[C#5]Everybody [E]there's got [B5]trouble by the [F#]dozen
B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5
It's a lone-ly little place to dwell . .
[G#]. Hope I don't make the trip through the floor
You [F#]told me once, "I want it but you [G#]wanted it more"
||: C#5 E B5 F# | B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5 :||
[C#5]I know [E]kung fu, [B5]you know [F#]nothing
B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5
But toge''-ther we can make it real. (Good deal.)
[C#5]Kicking our [E]own way [B5]out of every [F#]prison
B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5
With my brains and your high heels . .
[G#]. Love your myth coupled with your vast ocean [G#]. [G].
[F#]Take my eyes as the prize [G#]for your devotion [G#]. [A].
| Bb | Bb | Bb | Bb | Eb7 | Eb7 | Bb | Bb |
[Bb]. Oh take me to El Rey I got this real need to pray
. Come find me where the vampires all keep their heads on display
[Eb7]. I'm a new man living in a old skin
. I've been dead to you ever since Berlin
[Bb]. Oh teacher, I'm restless, just say the word and I'll be blame[B]less
[C]Make me a saint I'll be the voice of restraint
I'll take [B]their [Bb]bullwhips and stones without a hint of [A]com[G#]plaint
||: C#5 E B5 F# | B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5 :||
[C#5]I met [E]God in [B5]Dogtown [F#]isn't it
B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5
A fun'-ny thing to know you've died? (Doves cried.)
[C#5]Angels [E]wept just as [B5]if I was a [F#]brother
B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5
And sang the blues for my bride . .
[C#5]I've been keeping [E]time in a [B5]skeleton [F#]soul band
B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5
Don't it make your heart just bleed? (In-deed.)
[C#5]Keeping my [E]nose clean, [B5]hoping I can [F#]crash land
B5 > C#5 C#5 B5 C#5 E5 C#5
Back where I've got mouths to feed . .
[G#]. I'll be home once I've paid for my confusion [G#]. [G].
You'll [F#]see me in the fires of your [G#]own disillusion [G#]. [A]. [Bb].
| Bb | Bb | Bb | Bb | Eb7 | Eb7 | Bb | Bb |
| Bb Bb | Bb Bb F G A | Bb Bb | Bb Bb F G A |
1 3 1 3 & 4 &
| Bb Bb | Bb Bb F G A | Bb Bb | Bb Bb |
