Meat Loaf : Piece of the action (Jacobs, Durkee)
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[G] [C] [D]
E |------------------7----------8~--------||
B |--8~----8--10-10----10--8--------------||
G |--------------------------7------------||
D |---------------------------------------||
A |---------------------------------------||
E |---------------------------------------||
S[G]omewhere a red-eyed w[Bm]aitress glances at anot[C]her movie maga[D]zi[Em]ne
D[Am]own on the corner there's a g[Asus]rocery b[Am]oy stuffin' b[C]oxes fulla hungry d[Dsus]reams[D]
S[C]omeone's cleanin' up the o[Am7]ffices, one wi[Em]ndow burnin' i[D]n the d[Em]ark
S[C]omebody's cryin' is there a[Am]ny way in h[Dsus]ell to light a c[D]omet from a s[Em]ingle s[D]park
W[G]orkin' so hard I can't reme[Bm]mber much about the f[C]reedom I been worki[D]n' f[Em]or
F[Am]elt like a prisoner til I looked in your eyes & saw the m[C]illion wide op[Em]en d[D]oors
Y[C]a tell me put a little m[Am7]oney away, well every d[Em]og will have his day in time[(G)]
Well I been s[C]lavin' like a dog and I got n[Am]othin' to show you
But a c[D]ollar and a fist fulla nickels and dimes
I want a p[C]iece, a piece[Bm] of the a[Am]ction
G[Em]immee a shot at the real thing
I want a p[C]iece of the action[Bm], a p[Am]iece of the action
Gonna t[Dsus]urn on the m[D]aster, gonna [Dsus]cut these s[D]trings
Gonna t[Dsus]urn on the m[D]aster, gonna [Dsus]cut these s[D]trings
B[G]een livin' just like[(Am)] my o[Bm]ld man did and neither o[C]ne of us could get it r[Em]ight
P[Am]unchin' in when the day begins, and punchin' o[C]ut the local boys at ni[D]ght
T[C]here's someone leanin' on a p[Am7]eelin' porch and someone l[Em]eavin' on a s[D]ilver p[Em]lan[D]e
And I f[C]inally know the man that I'd r[Am]ather be
And girl I w[D]on't be back to getcha 'til they know my name
I want a p[C]iece, a piece[Bm] of the a[Am]ction
G[Em]immee a shot at the real thing
I want a p[C]iece of the action,[Bm] a p[Am]iece of the action
Gonna t[Dsus]urn on the m[D]aster, gonna [Dsus]cut these s[D]trings
Gonna t[Dsus]urn on the m[D]aster, gonna [Dsus]cut these s[D]trings
Em Am D C D Em N.C.
Well they hand you a paycheck every week & steal a piece of your soul every day
Well I don't n[C]eed no gold watch i[Bm]n f[Am]ifty years, b[D]aby let's be golden today
I want a p[C]iece, a piece[Bm] of the a[Am]ction
G[Em]immee a shot at the real thing
I want a p[C]iece of the action,[Bm] a p[Am]iece of the action
Gonna t[D]urn on the master, gonna cut these strings
I want a p[C]iece, a piece[Bm] of the a[Am]ction
G[Em]immee a shot at the real thing
I want a p[C]iece of the action, (G[Bm]od) I'm b[Am]reakin' my backbone
Gonna t[Dsus]urn on the m[D]aster, gonna cut these strings
(Solo:)
[C] [Bm] [Am]
[Em]
[F#m] [C] [Bm] [Am]
[Dsus]
I want a p[C]iece, a piece[Bm] of the a[Am]ction
G[Em]immee a shot at the real thing
I want a p[C]iece of the action,[Bm] a p[Am]iece of the action
Gonna t[Dsus]urn on the m[D]aster, gonna [Dsus]cut these s[D]trings
Gonna t[Dsus]urn on the m[D]aster, gonna [Dsus]cut these s[D]trings
S[G]omewhere a red-eyed w[Bm]aitress glances at anot[C]her movie mag[D]az[Em]ine
D[Am]own on the corner there's a g[Asus]rocery b[Am]oy stuffin' b[C]oxes fulla hungry d[Dsus2]reams...
Keep rockin !
Max ( [email protected] )
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[G] [C] [D]
E |------------------7----------8~--------||
B |--8~----8--10-10----10--8--------------||
G |--------------------------7------------||
D |---------------------------------------||
A |---------------------------------------||
E |---------------------------------------||
S[G]omewhere a red-eyed w[Bm]aitress glances at anot[C]her movie maga[D]zi[Em]ne
D[Am]own on the corner there's a g[Asus]rocery b[Am]oy stuffin' b[C]oxes fulla hungry d[Dsus]reams[D]
S[C]omeone's cleanin' up the o[Am7]ffices, one wi[Em]ndow burnin' i[D]n the d[Em]ark
S[C]omebody's cryin' is there a[Am]ny way in h[Dsus]ell to light a c[D]omet from a s[Em]ingle s[D]park
W[G]orkin' so hard I can't reme[Bm]mber much about the f[C]reedom I been worki[D]n' f[Em]or
F[Am]elt like a prisoner til I looked in your eyes & saw the m[C]illion wide op[Em]en d[D]oors
Y[C]a tell me put a little m[Am7]oney away, well every d[Em]og will have his day in time[(G)]
Well I been s[C]lavin' like a dog and I got n[Am]othin' to show you
But a c[D]ollar and a fist fulla nickels and dimes
I want a p[C]iece, a piece[Bm] of the a[Am]ction
G[Em]immee a shot at the real thing
I want a p[C]iece of the action[Bm], a p[Am]iece of the action
Gonna t[Dsus]urn on the m[D]aster, gonna [Dsus]cut these s[D]trings
Gonna t[Dsus]urn on the m[D]aster, gonna [Dsus]cut these s[D]trings
B[G]een livin' just like[(Am)] my o[Bm]ld man did and neither o[C]ne of us could get it r[Em]ight
P[Am]unchin' in when the day begins, and punchin' o[C]ut the local boys at ni[D]ght
T[C]here's someone leanin' on a p[Am7]eelin' porch and someone l[Em]eavin' on a s[D]ilver p[Em]lan[D]e
And I f[C]inally know the man that I'd r[Am]ather be
And girl I w[D]on't be back to getcha 'til they know my name
I want a p[C]iece, a piece[Bm] of the a[Am]ction
G[Em]immee a shot at the real thing
I want a p[C]iece of the action,[Bm] a p[Am]iece of the action
Gonna t[Dsus]urn on the m[D]aster, gonna [Dsus]cut these s[D]trings
Gonna t[Dsus]urn on the m[D]aster, gonna [Dsus]cut these s[D]trings
Em Am D C D Em N.C.
Well they hand you a paycheck every week & steal a piece of your soul every day
Well I don't n[C]eed no gold watch i[Bm]n f[Am]ifty years, b[D]aby let's be golden today
I want a p[C]iece, a piece[Bm] of the a[Am]ction
G[Em]immee a shot at the real thing
I want a p[C]iece of the action,[Bm] a p[Am]iece of the action
Gonna t[D]urn on the master, gonna cut these strings
I want a p[C]iece, a piece[Bm] of the a[Am]ction
G[Em]immee a shot at the real thing
I want a p[C]iece of the action, (G[Bm]od) I'm b[Am]reakin' my backbone
Gonna t[Dsus]urn on the m[D]aster, gonna cut these strings
(Solo:)
[C] [Bm] [Am]
[Em]
[F#m] [C] [Bm] [Am]
[Dsus]
I want a p[C]iece, a piece[Bm] of the a[Am]ction
G[Em]immee a shot at the real thing
I want a p[C]iece of the action,[Bm] a p[Am]iece of the action
Gonna t[Dsus]urn on the m[D]aster, gonna [Dsus]cut these s[D]trings
Gonna t[Dsus]urn on the m[D]aster, gonna [Dsus]cut these s[D]trings
S[G]omewhere a red-eyed w[Bm]aitress glances at anot[C]her movie mag[D]az[Em]ine
D[Am]own on the corner there's a g[Asus]rocery b[Am]oy stuffin' b[C]oxes fulla hungry d[Dsus2]reams...
Keep rockin !
Max ( [email protected] )
