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Куплет 1: C C Сынок! Я мог бы стать артистом, Gm Ну или футболистом, G Охранником плечистым, C Мог банки охранять. А мог бы я в порыв

Вступление: F7 Bm6 | Bm6 | F7 | F7 | Bm6/Gb | Bm/Gb F7 Fmdim7/Gb | Fmdim7/Gb | F7 Bm | Bm | Gb | Gb | Bm | Bm | Gb | Gb Fsus4 F7 Bm C/F F7 Bm За годом

G Утро, вечер... Я уже другой. H C Утро, вечер... Много это или мало? G Завтра встану с головой пустой. H C Как приятно всё опять начать сначала H C

H Mommy baked an apple pie H#m C Sayin "Hush, my baby, don't you cry now" H Eva Braun is next to you, H#m C Welcome to the friggin' zoo! H I don't want y

Bm B H In school you get a loose-leaf book. Bm B H First thing you drew in it was znook. Bm B H

Gm F Down a tunnel, in a tube C G On the road, knocked down and bruised Gm F Some man laid with blood in hair G G And beside him was a bear. B

C G She lives in California, C LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA! C G She is my friend and that is why, C Really want to repeat all the time, Really want to repeat all the

G Peasant farmers in blue jeans, Picking Big Macs by the phone, Lazy cowgirls on the beach, Gm Drinking Pepsi with a moan! Watching tits on MTV, Milk and honey! Russia's free!

F Fm "The Declaration of the Human Rights!" - F Fm I am sure that never die. F Fm "CNN and UNO" - F Fm I feel that I'm not

H H Feeling lonely and upset, C H I'm locked in the frames of the reality, H Being pressed by my guilty past, C H

C7 Now every morning at 7 o'clock, I get out of my bed and I step on the rock. And the chinese boss comes and says: "Keep still! Roll up your sleeve and give me that drill". Now you shoot up junk and

Fm Cm C Disobedience is a part of the game, C Fm Where the rules are always the same, Fm Cm C Where everybody p

Fm We know what is going on: Here comes the fascist control! C They force you to be sober, Then ask you to be quiet, And if you don't obey, They'll kill you in a riot! Fm Fuck their cont

Cm F G Little people in the subway! Cm F G Little people in the square! Cm F G Little people riding busses Cm F G Lit

H G H G Don't talk to me, I can hear! H G H G Stop scaring me, I can disappear! I know, I know, I know. I know, I know, The only thing I know is that I'm sto

G F#m G G Anarchy is a crime if it is out of dirt F#m G But this worst crime was sanctified by some balding quirk C G

G She used look good (yeah!) to me B Trying to watch top of the pops C But then I kissed her and run away G B Leaving her a lolly-pop Marlin Monroe and her perfumed air Her

Fm F G G I'm better red than dead, F G F Fm I'm better red, red, red than dead, I better eat my brain for breakfast, And make it, do it, make it fast! I can

F B Don't bite the hand, F C F The hand that feeds G B Gonna bite yours, F B Yours - till it bleeds! G B F My bl

G F Bm Нью Мьюзикэл Экспресс - полнейшее говно, Bm F G Не стоит покупать его. F Bm Официальный хит продаж среди

G I know somebody'll grin about my being strange Cm G But I've got a surprise for them - a world to rearrange 'Cause when I get much older, older than today

B More or less! More or less! More or less! More or less! Hm H More or less! More or less! - organized chaos! B More or less! More or less! More or less! Mo

C I made my own evolution, Now I'm living without illusions, H7 C G Now I'm not so straight as I was. C Too many people were involved, But then I found out that they were s

C It's punky night, it's punky night tonight, It's punky night, it's punky night tonight. G Give us a candle, give us a light, C If you don't - you'll get a fright. C G C This is p

Fm Fm It's a world of hashish laughter F H Fm And a world of liquor tears Fm It's a world of cocaine hopes F G And a world of acid fears H

C День за днём и год за годом C Ты терял свою свободу, Hm Стал расчётливым и взрослым, C Прагматичным и серьёзным. Ничего теперь не надо. Просто дайте, дайте денег, Дайте денег и побольше, Дене

F Straight edge! Straight edge! - C Hm Stupid punx believe in straight edge! F Straight edge! Straight edge! - C Hm Stupid scum believe in straight edge! H Hm

Gm Southern trees bear a Strange, strange fruit, Blood on the leaves And blood at the root, C Black bodies swinging In the southern breeze, Strange fruit hanging

Cm H#m We can call it - government solutions Cm H#m We can call it - Lenin's illusions Cm H#m We can call it - someth

F G F#m The cancer grows F G F#m F G I know because I feel it deep within my bones F#m F Because at my complacency G F#m It