Something Strange

Sticky Fingers

  • A6
    4
  • Bm
  • Em
  • F#m
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Tom:
Bm Bm Bm Bm Fist tight, wishing well, you're wonderful
F#m F#m F#m F#m Over the hill for now, forgotten
Bm Bm Bm Bm Departed sea and setting sun
F#m F#m F#m F#m And I have a dapper friend with a sinful love
Bm Bm Bm Bm Sticked in, shark fin, swim the boulevard
F#m F#m F#m F#m Chilli sauce, sting chicken wing and a ghetto blast
Bm Bm Bm Bm Off and away with our seat belts fastened
F#m F#m F#m F#m Looking for a girl from a Chinese garden
Bm Bm Bm Bm I’m starved of thoughts of swords and lords
F#m F#m F#m F#m And woman torn apart and all these snapper-headed freaks
Bm Bm Bm Bm In all their dynasty red carpet stores
F#m F#m F#m F#m Fist tight, wishing well, you're wonderful [Chorus: Dylan Frost]
Em Yes, it’s strange and I’m coming ‘cause I love your way
Bm Broke up the party so you’d turn me something strange
F#m Load me up and choke
A6 'Cause I’m low, low, low, yeah [Verse 2: DM I & Dylan Frost]
Bm Bm Bm Bm Caught up in a bad sitch
F#m F#m F#m F#m You’re just acting with that massive smile
Bm Bm Bm Bm Got all of these actors who love action
F#m F#m F#m F#m Like that Brad Pitt, Fight Club
Bm Bm Bm Bm Gonna come snatch ya to go rack some
F#m F#m F#m F#m Of that Caspar white stuff
Bm Bm Bm Bm (That’s not the vibe, love, not how you find love)
F#m F#m F#m F#m Coked up on that bad trip, to mount rat shit and it's taxing, right?
Bm Bm Bm Bm Normally you're active, you got passion
F#m F#m F#m F#m But you're passive right now
Bm Bm Bm Bm 'Cause of the antics you're wrapped in
F#m F#m F#m F#m With these practice guys, but
Bm Bm Bm Bm (That’s not the vibe, love, not how you find love)
F#m F#m F#m F#m Let's go, let's dash quick, and then pack before we catch a flight
Bm Bm Bm Bm To tour the axis of the atlas, in the blackness of night
F#m F#m F#m F#m Wake up on a mattress, with mad spliff and acid
Bm Bm Bm Bm Kilpatrick oysters and snappers, now dancing up on your catfish
F#m F#m F#m F#m Drink the wine and go intergalactic, go NASA, in the atmosphere
Bm Bm Bm Bm Get lost in the magic, like Shaq did in that classic era
F#m F#m F#m F#m Never come back to, this dark chapter, don't have no fear
Bm Bm Bm Bm (That’s a vibe, that’s a vibe, that's vibe) [Chorus: Dylan Frost]
Em Yes, it’s strange and I’m coming ‘cause I love your way
Bm Broke up the party so you’d turn me something strange
F#m Load me up and choke
A6 'Cause I’m low, low, low, yeah
Em Strange, yes, I’m coming but I lost my way
Bm Woke up beside you and I turn the other way
F#m Load me up and choke
A6 'Cause I’m low, low, low, yeah [Instrumental Break] [Bridge: Dylan Frost] That’s a vibe, that’s a vibe, that’s vibe [Outro: Dylan Frost]
Em F#m It’s the perfect day to throw it all away
Em F#m It’s the perfect day to throw it all away
Em F#m It’s the perfect day to throw it all away
Em F#m It’s the perfect day to throw it all away
Em F#m It’s the perfect day to throw it all away
Em F#m It’s the perfect day to throw it all away
Em F#m It’s the perfect day to throw it all away
Em A6 Low, low, low, low
Informações da música

Composição: Dylan Frost, Aderemi Kolawole, Taras Hrubyj-Piper, Eric Da Silva, Daniel Neurath, Patrick Cornwall e Seamus Coyle

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