Nobodys Fault chords by Aerosmith

Tuning D# G# C# F# A# d#

Intro:
D A C G A# F  E
F# E  F# E

verse 1:
F#          A B F#          A B
Lord, I must be dreamin' - what else could this be
F#        A B  F#        A B
Everybody's screamin - runnin' for the sea
F#          A B F#         A B
Holy Land's are sinkin' - birds take to the sky
F#              A B  F#         A B
Prophet's all are stinkin' drunk - I know the reason why

Pre Chorus 1:
B         C   B       C
Eyes are full of desire, mind is so ill at ease
B         C  B       C
Everything is on fire, shit piled up to the knees

F#                C     A B
Out of rhyme or reason - everyone's to blame
F#       B        F#7 A B
Children of the season don't be lame
D
Sorry, you're so sorry
       Bm
Don't be sorry
G                F#
Man has known and now he's blown it
F             E
Upside down and hell's the only sound
         D           C
We did an awful job, and now they say it's nobody's fault

verse 2:
F#     A B F#      A B
Old Saint Andres seven years ago
F#         A B   F#          A B
Shove it up their richters, red lights stop and go
F#       A B  F#         A B
Noblemen of courage listen with their ears
F#             A B  F#          A B
Spoke, but it's so discouraging when no one really hears

Pre Chorus 2:
B         C        B       C
One of these days you'll be sorry, too many houses on the stilt
B         C         B       C
Three million years or just a story, four on the floor up to the hilt

F#                C     A B
Out of rhyme or reason - everyone's to blame
F#       B        F#7 A B
Children of the season don't be lame
D
Sorry, you're so sorry
       Bm
Don't be sorry
G                F#
Man has known and now he's blown it
F             E
Upside down and hell's the only sound
         D           C
We did an awful job, and now we're just a little too late

Solo

Pre Chorus 3:
B         C    B       C
Eyes are full of desire, mind is so ill at ease
B          C  B       C
Everything is on fire, shit piled up in debris

F#              C     A B
California showtime, five'o'clock the news
F#       B              F#7 A B
Said everybody's concubine is prone to take a snooze
D
Sorry, you're so sorry
       Bm
Don't be sorry
G                F#
Man has known and now he's blown it
F             E
Upside down and hell's the only sound
         D           C
We did an awful job, and now we're just a little too late...

Outro:
F# E F# E