Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E) Under the storm - The la Fontaines N.C. means to clapp hands Chorus: N.C. Its complicated, up to my knees in it N.C. And I pray please kill it, but it won’t go N.C. So frustrated, I fell asleep dreaming N.C. Am Just as the clouds clear, I wake up under the storm F G# Am F G# G#m
Verse 1: A It’s blood red, the streets run with no cause A Quick dash for quick cash, no pause A Round here, find a little rope E A Throw it in the sky, you can catch a little hope A And that’s real in effect A Because that money seems to make a man, feel some respect A So tell me who’s spreading the butter? F A Because I’m trying to make bread, but I’m stuck in the gutter A But they say its just a matter of time A Every Friday morning, about a quarter to nine A When I’m, standing in line, bide my time E For that, one job, that their claiming is mine A And if it don’t come, then I’ll say that its fine D A Knowing that it’s straight back, to just writing this rhyme A No change in my pocket, not a penny or dime F Just a fucked up economy, declining with time Chorus: A N.C Its complicated, up to my knees in it N.C And I pray please kill it, but it won’t go A N.C So frustrated, I fell asleep dreaming N.C Am Just as the clouds clear, I wake up under the storm F G# Am A A F G# Verse 2: A We built this from nothing, tell me I’m wrong A You get showered with it, under the storm A We fight for this war, understand the cause E Rewrite the whole chapter, and change the laws A So let the battle proceed, the greed we can’t stand A Fuck your plan, I’m a one man band A I don’t need shit, not one mans hand F If life is a beach, I’ll dance in the sand A Lets make it clear, believe that I can man A Any beat or verse, I will rip it while I handstand A Chain me up, or shackle and beat E I don’t fall with the weak, I march on my feet A Never tell tall tails, when I’m screaming on a beat A So I’m aiming for the charts, but they feel it in the street A D Same reason that they see me and they beep F When there cruzin’ in their jeep or there running in their fleet Chorus: A N.C Its complicated, up to my knees in it N.C And I pray please kill it, but it won’t go A N.C So frustrated, I fell asleep dreaming N.C A Just as the clouds clear, I wake up under the storm F G# A F A D E A G D F E D E Verse 3: A G We were bred for this war, shackled and beat D F Watched the weak fall, we arose to our feet E D Entertained the crowd, dominated the stage C E In truth, we ain’t nothing but puppets in a cage A G Dignity gone, self respect lost F#m F Warned before, that this would come at a cost E D When every fight dawns, and it could be your last C G#m A A suspect reflection, draws over your past Am Battle commences, bombard the toms F#m F Gun shot sounds, play rhythm to the songs E D Warriors advance, tread new ground E We mast flags on land we found A G Under siege, the Calvary pulls near Dm F Militant force is replaced by fear Em D Men turn boys, as they hound us down C Am But we stand tall, to guard our crown Outro: G F#m F Its complicated, up to my knees in it E D C G# And I pray please kill it, but it won’t go A Am G F#m F So frustrated, I fell asleep dreaming E D C G# A Just as the clouds clear, I wake up under the storm A
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