Chords for Amigo The Devil - hungover in jonestown (audio)
Tempo:
166.25 bpm
Chords used:
Bm
A
F#
Em
A#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Bm] [A]
[Bm]
[A]
[B] [Bm]
[A#m]
[Bm]
[F] [A#m]
[N] [Bm] You are the hammer, I am the nail, [F#] building [G] a house in the fire on the hill.
There is [F#] a string that leads me to hope, I tied the noose but you are the rope.
And it [E] was a lie that got me in bed, I [B] am the dog, you are the shed.
I can't [F#] find the perk in the perk set when you're not [B]
around.
And this is the fight that's haunt me to feel, I [F#] am the drunk, you are the wheel.
[Bm] So I sleep till the night, there comes another day, and [Em] the day is just another little thing in our way.
[A] No one ever chooses to be a flawed [Bm] design.
But [F#] this life is a [E] joke, the death is the [Bm] punchline.
You are the queen, I am the rook, you are the [A#m] fire and I burn like a book.
Don't [Bm] know how this one ends till I die, [F#] and the oddest part of reliable [B] is the [Bm] lie.
The greater the [Em] power, the more the abuse.
You [Bm] are the hand, I worship the bruise.
[F#] If romance is dead, I guess I'm a [Bm] necrophiliac.
But [E] every god needs a sacrifice, [F#] I am the cross and you [G#] are the Christ.
So [Bm] I drink till the night, there comes another day, and [Em] the day is just another little thing in our way.
[A] There's something about the way you feed me [Bm] now, that I'll never learn.
For the [Em] pint of no return, the pain [A] in my chest, the stain [A#m] on your dress, the glass [Bm] in my eye.
[F#] But this life is a [E] joke, and death is [A] the [Bm] punchline.
[Em]
Life is [E] a joke, and death is [Bm] the punchline.
[Em]
Life [A] is a joke, and death is [Bm] the punchline.
[Em]
This life [A] is a joke, and death is [Bm] the punchline.
[Em]
This life [A] is a joke, and death [Bm] is the punchline.
This [Em]
life [A] is a joke, [A#m] and death [Bm] is the punchline.
[A#] [F#]
[D]
[Bm]
[A]
[B] [Bm]
[A#m]
[Bm]
[F] [A#m]
[N] [Bm] You are the hammer, I am the nail, [F#] building [G] a house in the fire on the hill.
There is [F#] a string that leads me to hope, I tied the noose but you are the rope.
And it [E] was a lie that got me in bed, I [B] am the dog, you are the shed.
I can't [F#] find the perk in the perk set when you're not [B]
around.
And this is the fight that's haunt me to feel, I [F#] am the drunk, you are the wheel.
[Bm] So I sleep till the night, there comes another day, and [Em] the day is just another little thing in our way.
[A] No one ever chooses to be a flawed [Bm] design.
But [F#] this life is a [E] joke, the death is the [Bm] punchline.
You are the queen, I am the rook, you are the [A#m] fire and I burn like a book.
Don't [Bm] know how this one ends till I die, [F#] and the oddest part of reliable [B] is the [Bm] lie.
The greater the [Em] power, the more the abuse.
You [Bm] are the hand, I worship the bruise.
[F#] If romance is dead, I guess I'm a [Bm] necrophiliac.
But [E] every god needs a sacrifice, [F#] I am the cross and you [G#] are the Christ.
So [Bm] I drink till the night, there comes another day, and [Em] the day is just another little thing in our way.
[A] There's something about the way you feed me [Bm] now, that I'll never learn.
For the [Em] pint of no return, the pain [A] in my chest, the stain [A#m] on your dress, the glass [Bm] in my eye.
[F#] But this life is a [E] joke, and death is [A] the [Bm] punchline.
[Em]
Life is [E] a joke, and death is [Bm] the punchline.
[Em]
Life [A] is a joke, and death is [Bm] the punchline.
[Em]
This life [A] is a joke, and death is [Bm] the punchline.
[Em]
This life [A] is a joke, and death [Bm] is the punchline.
This [Em]
life [A] is a joke, [A#m] and death [Bm] is the punchline.
[A#] [F#]
[D]
Key:
Bm
A
F#
Em
A#m
Bm
A
F#
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] You are the hammer, I am the nail, [F#] building [G] a house in the fire on the hill.
There is [F#] a string that leads me to hope, I tied the noose but you are the rope.
And it [E] was a lie that got me in bed, I [B] am the dog, you are the shed.
I can't [F#] find the perk in the perk set when you're not [B]
around.
_ _ _ And this is the fight that's haunt me to feel, I [F#] am the drunk, you are the wheel. _ _
[Bm] So I sleep till the night, there comes another day, and [Em] the day is just another little thing in our way.
[A] No one ever chooses to be a flawed [Bm] design. _ _ _ _
_ But [F#] this life is a [E] joke, the death is the [Bm] _ punchline. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You are the queen, I am the rook, you are the [A#m] fire and I burn like a book.
Don't [Bm] know how this one ends till I die, [F#] and the oddest part of reliable [B] is the [Bm] lie. _ _ _
The greater the [Em] power, the more the abuse.
You [Bm] are the hand, I worship the bruise.
[F#] If romance is dead, I guess I'm a [Bm] _ necrophiliac.
_ _ But [E] every god needs a sacrifice, _ [F#] I am the cross and you [G#] are the Christ.
_ So _ [Bm] I drink till the night, there comes another day, and [Em] the day is just another little thing in our way.
[A] There's something about the way you feed me [Bm] now, _ _ _ that I'll never learn.
_ _ _ For the [Em] pint of no _ return, the pain [A] in my chest, the stain [A#m] on your dress, the glass [Bm] in my eye.
_ _ _ [F#] But this life is a [E] joke, and death is [A] the _ [Bm] punchline.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ Life is [E] a joke, _ _ _ and death is [Bm] the _ _ punchline. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ Life [A] is a joke, _ _ _ and death is [Bm] the _ _ punchline. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ This life [A] is a joke, _ _ and death is [Bm] the _ punchline. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ This life [A] is a joke, _ _ and death [Bm] is the _ _ punchline. _ _ _ _
This _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ life [A] is a joke, _ [A#m] _ and death [Bm] is the _ _ punchline. _ _ _ _
_ _ [A#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] You are the hammer, I am the nail, [F#] building [G] a house in the fire on the hill.
There is [F#] a string that leads me to hope, I tied the noose but you are the rope.
And it [E] was a lie that got me in bed, I [B] am the dog, you are the shed.
I can't [F#] find the perk in the perk set when you're not [B]
around.
_ _ _ And this is the fight that's haunt me to feel, I [F#] am the drunk, you are the wheel. _ _
[Bm] So I sleep till the night, there comes another day, and [Em] the day is just another little thing in our way.
[A] No one ever chooses to be a flawed [Bm] design. _ _ _ _
_ But [F#] this life is a [E] joke, the death is the [Bm] _ punchline. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You are the queen, I am the rook, you are the [A#m] fire and I burn like a book.
Don't [Bm] know how this one ends till I die, [F#] and the oddest part of reliable [B] is the [Bm] lie. _ _ _
The greater the [Em] power, the more the abuse.
You [Bm] are the hand, I worship the bruise.
[F#] If romance is dead, I guess I'm a [Bm] _ necrophiliac.
_ _ But [E] every god needs a sacrifice, _ [F#] I am the cross and you [G#] are the Christ.
_ So _ [Bm] I drink till the night, there comes another day, and [Em] the day is just another little thing in our way.
[A] There's something about the way you feed me [Bm] now, _ _ _ that I'll never learn.
_ _ _ For the [Em] pint of no _ return, the pain [A] in my chest, the stain [A#m] on your dress, the glass [Bm] in my eye.
_ _ _ [F#] But this life is a [E] joke, and death is [A] the _ [Bm] punchline.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ Life is [E] a joke, _ _ _ and death is [Bm] the _ _ punchline. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ Life [A] is a joke, _ _ _ and death is [Bm] the _ _ punchline. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ This life [A] is a joke, _ _ and death is [Bm] the _ punchline. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ This life [A] is a joke, _ _ and death [Bm] is the _ _ punchline. _ _ _ _
This _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ life [A] is a joke, _ [A#m] _ and death [Bm] is the _ _ punchline. _ _ _ _
_ _ [A#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _