Chords for Ceschi - Electrocardiographs (Official Video)
Tempo:
153 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
Am
F
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] Catholic schoolboys rule, nine fingers to the sun, [G] happy or woke, I woke up fully clothed
and broke as fuck, so repressed that I cringe when British folks say the word cunt, systemically
made us felons so we would never hold their guns, only hire shooters, never been to Hooters,
if this was Los Angeles in 92 I'd be a looter, Kanye sends dick pics, I send dog pics, how
the hell am I 36 and so fucking defiant, swam back to the trap modus, most trap rappers
and clients like clockwork, our country's blessed and obsessed with ultra violence,
working in the drug world, you see a lot of grown men crying, I was actually born in July,
most these guys are Leo's Lion, [C] touch a lot of dollars, all of it I owe to [Am] others, never
wanted to fuck with crack, after I saw it, fuck my [G] father, this life has a lot to offer,
sweet poisonous kisses [Dm] from the lips of priests or devil's daughters, precious dicks and [C] mistresses,
quick to spit the venom in things with several sicknesses, [Am] severing heads with liquid sedatives
and sentiments slide like sedimentary mud, these fuckers won't [G] take me alive, which hurts
when I've done, they're not breaking my prime and I'm too fat [Dm] to run, so I'll die, holy fuck,
like the body of Christ [C]
inside of a nun's cunt, no no no that's too much, [G] it's the post-apose
of the poet and I grow into another punch drunk punk, today I'm overthinking [Am] of a population
that voted for Trump, [F] of the one time in junior [C] high when a little boy called me skunk, [G] because
he saw my [Am] skin was light but I wasn't white enough, [F] thought English wasn't my [C] mother tongue
because my family was Puerto Rican, [G] suburban Connecticut [Am] kids laughed at a name that sounded
foreign, [F] never quite fit in with the [C] other ones on the teacher's attendance list, [G] in
California when I [Am] was 11 they asked me to talk Mexican, [F] got so stick in explaining [C] that
eventually I just said yes yes yes yes yes that's fine, [G] everything is a [Am] test, everything
falls in line, [F] like flat ones in [C] electrocardiographs when we die, [G] everything is [Am] a test, eye against
eye against [F] eye, in the meantime use those [C] brains to redefine that [G] life, everything is
[Am] a test, everything falls in line, [F] like flat ones in [C] electrocardiographs when we die, [G]
everything
is a [Am] test, everything falls in [F] line, like flat ones in [C] electrocardiographs when we die.
and broke as fuck, so repressed that I cringe when British folks say the word cunt, systemically
made us felons so we would never hold their guns, only hire shooters, never been to Hooters,
if this was Los Angeles in 92 I'd be a looter, Kanye sends dick pics, I send dog pics, how
the hell am I 36 and so fucking defiant, swam back to the trap modus, most trap rappers
and clients like clockwork, our country's blessed and obsessed with ultra violence,
working in the drug world, you see a lot of grown men crying, I was actually born in July,
most these guys are Leo's Lion, [C] touch a lot of dollars, all of it I owe to [Am] others, never
wanted to fuck with crack, after I saw it, fuck my [G] father, this life has a lot to offer,
sweet poisonous kisses [Dm] from the lips of priests or devil's daughters, precious dicks and [C] mistresses,
quick to spit the venom in things with several sicknesses, [Am] severing heads with liquid sedatives
and sentiments slide like sedimentary mud, these fuckers won't [G] take me alive, which hurts
when I've done, they're not breaking my prime and I'm too fat [Dm] to run, so I'll die, holy fuck,
like the body of Christ [C]
inside of a nun's cunt, no no no that's too much, [G] it's the post-apose
of the poet and I grow into another punch drunk punk, today I'm overthinking [Am] of a population
that voted for Trump, [F] of the one time in junior [C] high when a little boy called me skunk, [G] because
he saw my [Am] skin was light but I wasn't white enough, [F] thought English wasn't my [C] mother tongue
because my family was Puerto Rican, [G] suburban Connecticut [Am] kids laughed at a name that sounded
foreign, [F] never quite fit in with the [C] other ones on the teacher's attendance list, [G] in
California when I [Am] was 11 they asked me to talk Mexican, [F] got so stick in explaining [C] that
eventually I just said yes yes yes yes yes that's fine, [G] everything is a [Am] test, everything
falls in line, [F] like flat ones in [C] electrocardiographs when we die, [G] everything is [Am] a test, eye against
eye against [F] eye, in the meantime use those [C] brains to redefine that [G] life, everything is
[Am] a test, everything falls in line, [F] like flat ones in [C] electrocardiographs when we die, [G]
everything
is a [Am] test, everything falls in [F] line, like flat ones in [C] electrocardiographs when we die.
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_ _ _ [G] Catholic schoolboys rule, nine fingers to the sun, [G] happy or woke, I woke up fully clothed
and broke as fuck, so repressed that I cringe when British folks say the word cunt, systemically
made us felons so we would never hold their guns, only hire shooters, never been to Hooters,
if this was Los Angeles in 92 I'd be a looter, Kanye sends dick pics, I send dog pics, how
the hell am I 36 and so fucking defiant, swam back to the trap modus, most trap rappers
and clients like clockwork, our country's blessed and obsessed with ultra violence,
working in the drug world, you see a lot of grown men crying, I was actually born in July,
most these guys are Leo's Lion, [C] touch a lot of dollars, all of it I owe to [Am] others, never
wanted to fuck with crack, after I saw it, fuck my [G] father, this life has a lot to offer,
sweet poisonous kisses [Dm] from the lips of priests or devil's daughters, precious dicks and [C] mistresses,
quick to spit the venom in things with several sicknesses, [Am] severing heads with liquid sedatives
and sentiments slide like sedimentary mud, these fuckers won't [G] take me alive, which hurts
when I've done, they're not breaking my prime and I'm too fat [Dm] to run, so I'll die, holy fuck,
like the body of Christ [C]
inside of a nun's cunt, no no no that's too much, [G] it's the post-apose
of the poet and I grow into another punch drunk punk, today I'm overthinking [Am] of a population
that voted for Trump, [F] of the one time in junior [C] high when a little boy called me skunk, [G] because
he saw my [Am] skin was light but I wasn't white enough, [F] thought English wasn't my [C] mother tongue
because my family was Puerto Rican, [G] suburban Connecticut [Am] kids laughed at a name that sounded
foreign, [F] never quite fit in with the [C] other ones on the teacher's attendance list, [G] in
California when I [Am] was 11 they asked me to talk Mexican, [F] got so stick in explaining [C] that
eventually I just said yes yes yes yes yes that's fine, [G] everything is a [Am] test, everything
falls in line, [F] like flat ones in [C] _ _ electrocardiographs when we die, [G] everything is [Am] a test, eye against
eye against [F] eye, in the meantime use those [C] brains to redefine that [G] life, everything is
[Am] a test, everything falls in line, [F] like flat ones in [C] _ _ electrocardiographs when we die, [G]
everything
is a [Am] test, _ everything falls in [F] line, like flat ones in [C] _ _ electrocardiographs when we die. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [G] Catholic schoolboys rule, nine fingers to the sun, [G] happy or woke, I woke up fully clothed
and broke as fuck, so repressed that I cringe when British folks say the word cunt, systemically
made us felons so we would never hold their guns, only hire shooters, never been to Hooters,
if this was Los Angeles in 92 I'd be a looter, Kanye sends dick pics, I send dog pics, how
the hell am I 36 and so fucking defiant, swam back to the trap modus, most trap rappers
and clients like clockwork, our country's blessed and obsessed with ultra violence,
working in the drug world, you see a lot of grown men crying, I was actually born in July,
most these guys are Leo's Lion, [C] touch a lot of dollars, all of it I owe to [Am] others, never
wanted to fuck with crack, after I saw it, fuck my [G] father, this life has a lot to offer,
sweet poisonous kisses [Dm] from the lips of priests or devil's daughters, precious dicks and [C] mistresses,
quick to spit the venom in things with several sicknesses, [Am] severing heads with liquid sedatives
and sentiments slide like sedimentary mud, these fuckers won't [G] take me alive, which hurts
when I've done, they're not breaking my prime and I'm too fat [Dm] to run, so I'll die, holy fuck,
like the body of Christ [C]
inside of a nun's cunt, no no no that's too much, [G] it's the post-apose
of the poet and I grow into another punch drunk punk, today I'm overthinking [Am] of a population
that voted for Trump, [F] of the one time in junior [C] high when a little boy called me skunk, [G] because
he saw my [Am] skin was light but I wasn't white enough, [F] thought English wasn't my [C] mother tongue
because my family was Puerto Rican, [G] suburban Connecticut [Am] kids laughed at a name that sounded
foreign, [F] never quite fit in with the [C] other ones on the teacher's attendance list, [G] in
California when I [Am] was 11 they asked me to talk Mexican, [F] got so stick in explaining [C] that
eventually I just said yes yes yes yes yes that's fine, [G] everything is a [Am] test, everything
falls in line, [F] like flat ones in [C] _ _ electrocardiographs when we die, [G] everything is [Am] a test, eye against
eye against [F] eye, in the meantime use those [C] brains to redefine that [G] life, everything is
[Am] a test, everything falls in line, [F] like flat ones in [C] _ _ electrocardiographs when we die, [G]
everything
is a [Am] test, _ everything falls in [F] line, like flat ones in [C] _ _ electrocardiographs when we die. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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