Chords for Creature Feature - Grave Robber At Large (Official Lyrics Video)
Tempo:
80.2 bpm
Chords used:
C
Am
A
B
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [Am] [A]
There was something [C] strange down by the [Am] cemetery, emptying the grave.
[C] Left and [Am] right, ghastly schemes and [C] ghoulish [Am] undertakings underneath the [C] pale moonlight.
[Am]
Just the day they [C] invented the [Am] prematurely water-fueled waste of [C] potential savings.
[Am] It's a damn shame to [C] discard [Am] inventory, think outside the box if [C] all else [Cm] fails.
Death is my [B] business, and [C] business is [Am] good.
They are too great, rubber and not slim, invited by modern [A] law.
They are supreme, for [Am] arresting people is probably duty made for the reason it seems.
Skeletal remains are [C] safe, they [A] also vary, they are quite stale and [C] not worth a [Am] dime.
Don't think me a fiend, this is [C] strictly [Am] monetary for what you've called on [C] our hands at this [Am] time.
[A] In this occupation [C] time, [A] this is no matter of hours, [C] because rum is the [A] price.
The fact is crime is [C] simply [A] in the freshness scheme, nothing [C] else will suffice.
[Eb] Death is my [B] business, [C] and business is [A] good.
They are too great, rubber and not [Am] slim, invited by modern [A] law.
They are supreme, for arresting people [Am] is probably duty made for the reason [A] it seems.
[C] [A] [C]
[A] The veins [C] inside [A] the grave are crunching, rum is [C] breaking [Am] the earth.
I'm not afraid to [C] get my [Am] hands dirty, even [C] if things seem a bit [A] nice.
The guilt is deep, we [C] are never [Am] at rest, so our world comes out [C] perfectly soon.
While you struggle to keep your conscience a garden of riches, rots in the ground.
[Cm] Death is my business, [C] and business is good.
[A] They are too great, [F] rubber [Am] and not slim, invited by modern law.
They are supreme, for arresting people is probably duty made for the reason it seems.
[A] [Am]
[E] Death is [B] my business, and business [G] is good.
There was something [C] strange down by the [Am] cemetery, emptying the grave.
[C] Left and [Am] right, ghastly schemes and [C] ghoulish [Am] undertakings underneath the [C] pale moonlight.
[Am]
Just the day they [C] invented the [Am] prematurely water-fueled waste of [C] potential savings.
[Am] It's a damn shame to [C] discard [Am] inventory, think outside the box if [C] all else [Cm] fails.
Death is my [B] business, and [C] business is [Am] good.
They are too great, rubber and not slim, invited by modern [A] law.
They are supreme, for [Am] arresting people is probably duty made for the reason it seems.
Skeletal remains are [C] safe, they [A] also vary, they are quite stale and [C] not worth a [Am] dime.
Don't think me a fiend, this is [C] strictly [Am] monetary for what you've called on [C] our hands at this [Am] time.
[A] In this occupation [C] time, [A] this is no matter of hours, [C] because rum is the [A] price.
The fact is crime is [C] simply [A] in the freshness scheme, nothing [C] else will suffice.
[Eb] Death is my [B] business, [C] and business is [A] good.
They are too great, rubber and not [Am] slim, invited by modern [A] law.
They are supreme, for arresting people [Am] is probably duty made for the reason [A] it seems.
[C] [A] [C]
[A] The veins [C] inside [A] the grave are crunching, rum is [C] breaking [Am] the earth.
I'm not afraid to [C] get my [Am] hands dirty, even [C] if things seem a bit [A] nice.
The guilt is deep, we [C] are never [Am] at rest, so our world comes out [C] perfectly soon.
While you struggle to keep your conscience a garden of riches, rots in the ground.
[Cm] Death is my business, [C] and business is good.
[A] They are too great, [F] rubber [Am] and not slim, invited by modern law.
They are supreme, for arresting people is probably duty made for the reason it seems.
[A] [Am]
[E] Death is [B] my business, and business [G] is good.
Key:
C
Am
A
B
Cm
C
Am
A
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [A]
There was something [C] strange down by the [Am] cemetery, emptying the grave.
[C] Left and [Am] right, ghastly schemes and [C] ghoulish [Am] undertakings underneath the [C] pale moonlight.
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Just the day they [C] invented the [Am] prematurely water-fueled waste of [C] potential savings.
[Am] It's a damn shame to [C] discard [Am] inventory, think outside the box if [C] all else [Cm] fails.
Death is my [B] business, and [C] business is [Am] good.
They are too great, rubber and not slim, invited by modern [A] law.
They are supreme, for [Am] arresting people is probably duty made for the reason it seems. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Skeletal remains are [C] safe, they [A] also vary, they are quite stale and [C] not worth a [Am] dime.
Don't think me a fiend, this is [C] strictly [Am] monetary for what you've called on [C] our hands at this [Am] time. _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ In this occupation [C] time, [A] this is no matter of hours, [C] because rum is the [A] price.
The fact is crime is [C] simply [A] in the freshness scheme, nothing [C] else will suffice.
[Eb] Death is my [B] business, [C] and business is [A] good.
They are too great, rubber and not [Am] slim, invited by modern [A] law.
They are supreme, for arresting people [Am] is probably duty made for the reason [A] it seems.
_ _ [C] _ [A] _ _ _ [C] _
[A] The veins [C] inside [A] the grave are crunching, rum is [C] breaking [Am] the earth.
I'm not afraid to [C] get my [Am] hands dirty, even [C] if things seem a bit [A] nice.
The guilt is deep, we [C] are never [Am] at rest, so our world comes out [C] perfectly soon.
While you struggle to keep your conscience a garden of riches, rots in the ground.
[Cm] Death is my business, [C] and business is good.
[A] They are too great, [F] rubber [Am] and not slim, invited by modern law.
They are supreme, for arresting people is probably duty made for the reason it seems. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ [E] Death is [B] my business, and business [G] is good. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [A]
There was something [C] strange down by the [Am] cemetery, emptying the grave.
[C] Left and [Am] right, ghastly schemes and [C] ghoulish [Am] undertakings underneath the [C] pale moonlight.
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Just the day they [C] invented the [Am] prematurely water-fueled waste of [C] potential savings.
[Am] It's a damn shame to [C] discard [Am] inventory, think outside the box if [C] all else [Cm] fails.
Death is my [B] business, and [C] business is [Am] good.
They are too great, rubber and not slim, invited by modern [A] law.
They are supreme, for [Am] arresting people is probably duty made for the reason it seems. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Skeletal remains are [C] safe, they [A] also vary, they are quite stale and [C] not worth a [Am] dime.
Don't think me a fiend, this is [C] strictly [Am] monetary for what you've called on [C] our hands at this [Am] time. _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ In this occupation [C] time, [A] this is no matter of hours, [C] because rum is the [A] price.
The fact is crime is [C] simply [A] in the freshness scheme, nothing [C] else will suffice.
[Eb] Death is my [B] business, [C] and business is [A] good.
They are too great, rubber and not [Am] slim, invited by modern [A] law.
They are supreme, for arresting people [Am] is probably duty made for the reason [A] it seems.
_ _ [C] _ [A] _ _ _ [C] _
[A] The veins [C] inside [A] the grave are crunching, rum is [C] breaking [Am] the earth.
I'm not afraid to [C] get my [Am] hands dirty, even [C] if things seem a bit [A] nice.
The guilt is deep, we [C] are never [Am] at rest, so our world comes out [C] perfectly soon.
While you struggle to keep your conscience a garden of riches, rots in the ground.
[Cm] Death is my business, [C] and business is good.
[A] They are too great, [F] rubber [Am] and not slim, invited by modern law.
They are supreme, for arresting people is probably duty made for the reason it seems. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ [E] Death is [B] my business, and business [G] is good. _ _ _ _ _ _ _