Dirty Harry Chords by Gorillaz
Tempo:
96.25 bpm
Chords used:
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F
Bb
Db
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F] [Bb]
[F] [Bbm]
[F]
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[Bb]
[Bbm]
[Db] [Bb] [F] [Eb]
[Bbm]
[Db] [Bbm]
[Db] [Bbm]
[Db] [Bbm]
He a [Bb] gun, he must have [Bbm] a gun.
For the people of [Db] our nation's sons,
So think about your hands, [Bb] [C] and think about guns.
[Db] [Bb] This is a man that's got some dance.
[Bbm]
[Db] [Bbm]
[Gb]
[Ebm] [Gb]
[C] [Bbm] I got my backpack, I got my act right.
Each act white people prove.
[Bb] And guns don't weaken.
For anger and [Eb] discontent, [Bbm] someone's seeking his search of life.
I'm [F] a peace-loving geek boy, ready for [Eb] retaliation.
I take a [F] whole location to a pine box, six under.
Calls me for [Gb] ass, why I wonder.
[Bb] What if you're the [Bbm] meanest, right, then I'm thunder.
[F] While I'm back, [Fm] reflexes on drugs,
Then I learn [Bbm] from the cops that hurtin'
That seems limitless with no driver's pressure.
Seem like everybody's out of contention [F] till they see a [F] break.
It can't become the hate that consumes ya.
I'm the reason [Bbm] why your thug feel a loser.
[Gb] Chill with your old [G] lady at the tilt.
I got a 90 [Bbm]-day season, and I feel guilt.
From things done and seen, you're water from a bottle.
Mind from a canteen at night, I get a shot.
[F] Screams for all my life, sleep up.
The [Ebm] cost of life seems to get cheaper.
[Fm] I'll get it better, [F] quit, let's please sweep [C] up.
The war is over, so [Bbm] sad to speak of.
With the fight to won, man to him, I'm just a pawn.
So he can advance, [C] but no one wanna [Em] dance.
[Bbm] All I want is a dance.
[Db] [Bbm]
[Bb]
[Bbm] [N]
[F] [Bbm]
[F]
[Bbm]
[Bb]
[Bbm]
[Db] [Bb] [F] [Eb]
[Bbm]
[Db] [Bbm]
[Db] [Bbm]
[Db] [Bbm]
He a [Bb] gun, he must have [Bbm] a gun.
For the people of [Db] our nation's sons,
So think about your hands, [Bb] [C] and think about guns.
[Db] [Bb] This is a man that's got some dance.
[Bbm]
[Db] [Bbm]
[Gb]
[Ebm] [Gb]
[C] [Bbm] I got my backpack, I got my act right.
Each act white people prove.
[Bb] And guns don't weaken.
For anger and [Eb] discontent, [Bbm] someone's seeking his search of life.
I'm [F] a peace-loving geek boy, ready for [Eb] retaliation.
I take a [F] whole location to a pine box, six under.
Calls me for [Gb] ass, why I wonder.
[Bb] What if you're the [Bbm] meanest, right, then I'm thunder.
[F] While I'm back, [Fm] reflexes on drugs,
Then I learn [Bbm] from the cops that hurtin'
That seems limitless with no driver's pressure.
Seem like everybody's out of contention [F] till they see a [F] break.
It can't become the hate that consumes ya.
I'm the reason [Bbm] why your thug feel a loser.
[Gb] Chill with your old [G] lady at the tilt.
I got a 90 [Bbm]-day season, and I feel guilt.
From things done and seen, you're water from a bottle.
Mind from a canteen at night, I get a shot.
[F] Screams for all my life, sleep up.
The [Ebm] cost of life seems to get cheaper.
[Fm] I'll get it better, [F] quit, let's please sweep [C] up.
The war is over, so [Bbm] sad to speak of.
With the fight to won, man to him, I'm just a pawn.
So he can advance, [C] but no one wanna [Em] dance.
[Bbm] All I want is a dance.
[Db] [Bbm]
[Bb]
[Bbm] [N]
Key:
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[Db] _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ He a [Bb] gun, he must have [Bbm] a gun.
_ For the people of [Db] our nation's sons,
So think about your hands, _ [Bb] _ _ [C] and think about guns. _
[Db] _ [Bb] This is a man that's got _ some dance.
_ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Db] _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [Bbm] I got _ _ _ _ _ _ my backpack, I got my act right.
Each act white people prove.
[Bb] And guns don't weaken.
For anger and [Eb] discontent, [Bbm] someone's seeking his search of life.
I'm [F] a peace-loving geek boy, ready for [Eb] retaliation.
I take a [F] whole location to a pine box, six under.
Calls me for [Gb] ass, why I wonder.
[Bb] What if you're the [Bbm] meanest, right, then I'm thunder.
[F] While I'm back, [Fm] reflexes on drugs,
Then I learn [Bbm] from the cops that hurtin'
That seems limitless with no driver's pressure.
Seem like everybody's out of contention [F] till they see a [F] break.
It can't become the hate that consumes ya.
I'm the reason [Bbm] why your thug feel a loser.
[Gb] Chill with your old [G] lady at the tilt.
I got a 90 [Bbm]-day season, and I feel guilt.
From things done and seen, you're water from a bottle.
Mind from a canteen at night, I get a shot.
[F] Screams for all my life, sleep up.
The [Ebm] cost of life seems to get cheaper.
[Fm] I'll get it better, [F] quit, let's please sweep [C] up.
The war is over, so [Bbm] sad to speak of.
With the fight to won, man to him, I'm just a pawn.
So he can advance, [C] but no one wanna [Em] dance.
[Bbm] All I want is a dance. _ _ _ _
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[Db] _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ He a [Bb] gun, he must have [Bbm] a gun.
_ For the people of [Db] our nation's sons,
So think about your hands, _ [Bb] _ _ [C] and think about guns. _
[Db] _ [Bb] This is a man that's got _ some dance.
_ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Db] _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [Bbm] I got _ _ _ _ _ _ my backpack, I got my act right.
Each act white people prove.
[Bb] And guns don't weaken.
For anger and [Eb] discontent, [Bbm] someone's seeking his search of life.
I'm [F] a peace-loving geek boy, ready for [Eb] retaliation.
I take a [F] whole location to a pine box, six under.
Calls me for [Gb] ass, why I wonder.
[Bb] What if you're the [Bbm] meanest, right, then I'm thunder.
[F] While I'm back, [Fm] reflexes on drugs,
Then I learn [Bbm] from the cops that hurtin'
That seems limitless with no driver's pressure.
Seem like everybody's out of contention [F] till they see a [F] break.
It can't become the hate that consumes ya.
I'm the reason [Bbm] why your thug feel a loser.
[Gb] Chill with your old [G] lady at the tilt.
I got a 90 [Bbm]-day season, and I feel guilt.
From things done and seen, you're water from a bottle.
Mind from a canteen at night, I get a shot.
[F] Screams for all my life, sleep up.
The [Ebm] cost of life seems to get cheaper.
[Fm] I'll get it better, [F] quit, let's please sweep [C] up.
The war is over, so [Bbm] sad to speak of.
With the fight to won, man to him, I'm just a pawn.
So he can advance, [C] but no one wanna [Em] dance.
[Bbm] All I want is a dance. _ _ _ _
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