Chords for Elton John The Bitch Is Back (very angry) 1995

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[G] was just a spy, but I was high.
_ _ Waste time in your eyes.
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Time to change and [C] forget.
That's what the secret's gonna get you.
When I'm in there and I'm me. _ _ _
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I eat me on a Friday night, it's alright.
_ Keep my lights on at night.
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Prince of stress, I just [C] know I'm tough too.
I got a high and you can see my dark.
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_ _ _ _ [D] a bitch like a bitch, bitch in [Em] fact.
No, I'm gonna blow my [C] album out of fact.
[D] I'm a bitch like a bitch, I'm not like you.
[F] But when I move, things start to blow [G] out.
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_ _ I entertain, I speak in brain.
Sell my soul, my job's in vain.
[F] Don't like those, [C] I got my back.
Throwing fun at [G] the average, and the bitch is back. _
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_ [D] I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch, bitch in fact.
[Em] No, I'm gonna blow my album [C] out of fact.
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I'm a bitch like a bitch, I'm not like [F] you. _ _ _
[D] But when I move, [G] _ _
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things start to blow out.
I'm a bitch, bitch in [Em] fact.
No, I'm gonna blow my [G] album out of fact.
[D] I'm a bitch like a bitch, I'm not like [F] you.
But when I move, [D] things start to blow [G] out. _ _ _
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[G] Bitch, _ [F] bitch, _
[C] [G] bitch in fact. _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [G] _ Bitch, bitch, [F] _ bitch [G] in fact.
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_ [G] _ Bitch, bitch, [F] _ bitch [G] in fact.
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Bitch, [F] bitch, _ bitch [G] in fact.
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_ _ welcome to paradise.
_ _ _ _ I can tell you now, thank you for coming out and standing in the rain,
but I ain't gonna play any of these [G] fucking festivals again.
Oh yeah, Elton John played fantastically.
But who [D] saw the opening song Bitch is Back,
_ [Em] should have noticed, [C] at the beginning, the English mega [D] star was stinking mad.
A first bad look to the left, [F] then a blank rebuke.
[Dm] Bad mood he was already, [G] then it was raining, his [C] mood was getting worse.
[G] _ _ _ But what was the real reason?
A technical defect.
_ The TV cameras threatened to teleprompt his text help. _ _ _
[F] _ He was already falling off [G] the first song.
The mood of the Englishman was then completely [G] over.
A manager behind the stage finally rustles out.
The cameraman is hand-firmly attacked.
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It was [N] clear why Elton John after the opening song
was badly insulting the defect and the festival.
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[Ab] welcome to [G] paradise. _ _
_ _ I can tell you now, thank you for coming _ _ _ [Ab] out and standing in the rain,
but I ain't gonna play any of these fucking festivals [C] again. _ _
_ [G] Somehow, however, Elton [F] John got himself and the technology back in [C] the grip
and delivered a two [G]-hour brilliant concert.
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