Chords for Infectious Grooves - Cousin Randy
Tempo:
75.2 bpm
Chords used:
D
Ab
E
G
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D] Many people have many definitions of what family is.
Some say it's blood.
Some say it's a bond.
Some say it's a bond made with blood.
This is the story of Cousin Randy.
Cousin Randy, 6'7", psycho mother f***er.
Locked down half his life.
He's my family.
Family by blood.
And if you see him, don't look at him long, because he'll kill you in a second.
And it wouldn't be the first time.
Cousin Randy.
You just kept it for years and one day you will [Dm] just show.
[D] Death would slide your shoes.
You'd lose your dollars and your gold.
He talked of five men, good or bad.
Some more would be enough.
He did two tours of New York.
His new life never worked.
And though he'd think again, before he was ever tried.
Ladies died, yet she'd know.
Once a man went silent, but everything was bliss.
And what lasted as a kid, a brute by his stepfather.
He'd name the things he did.
[Ab] He called him [E] Cousin Randy.
[D] He couldn't get over no more.
He came to sleep at night.
His wardrobe was full of jewels, but nothing was his style.
No one was safe when Randy came out to play.
He wouldn't feel for dead, he'd let him just walk away.
[Ab] He [G] called him [E] Cousin Randy.
[D] [C] [Bb] [Ab]
[D] [C] [Ab]
[D] [C] [Ab]
[D] [Bb] [Ab]
[G] [Bb]
[D] One time, while at Grandma's, he was getting kind of late.
Randy stayed outside, because his mother was so afraid.
He walked out of the door and I told him goodnight.
He tried to drag [A] my neck, and it was not as sweet as I'd [D] thought.
He'd let him give him dreadlocks, so I told him to his bed.
His face was shocked about it.
He pulled it up as a tie, and next day's mom was there.
He tried to drown my sister, laughing as she scrubbed.
His face was a rough, bad kisser.
[Ab] He called [G] him Cousin [E] Randy.
He was [Ab] [G] just Cousin [E] Randy.
[Bb] [A]
[D]
Yeah, so when Cousin Randy wasn't in jail, he used to trip around.
Sometimes showing up at the relatives' house, hanging for a while, then leaving.
You know, everybody feeling sorry for him, because, you know, his mom dying when he was so young.
He was in the middle of leukemia.
One time, while he was staying at my grandfather's house, you know, they were trying to help him out,
getting him jobs, and people didn't know that Randy wasn't [Gb] too much of a workaholic.
He had one job he [D] did longer than ever, and never worked more than two days.
But this job, he lasted a week.
Yeah, it was taking the heads off of chickens.
So one day, my grandfather had to ask [Bm] him, seeing how Randy would get up [D] early in the morning,
make his lunch, and [B] he'd even go to [D] work early.
He was like, Randy, what's so great about this job?
He says it makes you think, it makes you wonder, it's just so expanding of the mind.
You see, there I am, I rip the head off the chicken, and then the chicken starts flying all over.
Then he comes back at me, and I wonder, is he flying back at me because he's mad because I ripped his head off?
Or is he flying at me because I'm holding his head in my hand?
Or is he flying at me because he can't see where he's going?
Yeah, ain't no one seen Cousin Randy in many years.
Some say it's blood.
Some say it's a bond.
Some say it's a bond made with blood.
This is the story of Cousin Randy.
Cousin Randy, 6'7", psycho mother f***er.
Locked down half his life.
He's my family.
Family by blood.
And if you see him, don't look at him long, because he'll kill you in a second.
And it wouldn't be the first time.
Cousin Randy.
You just kept it for years and one day you will [Dm] just show.
[D] Death would slide your shoes.
You'd lose your dollars and your gold.
He talked of five men, good or bad.
Some more would be enough.
He did two tours of New York.
His new life never worked.
And though he'd think again, before he was ever tried.
Ladies died, yet she'd know.
Once a man went silent, but everything was bliss.
And what lasted as a kid, a brute by his stepfather.
He'd name the things he did.
[Ab] He called him [E] Cousin Randy.
[D] He couldn't get over no more.
He came to sleep at night.
His wardrobe was full of jewels, but nothing was his style.
No one was safe when Randy came out to play.
He wouldn't feel for dead, he'd let him just walk away.
[Ab] He [G] called him [E] Cousin Randy.
[D] [C] [Bb] [Ab]
[D] [C] [Ab]
[D] [C] [Ab]
[D] [Bb] [Ab]
[G] [Bb]
[D] One time, while at Grandma's, he was getting kind of late.
Randy stayed outside, because his mother was so afraid.
He walked out of the door and I told him goodnight.
He tried to drag [A] my neck, and it was not as sweet as I'd [D] thought.
He'd let him give him dreadlocks, so I told him to his bed.
His face was shocked about it.
He pulled it up as a tie, and next day's mom was there.
He tried to drown my sister, laughing as she scrubbed.
His face was a rough, bad kisser.
[Ab] He called [G] him Cousin [E] Randy.
He was [Ab] [G] just Cousin [E] Randy.
[Bb] [A]
[D]
Yeah, so when Cousin Randy wasn't in jail, he used to trip around.
Sometimes showing up at the relatives' house, hanging for a while, then leaving.
You know, everybody feeling sorry for him, because, you know, his mom dying when he was so young.
He was in the middle of leukemia.
One time, while he was staying at my grandfather's house, you know, they were trying to help him out,
getting him jobs, and people didn't know that Randy wasn't [Gb] too much of a workaholic.
He had one job he [D] did longer than ever, and never worked more than two days.
But this job, he lasted a week.
Yeah, it was taking the heads off of chickens.
So one day, my grandfather had to ask [Bm] him, seeing how Randy would get up [D] early in the morning,
make his lunch, and [B] he'd even go to [D] work early.
He was like, Randy, what's so great about this job?
He says it makes you think, it makes you wonder, it's just so expanding of the mind.
You see, there I am, I rip the head off the chicken, and then the chicken starts flying all over.
Then he comes back at me, and I wonder, is he flying back at me because he's mad because I ripped his head off?
Or is he flying at me because I'm holding his head in my hand?
Or is he flying at me because he can't see where he's going?
Yeah, ain't no one seen Cousin Randy in many years.
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_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ Many people have many definitions of what family is.
Some say it's blood.
Some say it's a bond.
Some say it's a bond made with blood.
This is the story of Cousin Randy.
Cousin Randy, 6'7", psycho mother f***er.
Locked down half his life.
He's my family.
Family by blood. _ _
_ And if you see him, don't look at him long, because he'll kill you in a second.
And it wouldn't be the first time.
Cousin Randy.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You just kept it for years and one day you will [Dm] just show.
[D] Death would slide your shoes.
You'd lose your dollars and your gold.
He talked of five men, good or bad.
Some more would be enough.
He did two tours of New York.
His new life never worked.
And though he'd think again, before he was ever tried.
_ Ladies died, yet she'd know.
Once a man went silent, but everything was bliss.
And what lasted as a kid, a brute by his stepfather.
He'd name the things he did.
[Ab] He called him [E] Cousin Randy.
[D] He couldn't get over no more.
He came to sleep at night.
His wardrobe was full of jewels, but nothing was his style.
No one was safe when Randy came out to play.
He wouldn't feel for dead, he'd let him just walk away.
[Ab] He [G] called him [E] Cousin Randy.
_ _ [D] _ [C] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ [D] _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ [G] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
[D] One time, while at Grandma's, he was getting kind of late.
Randy stayed outside, because his mother was so afraid.
He walked out of the door and I told him goodnight.
He tried to drag [A] my neck, and it was not as sweet as I'd [D] thought.
He'd let him give him dreadlocks, so I told him to his bed.
His face was shocked about it.
He pulled it up as a tie, and next day's mom was there.
He tried to drown my sister, laughing as she scrubbed.
His face was a rough, bad kisser.
[Ab] He called [G] him Cousin [E] Randy. _ _
He was [Ab] [G] just Cousin [E] Randy. _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Yeah, so when Cousin Randy wasn't in jail, he used to trip around.
Sometimes showing up at the relatives' house, hanging for a while, then leaving.
You know, everybody feeling sorry for him, because, you know, his mom dying when he was so young.
He was in the middle of leukemia.
One time, while he was staying at my grandfather's house, you know, they were trying to help him out,
getting him jobs, and people didn't know that Randy wasn't [Gb] too much of a workaholic.
He had one job he [D] did longer than ever, and never worked more than two days.
But this job, he lasted a week.
Yeah, it was taking the heads off of chickens.
So one day, my grandfather had to ask [Bm] him, seeing how Randy would get up [D] early in the morning,
make his lunch, and [B] he'd even go to [D] work early.
He was like, Randy, what's so great about this job?
He says it makes you think, it makes you wonder, it's just so expanding of the mind.
You see, there I am, I rip the head off the chicken, and then the chicken starts flying all over.
Then he comes back at me, and I wonder, is he flying back at me because he's mad because I ripped his head off?
Or is he flying at me because I'm holding his head in my hand?
Or is he flying at me because he can't see where he's going?
Yeah, ain't no one seen Cousin Randy in many years. _ _ _ _ _
Some say it's blood.
Some say it's a bond.
Some say it's a bond made with blood.
This is the story of Cousin Randy.
Cousin Randy, 6'7", psycho mother f***er.
Locked down half his life.
He's my family.
Family by blood. _ _
_ And if you see him, don't look at him long, because he'll kill you in a second.
And it wouldn't be the first time.
Cousin Randy.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You just kept it for years and one day you will [Dm] just show.
[D] Death would slide your shoes.
You'd lose your dollars and your gold.
He talked of five men, good or bad.
Some more would be enough.
He did two tours of New York.
His new life never worked.
And though he'd think again, before he was ever tried.
_ Ladies died, yet she'd know.
Once a man went silent, but everything was bliss.
And what lasted as a kid, a brute by his stepfather.
He'd name the things he did.
[Ab] He called him [E] Cousin Randy.
[D] He couldn't get over no more.
He came to sleep at night.
His wardrobe was full of jewels, but nothing was his style.
No one was safe when Randy came out to play.
He wouldn't feel for dead, he'd let him just walk away.
[Ab] He [G] called him [E] Cousin Randy.
_ _ [D] _ [C] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ [D] _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ [G] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
[D] One time, while at Grandma's, he was getting kind of late.
Randy stayed outside, because his mother was so afraid.
He walked out of the door and I told him goodnight.
He tried to drag [A] my neck, and it was not as sweet as I'd [D] thought.
He'd let him give him dreadlocks, so I told him to his bed.
His face was shocked about it.
He pulled it up as a tie, and next day's mom was there.
He tried to drown my sister, laughing as she scrubbed.
His face was a rough, bad kisser.
[Ab] He called [G] him Cousin [E] Randy. _ _
He was [Ab] [G] just Cousin [E] Randy. _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Yeah, so when Cousin Randy wasn't in jail, he used to trip around.
Sometimes showing up at the relatives' house, hanging for a while, then leaving.
You know, everybody feeling sorry for him, because, you know, his mom dying when he was so young.
He was in the middle of leukemia.
One time, while he was staying at my grandfather's house, you know, they were trying to help him out,
getting him jobs, and people didn't know that Randy wasn't [Gb] too much of a workaholic.
He had one job he [D] did longer than ever, and never worked more than two days.
But this job, he lasted a week.
Yeah, it was taking the heads off of chickens.
So one day, my grandfather had to ask [Bm] him, seeing how Randy would get up [D] early in the morning,
make his lunch, and [B] he'd even go to [D] work early.
He was like, Randy, what's so great about this job?
He says it makes you think, it makes you wonder, it's just so expanding of the mind.
You see, there I am, I rip the head off the chicken, and then the chicken starts flying all over.
Then he comes back at me, and I wonder, is he flying back at me because he's mad because I ripped his head off?
Or is he flying at me because I'm holding his head in my hand?
Or is he flying at me because he can't see where he's going?
Yeah, ain't no one seen Cousin Randy in many years. _ _ _ _ _