The Tower Chords by Insane Clown Posse

Tempo:
94.9 bpm
Chords used:

C#m

C#

A

A#

B

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Insane Clown Posse - The Tower chords
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[A#] A Marine veteran who was an expert marksman shot and killed 10 unsuspecting noontime strollers on the university campus [B] today,
and then he [A#] was cut down an hour and a half later by a leech.
[A#m] A sniper started shooting from the observation deck [Bm] of the 27 story tall University Tower.
[A#] Victims were put down on the west and south sides of the [E] campus as the sniper zeroed in on his targets [C#m] with unerring accuracy.
Those who were felled with bullets from the high caliber rifle were [C#] pulled as safely as seen as possible by officials and passersby.
Others crouched in terror.
A Marine veteran who was an expert marksman shot and killed 10 unsuspecting noontime strollers on the university campus today,
and [A] then he was cut [C#m] down an hour and a [C#] half later by a leech.
A sniper started [A] shooting from [C#m] the observation deck of the 27 story tall University Tower.
Victims were put down on the west and south sides of the campus today,
and then he was cut [C#] down an hour and a half later by a leech.
Others crouched in terror.
He shot the lady in the ass and the kid on the grass,
and my daddy on the street through the lens and his glasses.
First cop on the scene will be commended for his services,
but now he holds his throat and screams I didn't deserve this.
The tower's too high, I'm bringing shots from above,
because my head's a battle royal of serpent snails and bugs who watch up all the view.
My sniper scope, I see the enemy, the world they never been.
My friend had never pretended to be.
I fought in two wars, my country left me poor and sick.
Late, missing agent, orgin and inducible.
So I hurry low, my trigger fingers frozen cold.
From squeezing so hard, my reason is no control.
Worked so look at that, bad, bad, crack.
Three frat college boys flat dead on they back.
And a lady trying to hide behind it, that fat guy.
[A#] Just [D#] got one plucked in her eye.
[C#m] And [A] it was hot [C#] that day, in the tower.
[C#m] So [A] fucking hot, [C#m] shooting [C#] from the tower.
[C#m] And [A] it was hot [C#m] that day, [C#] in the tower.
So [A] fucking hot.
[C#] I'm finally up over Ganone, I ain't taking orders.
Still on the dark below, I'm tagging targets, smallest quarters.
Marksman, sniper, military precision.
Spotlights on the tower, trying to nullify my vision.
My eyeballs keep rolling in the back of my head.
Practicing for any minute, when I'm actually dead.
They put the tape up, these people think they out of my view.
Still I'm steady, plugging sleeping pills, I'm bending them too.
I see in strobe light vision, and I'm way beyond a medic.
My only skill is murder, and I'm stuck on automatic.
Sweating profusely, bleeding out of my ears.
The shots I missed in my frag, mixed bullets shade in my head.
And yet my aim is remarkable, I'm picking these ducks.
One by one, jumping out of those SWAT team trucks.
I see the major activity, and causing a chaos, man.
My life went out with a flash.
[C#m] And [A] it was hot [C#m] that day, in the [C#] tower.
So [A] fucking hot, [C#m] shooting from [A] the tower.
[C#m] You shouldn't get that high, high, [C#] high.
You [A] didn't die, [C#] shooting from the tower.
[A] Sweating down [C#m] the, someone in [C#] the tower.
So [A] fucking hot, [C#] shooting from the tower.
[C#m] So [A] fucking hot that [C#m] day, someone in [A] the tower.
[C#] Just too fucking hot, [C#m] shooting from [C#] the tower.
[C#m] You [A] shouldn't get that [C#m] high, high, [C#] high.
How can you be that [C#m] high, high, [C#]
[C#m] high?
So [C#] hot, so [C#m] hot that day, someone in [C#] the tower.
Just too fucking [A] hot, [C#] shooting from [A#] the tower.
[N] [F]
Key:  
C#m
13421114
C#
12341114
A
1231
A#
12341111
B
12341112
C#m
13421114
C#
12341114
A
1231
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Let's start jamming Insane Clown Posse - The Tower chords, practice the chord sequence E, F#m, C#m, G#, Bm, N, C#m, D, C#m, C#, Dm and E. Begin your practice at a relaxed 47 BPM, then work your way up to the song's BPM of 95. Set the capo considering your vocal range and favored chords, aligned with the key: A Major.

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[A#] A Marine veteran who was an expert marksman shot and killed 10 unsuspecting noontime strollers on the university campus [B] today,
and then he [A#] was cut down an hour and a half later by a leech.
[A#m] A sniper started shooting from the observation deck [Bm] of the 27 story tall University Tower.
[A#] Victims were put down on the west and south sides of the [E] campus as the sniper zeroed in on his targets [C#m] with unerring accuracy.
Those who were felled with bullets from the high caliber rifle were [C#] pulled as safely as seen as possible by officials and passersby.
Others crouched in terror. _
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A Marine _ _ veteran who was an expert marksman shot and killed 10 unsuspecting noontime strollers on the university campus today,
and _ [A] then he was cut [C#m] down an hour and a _ [C#] half later by a leech.
A sniper started [A] shooting from _ _ [C#m] the observation deck of the 27 story tall University Tower.
Victims were put down on the west and south sides of the campus today,
and then he was cut [C#] down an hour _ and a half later by a leech.
Others crouched in terror.
_ _ He shot the lady in the ass and the kid on the grass,
and my daddy on the street through the lens and his glasses.
First cop on the scene will be commended for his services,
but now he holds his throat and screams I didn't deserve this.
The tower's too high, I'm bringing shots from above,
because my head's a battle royal of serpent snails and bugs who watch up all the view.
My sniper scope, I see the enemy, the world they never been.
My friend had never pretended to be.
I fought in two wars, my country left me poor and sick.
Late, missing agent, orgin and inducible.
So I hurry low, my trigger fingers frozen cold.
From squeezing so hard, my reason is no control.
Worked so look at that, bad, bad, crack.
Three frat college boys flat dead on they back.
And a lady trying to hide behind it, that fat guy.
[A#] Just [D#] got one plucked in her eye. _
[C#m] And [A] it was hot [C#] that day, in the tower.
[C#m] So [A] fucking hot, [C#m] shooting [C#] from the tower.
[C#m] And [A] it was hot [C#m] that day, [C#] in the tower.
So [A] fucking hot.
[C#] _ I'm finally up over Ganone, I ain't taking orders.
Still on the dark below, I'm tagging targets, smallest quarters.
Marksman, sniper, military precision.
Spotlights on the tower, trying to nullify my vision.
My eyeballs keep rolling in the back of my head.
Practicing for any minute, when I'm actually dead.
They put the tape up, these people think they out of my view.
Still I'm steady, plugging sleeping pills, I'm bending them too.
I see in strobe light vision, and I'm way beyond a medic.
My only skill is murder, and I'm stuck on automatic.
Sweating profusely, bleeding out of my ears.
The shots I missed in my frag, mixed bullets shade in my head.
And yet my aim is remarkable, I'm picking these ducks.
One by one, jumping out of those SWAT team trucks.
I see the major activity, and causing a chaos, man.
My life went out with a flash.
[C#m] And [A] it was hot [C#m] that day, in the [C#] tower.
So [A] fucking hot, [C#m] shooting from [A] the tower.
[C#m] You shouldn't get that high, high, [C#] high.
You [A] didn't die, [C#] shooting from the tower.
_ [A] Sweating down [C#m] the, someone in [C#] the tower.
So [A] fucking hot, [C#] shooting from the tower.
[C#m] So [A] fucking hot that [C#m] day, someone in [A] the tower.
[C#] Just too fucking hot, [C#m] shooting from [C#] the tower.
[C#m] You [A] shouldn't get that [C#m] high, high, [C#] high. _
How can you be that [C#m] high, high, [C#] _
[C#m] high?
So [C#] hot, so [C#m] hot that day, someone in [C#] the tower.
Just too fucking [A] hot, [C#] shooting from [A#] the tower. _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _

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