Kidcrash - The Drowning Swans Song Chords
Tempo:
85.05 bpm
Chords used:
C#
A#m
F#
A#
D#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A#m] [C#]
[F#]
[A#m] [C#]
[F#] [C#]
[F#] I'm a rich, hard-swearing [A#m] yard.
I bring blood [C#] and gray, my blood is Russian [F#]-style.
But I can't help it when you drink, you [A#m] can't say.
Blow up all the [C#] sputum that comes from [F#] your mouth.
[C#] My insides are contested, [C#]
[A#] and you [G#] are [A#m] a rap [F]
star.
[C#] Woman [D#] power, you drop it, [A#] I'm fancy, [G#] like a snail.
[D#m] You're moving a lot [C#] on.
[A#m] [C#]
[D#] [A#m] [C#]
[F#] I'm a rich, hard-swearing [A#m] yard.
I bring blood [C#] and gray, my blood is Russian [F#]-style.
But I can't help it when you drink, you [A#m] can't say.
Blow up all the [C#] sputum that comes from [F#] your mouth.
[C#] You're a plague, man [A#m]-saved, a winger cannon.
Watch you spit it till you hate.
[F#] [C#] You were very [A#] neat,
[F#] I'm good to run [F] my body.
[A#] [C] You're justice, [C#] a piano, [A#] I'll breathe.
[C] My ribs, [C#] [D#] where my heart beats [A#] slowly.
[C] You're tight, [C#] you're closer, I'll prove [A#] it.
Running [C] out, that's [C#] nice, always [D#] helpful, man.
[F#] [C#] Say something to [A#m] hurt me.
[F#] Say [C#]
something to [A#m] hurt me.
[C#] Just say something to [A#m] hurt me.
[C#] Say one thing [A#] to hurt [C#] me.
[A#m]
[A#m] [C#]
[F#]
[A#m] [D#] [A#]
[C#]
[A#m] [C#]
Something more calm, no buildings.
[A#m] [C#] I'll be what I dream of, [A#m] I'll start a [C#] wishing fountain.
You're a snake, [A#m] you're a butcher, [C#] and he says,
Yeah, you're swearing through [A#m] life, last [C#] chance.
I'll suck you, I [A#m] beg to differ.
[F#] It's a rich, hard-swearing yard.
I bring [C#] blood and gray, my blood is Russian [F#]-style.
But I can't help it, when dreams do [A#m] get shake.
So I'm all these [C#] put-downs, that come from [A#m] your mouth.
And I reach [C#] out, swearing [F#] on.
I bring [G#] blood and gray, my blood is Russian [A#m]-style.
But I can't [C#] help it, when [F#] dreams do get shake.
So I'm all these [C#] put-downs, that come from [A#m] your mouth.
[F#]
[F#]
[A#m] [C#]
[F#] [C#]
[F#] I'm a rich, hard-swearing [A#m] yard.
I bring blood [C#] and gray, my blood is Russian [F#]-style.
But I can't help it when you drink, you [A#m] can't say.
Blow up all the [C#] sputum that comes from [F#] your mouth.
[C#] My insides are contested, [C#]
[A#] and you [G#] are [A#m] a rap [F]
star.
[C#] Woman [D#] power, you drop it, [A#] I'm fancy, [G#] like a snail.
[D#m] You're moving a lot [C#] on.
[A#m] [C#]
[D#] [A#m] [C#]
[F#] I'm a rich, hard-swearing [A#m] yard.
I bring blood [C#] and gray, my blood is Russian [F#]-style.
But I can't help it when you drink, you [A#m] can't say.
Blow up all the [C#] sputum that comes from [F#] your mouth.
[C#] You're a plague, man [A#m]-saved, a winger cannon.
Watch you spit it till you hate.
[F#] [C#] You were very [A#] neat,
[F#] I'm good to run [F] my body.
[A#] [C] You're justice, [C#] a piano, [A#] I'll breathe.
[C] My ribs, [C#] [D#] where my heart beats [A#] slowly.
[C] You're tight, [C#] you're closer, I'll prove [A#] it.
Running [C] out, that's [C#] nice, always [D#] helpful, man.
[F#] [C#] Say something to [A#m] hurt me.
[F#] Say [C#]
something to [A#m] hurt me.
[C#] Just say something to [A#m] hurt me.
[C#] Say one thing [A#] to hurt [C#] me.
[A#m]
[A#m] [C#]
[F#]
[A#m] [D#] [A#]
[C#]
[A#m] [C#]
Something more calm, no buildings.
[A#m] [C#] I'll be what I dream of, [A#m] I'll start a [C#] wishing fountain.
You're a snake, [A#m] you're a butcher, [C#] and he says,
Yeah, you're swearing through [A#m] life, last [C#] chance.
I'll suck you, I [A#m] beg to differ.
[F#] It's a rich, hard-swearing yard.
I bring [C#] blood and gray, my blood is Russian [F#]-style.
But I can't help it, when dreams do [A#m] get shake.
So I'm all these [C#] put-downs, that come from [A#m] your mouth.
And I reach [C#] out, swearing [F#] on.
I bring [G#] blood and gray, my blood is Russian [A#m]-style.
But I can't [C#] help it, when [F#] dreams do get shake.
So I'm all these [C#] put-downs, that come from [A#m] your mouth.
[F#]
Key:
C#
A#m
F#
A#
D#
C#
A#m
F#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ I'm a rich, hard-swearing [A#m] yard.
I bring blood [C#] and gray, my blood is Russian [F#]-style.
But I can't help it when you drink, you [A#m] can't say.
Blow up all the [C#] sputum that comes from [F#] your mouth.
[C#] My insides are contested, [C#] _
[A#] and you [G#] are [A#m] a rap [F]
star.
_ [C#] Woman [D#] power, you drop it, _ [A#] I'm fancy, [G#] like a snail.
[D#m] You're moving a lot [C#] on.
_ _ _ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ [D#] _ _ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ [F#] I'm a rich, hard-swearing [A#m] yard.
I bring blood [C#] and gray, my blood is Russian [F#]-style.
But I can't help it when you drink, you [A#m] can't say.
Blow up all the [C#] sputum that comes from [F#] your mouth.
[C#] You're a plague, man [A#m]-saved, a winger cannon.
Watch you spit it till you hate.
[F#] _ _ [C#] You were very [A#] neat, _
[F#] I'm good to run [F] my body.
_ [A#] _ [C] You're justice, [C#] _ a piano, [A#] I'll breathe.
[C] My ribs, [C#] _ [D#] where my heart beats [A#] slowly.
[C] You're tight, [C#] you're closer, I'll prove [A#] it.
Running [C] out, that's [C#] nice, always [D#] helpful, man.
[F#] [C#] Say something _ to [A#m] hurt me.
[F#] _ _ Say [C#]
something _ to [A#m] hurt _ me.
[C#] Just say something _ to [A#m] hurt _ me.
[C#] Say _ one thing [A#] to hurt [C#] me.
[A#m] _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ [A#] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
Something more calm, _ no _ buildings.
[A#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ I'll be _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ what I dream of, [A#m] I'll start a [C#] wishing fountain.
You're a snake, [A#m] you're a butcher, [C#] and he says,
Yeah, you're swearing through [A#m] life, last [C#] chance.
I'll suck you, I [A#m] beg to differ. _
_ [F#] _ It's a rich, hard-swearing yard.
I bring [C#] blood and gray, my blood is Russian [F#]-style.
But I can't help it, when dreams do [A#m] get shake.
So I'm all these [C#] put-downs, that come from [A#m] your mouth.
And I reach [C#] out, swearing [F#] on.
I bring [G#] blood and gray, my blood is Russian [A#m]-style.
But I can't [C#] help it, when [F#] dreams do get shake.
So I'm all these [C#] put-downs, that come from [A#m] your mouth. _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ I'm a rich, hard-swearing [A#m] yard.
I bring blood [C#] and gray, my blood is Russian [F#]-style.
But I can't help it when you drink, you [A#m] can't say.
Blow up all the [C#] sputum that comes from [F#] your mouth.
[C#] My insides are contested, [C#] _
[A#] and you [G#] are [A#m] a rap [F]
star.
_ [C#] Woman [D#] power, you drop it, _ [A#] I'm fancy, [G#] like a snail.
[D#m] You're moving a lot [C#] on.
_ _ _ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ [D#] _ _ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _
_ _ _ [F#] I'm a rich, hard-swearing [A#m] yard.
I bring blood [C#] and gray, my blood is Russian [F#]-style.
But I can't help it when you drink, you [A#m] can't say.
Blow up all the [C#] sputum that comes from [F#] your mouth.
[C#] You're a plague, man [A#m]-saved, a winger cannon.
Watch you spit it till you hate.
[F#] _ _ [C#] You were very [A#] neat, _
[F#] I'm good to run [F] my body.
_ [A#] _ [C] You're justice, [C#] _ a piano, [A#] I'll breathe.
[C] My ribs, [C#] _ [D#] where my heart beats [A#] slowly.
[C] You're tight, [C#] you're closer, I'll prove [A#] it.
Running [C] out, that's [C#] nice, always [D#] helpful, man.
[F#] [C#] Say something _ to [A#m] hurt me.
[F#] _ _ Say [C#]
something _ to [A#m] hurt _ me.
[C#] Just say something _ to [A#m] hurt _ me.
[C#] Say _ one thing [A#] to hurt [C#] me.
[A#m] _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ [A#] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
Something more calm, _ no _ buildings.
[A#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ I'll be _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ what I dream of, [A#m] I'll start a [C#] wishing fountain.
You're a snake, [A#m] you're a butcher, [C#] and he says,
Yeah, you're swearing through [A#m] life, last [C#] chance.
I'll suck you, I [A#m] beg to differ. _
_ [F#] _ It's a rich, hard-swearing yard.
I bring [C#] blood and gray, my blood is Russian [F#]-style.
But I can't help it, when dreams do [A#m] get shake.
So I'm all these [C#] put-downs, that come from [A#m] your mouth.
And I reach [C#] out, swearing [F#] on.
I bring [G#] blood and gray, my blood is Russian [A#m]-style.
But I can't [C#] help it, when [F#] dreams do get shake.
So I'm all these [C#] put-downs, that come from [A#m] your mouth. _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _