Chords for Manic Street Preachers LIVE 1991 - Stay Beautiful
Tempo:
85.25 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
A
E
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
This is cozy, isn't it?
Gary Crowley [A] backstage at Band Explosion with the Manic Street Preachers.
You guys come from what, Blackwood?
Yeah.
Right.
I mean, what have you sort of like made of all of that?
We just, everybody understands boredom when it comes from a place's depression.
We never bothered with it, we didn't have any other friends, [Am] we just know each other.
Just [G#] stayed down James' bedroom, every day for years and years and years,
until we got some [G] guitars and just like basic rock and roll, Stone Soup, Pistols, [G#m] Clash.
Public Enemy came along, we knew we could never make a rap record,
[E] so we just tried to be like, [A] make [F] rock music that says something.
I'm actually another Beat Generation [G#] writer.
[F#m] [F] Interested in literature because it was exciting, [G#] speed-filled, just like the music we [A] like.
We just play primary rock and roll, there's nothing retrogressive [E] about that.
We don't demand originality because we think it's worthless.
[A] You know, we want to say something and we want to look good and we want to just make songs that you like. Bless ya.
Right listen, I think you're up on stage.
[C#] Stage, stage, stage, [A] stage, stage, stage.
All right, have a good one.
Manic Street Preachers, live on Band Explosion.
[A#] [A]
[D]
[G] music
[D]
[G] [D] [G] [D]
music
[C] [G] [D]
[G] [D]
music
music
[C] [G] music
I'm not [E] sure.
No more I see your [G] face.
No more I hear [D] your words.
You [A] talk small.
[G] [E] No more I see your [G] face.
No more I hear your [D] words.
You talk [A] small.
[D]
[A] [D]
Hear my thanks for showing shame on shame.
Take it to your bones.
Send it away.
[C] [G] I'll be drowning [D] with
[G] rage.
[D] You're pulling out the knife sharpening.
You're pulling out the knife sharpening.
I see you.
[C] [G] [E] No
[G] more I see your face.
No more I hear your [D] words.
You talk small.
[A] [E] No more I see your [G] face.
No more I hear your [D] words.
You talk small.
[A] [G]
[F] [C] [G]
No more [Gm] [F] [D]
[G] [Em] [D] [G] I [D] see your face.
You talk small.
No more [G] I see your face.
No more I hear your words.
You [F#] talk small.
[E] No more I see your face.
No more I hear your [C#m] words.
You talk [G] small.
No more I [F#] hear [E] [D]
your words.
Gary Crowley [A] backstage at Band Explosion with the Manic Street Preachers.
You guys come from what, Blackwood?
Yeah.
Right.
I mean, what have you sort of like made of all of that?
We just, everybody understands boredom when it comes from a place's depression.
We never bothered with it, we didn't have any other friends, [Am] we just know each other.
Just [G#] stayed down James' bedroom, every day for years and years and years,
until we got some [G] guitars and just like basic rock and roll, Stone Soup, Pistols, [G#m] Clash.
Public Enemy came along, we knew we could never make a rap record,
[E] so we just tried to be like, [A] make [F] rock music that says something.
I'm actually another Beat Generation [G#] writer.
[F#m] [F] Interested in literature because it was exciting, [G#] speed-filled, just like the music we [A] like.
We just play primary rock and roll, there's nothing retrogressive [E] about that.
We don't demand originality because we think it's worthless.
[A] You know, we want to say something and we want to look good and we want to just make songs that you like. Bless ya.
Right listen, I think you're up on stage.
[C#] Stage, stage, stage, [A] stage, stage, stage.
All right, have a good one.
Manic Street Preachers, live on Band Explosion.
[A#] [A]
[D]
[G] music
[D]
[G] [D] [G] [D]
music
[C] [G] [D]
[G] [D]
music
music
[C] [G] music
I'm not [E] sure.
No more I see your [G] face.
No more I hear [D] your words.
You [A] talk small.
[G] [E] No more I see your [G] face.
No more I hear your [D] words.
You talk [A] small.
[D]
[A] [D]
Hear my thanks for showing shame on shame.
Take it to your bones.
Send it away.
[C] [G] I'll be drowning [D] with
[G] rage.
[D] You're pulling out the knife sharpening.
You're pulling out the knife sharpening.
I see you.
[C] [G] [E] No
[G] more I see your face.
No more I hear your [D] words.
You talk small.
[A] [E] No more I see your [G] face.
No more I hear your [D] words.
You talk small.
[A] [G]
[F] [C] [G]
No more [Gm] [F] [D]
[G] [Em] [D] [G] I [D] see your face.
You talk small.
No more [G] I see your face.
No more I hear your words.
You [F#] talk small.
[E] No more I see your face.
No more I hear your [C#m] words.
You talk [G] small.
No more I [F#] hear [E] [D]
your words.
Key:
G
D
A
E
C
G
D
A
This is cozy, isn't it?
Gary Crowley [A] backstage at Band Explosion with the Manic Street Preachers.
You guys come from what, Blackwood?
Yeah.
Right.
I mean, what have you sort of like made of all of that?
We just, everybody understands boredom when it comes from a place's depression.
We never bothered with it, we didn't have any other friends, [Am] we just know each other.
Just [G#] stayed down James' bedroom, every day for years and years and years,
until we got some [G] guitars and just like basic rock and roll, Stone Soup, Pistols, [G#m] Clash.
Public Enemy came along, we knew we could never make a rap record,
[E] so we just tried to be like, [A] make [F] rock music that says something.
I'm actually another Beat Generation [G#] writer.
_ [F#m] _ [F] Interested in literature because it was exciting, [G#] speed-filled, just like the music we [A] like.
We just play primary rock and roll, there's nothing retrogressive [E] about that.
We don't demand originality because we think it's worthless.
[A] You know, we want to say something and we want to look good and we want to just make songs that you like. Bless ya.
Right listen, I think you're up on stage.
[C#] Stage, stage, stage, [A] stage, stage, stage. _ _
_ All right, have a good one.
Manic Street Preachers, live on Band Explosion.
_ [A#] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] music
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ music _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
music
music
_ [C] _ _ [G] music
I'm not [E] sure.
No more I see your [G] face.
No more I hear [D] your words.
You [A] talk small.
[G] _ _ [E] No more I see your [G] face.
No more I hear your [D] words.
You talk [A] small.
_ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
_ Hear my thanks for showing shame on shame.
Take it to your bones.
Send it away.
[C] _ [G] I'll be drowning [D] with _
_ _ _ _ [G] rage.
[D] You're pulling out the knife sharpening.
You're pulling out the knife sharpening.
I see you.
_ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ [E] No _
_ _ [G] more I see your face.
No more I hear your [D] words.
You talk small.
[A] _ _ _ _ [E] No more I see your [G] face.
No more I hear your [D] words.
You talk small.
[A] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
No more [Gm] _ [F] _ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] [G] I _ _ _ _ _ [D] see your face.
You talk small.
No more [G] I see your face.
No more I hear your words.
You [F#] talk small.
[E] No more I see your face.
No more I hear your [C#m] words.
You talk [G] small.
No more I [F#] hear [E] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ your words. _ _ _
Gary Crowley [A] backstage at Band Explosion with the Manic Street Preachers.
You guys come from what, Blackwood?
Yeah.
Right.
I mean, what have you sort of like made of all of that?
We just, everybody understands boredom when it comes from a place's depression.
We never bothered with it, we didn't have any other friends, [Am] we just know each other.
Just [G#] stayed down James' bedroom, every day for years and years and years,
until we got some [G] guitars and just like basic rock and roll, Stone Soup, Pistols, [G#m] Clash.
Public Enemy came along, we knew we could never make a rap record,
[E] so we just tried to be like, [A] make [F] rock music that says something.
I'm actually another Beat Generation [G#] writer.
_ [F#m] _ [F] Interested in literature because it was exciting, [G#] speed-filled, just like the music we [A] like.
We just play primary rock and roll, there's nothing retrogressive [E] about that.
We don't demand originality because we think it's worthless.
[A] You know, we want to say something and we want to look good and we want to just make songs that you like. Bless ya.
Right listen, I think you're up on stage.
[C#] Stage, stage, stage, [A] stage, stage, stage. _ _
_ All right, have a good one.
Manic Street Preachers, live on Band Explosion.
_ [A#] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] music
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ music _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
music
music
_ [C] _ _ [G] music
I'm not [E] sure.
No more I see your [G] face.
No more I hear [D] your words.
You [A] talk small.
[G] _ _ [E] No more I see your [G] face.
No more I hear your [D] words.
You talk [A] small.
_ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
_ Hear my thanks for showing shame on shame.
Take it to your bones.
Send it away.
[C] _ [G] I'll be drowning [D] with _
_ _ _ _ [G] rage.
[D] You're pulling out the knife sharpening.
You're pulling out the knife sharpening.
I see you.
_ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ [E] No _
_ _ [G] more I see your face.
No more I hear your [D] words.
You talk small.
[A] _ _ _ _ [E] No more I see your [G] face.
No more I hear your [D] words.
You talk small.
[A] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
No more [Gm] _ [F] _ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] [G] I _ _ _ _ _ [D] see your face.
You talk small.
No more [G] I see your face.
No more I hear your words.
You [F#] talk small.
[E] No more I see your face.
No more I hear your [C#m] words.
You talk [G] small.
No more I [F#] hear [E] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ your words. _ _ _