Chords for MF DOOM/Danger DOOM - Benzie Box [Lyric Video]
Tempo:
97.2 bpm
Chords used:
E
Am
D
Em
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] [Eb]
[Am] [E]
[G]
[Am] [E] His legs move, they wonder as [Bb] who is he, but [Am] don't [D] [E] worry, believe me you'll get dizzy when [Am] it [D] comes [E] to poetry, he's got plenty, [Em] la la la
La la la [Gb] la la la
Jump on in [E] like jump rope, double dutch, then turn on the [Fm] mic with a [D] thumb stroke, subtle touch, cuddle [E] fudge
Is this thing on like the fling with Mrs.
[D] King Kong, this [Am] spring gone, sing a [E] song of slap happy crappiness, he came to blow like it was [G] strapped to his nappy chest, surely I jest
The best on a wireless mic, not an eye test, yet I [C] digress, but why [E] stress, try and remember when, maybe bit the [N] tender skinned baby, silly [Am] Gwendolyn
The type [E] to hit and run and go tell a friend, word to El Muerto, cucaracha, [Am] exoskeleton
He [E] know, flow like interstellar wind, toe a rap gin, bites toe into [G] hell again
Ahem, one two check me too, moose rack see through your gooseneck [Am] EQ
His legs [D] [E] move, they wonder as who [Am] is he, but don't [E] worry, believe me you'll get dizzy [Am] when it comes [E] to poetry, he's got [Em] plenty, la la la
La la la la la [D] la
Hey, [E] if I may interject, rap these [D] daisies like a pain up in the [Am] neck, [E] cornier and phonier than a prey fight, take two of these and don't phone me on [Am] a late night
[E] The beat won't fail me with more rhymes, sometimes he washes his hands and feet daily, [Em] and all that [G] kerosene ain't cheap, villain [Em] been deep since the teenage [Am] creak
He [E] always was a gentleman and kept a pen and a [Fm] pencil in his [Am] mental den, right [E] there next to where the Rolodex was before it turned up all burnt by his [Am] solar plexus
[E] He don't know his own strength, when he's on the bonus like the [Em] microphone's length and width, ain't it [G] funky like dingy socks, feel the full effect off cassette in your [Am] Benzie box
His [E] legs move, they wonder as who [G] is he, [Am] but don't [E] worry, believe me you'll get dizzy [Am] when it [D] comes [E] to poetry, he's got plenty, [Em] la la la
La la [Am] la la la [C] la
[Gm] [Am] [E]
[Em] [C]
[Ab]
[Am] [E]
[G]
[Am] [E] His legs move, they wonder as [Bb] who is he, but [Am] don't [D] [E] worry, believe me you'll get dizzy when [Am] it [D] comes [E] to poetry, he's got plenty, [Em] la la la
La la la [Gb] la la la
Jump on in [E] like jump rope, double dutch, then turn on the [Fm] mic with a [D] thumb stroke, subtle touch, cuddle [E] fudge
Is this thing on like the fling with Mrs.
[D] King Kong, this [Am] spring gone, sing a [E] song of slap happy crappiness, he came to blow like it was [G] strapped to his nappy chest, surely I jest
The best on a wireless mic, not an eye test, yet I [C] digress, but why [E] stress, try and remember when, maybe bit the [N] tender skinned baby, silly [Am] Gwendolyn
The type [E] to hit and run and go tell a friend, word to El Muerto, cucaracha, [Am] exoskeleton
He [E] know, flow like interstellar wind, toe a rap gin, bites toe into [G] hell again
Ahem, one two check me too, moose rack see through your gooseneck [Am] EQ
His legs [D] [E] move, they wonder as who [Am] is he, but don't [E] worry, believe me you'll get dizzy [Am] when it comes [E] to poetry, he's got [Em] plenty, la la la
La la la la la [D] la
Hey, [E] if I may interject, rap these [D] daisies like a pain up in the [Am] neck, [E] cornier and phonier than a prey fight, take two of these and don't phone me on [Am] a late night
[E] The beat won't fail me with more rhymes, sometimes he washes his hands and feet daily, [Em] and all that [G] kerosene ain't cheap, villain [Em] been deep since the teenage [Am] creak
He [E] always was a gentleman and kept a pen and a [Fm] pencil in his [Am] mental den, right [E] there next to where the Rolodex was before it turned up all burnt by his [Am] solar plexus
[E] He don't know his own strength, when he's on the bonus like the [Em] microphone's length and width, ain't it [G] funky like dingy socks, feel the full effect off cassette in your [Am] Benzie box
His [E] legs move, they wonder as who [G] is he, [Am] but don't [E] worry, believe me you'll get dizzy [Am] when it [D] comes [E] to poetry, he's got plenty, [Em] la la la
La la [Am] la la la [C] la
[Gm] [Am] [E]
[Em] [C]
[Ab]
Key:
E
Am
D
Em
G
E
Am
D
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
[Am] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ [E] His legs move, they wonder as [Bb] who is he, but [Am] don't [D] [E] worry, believe me you'll get dizzy when [Am] it [D] comes [E] to poetry, he's got plenty, [Em] la la la
_ La la la [Gb] la la la
Jump on in [E] like jump rope, double dutch, then turn on the [Fm] mic with a [D] thumb stroke, subtle touch, cuddle [E] fudge
Is this thing on like the fling with Mrs.
[D] King Kong, this [Am] spring gone, sing a [E] song of slap happy crappiness, he came to blow like it was [G] strapped to his nappy chest, surely I jest
The best on a wireless mic, not an eye test, yet I [C] digress, but why [E] stress, try and remember when, maybe bit the [N] tender skinned baby, silly [Am] Gwendolyn
The type [E] to hit and run and go tell a friend, word to El Muerto, cucaracha, [Am] exoskeleton
He [E] know, flow like interstellar wind, toe a rap gin, bites toe into [G] hell again
Ahem, one two check me too, moose rack see through your gooseneck [Am] EQ
His legs [D] [E] move, they wonder as who [Am] is he, but don't [E] worry, believe me you'll get dizzy [Am] when it comes [E] to poetry, he's got [Em] plenty, la la la
La _ la la la la [D] la
Hey, [E] if I may interject, rap these [D] daisies like a pain up in the [Am] neck, [E] cornier and phonier than a prey fight, take two of these and don't phone me on [Am] a late night
[E] The beat won't fail me with more rhymes, sometimes he washes his hands and feet daily, [Em] and all that [G] kerosene ain't cheap, villain [Em] been deep since the teenage [Am] creak
He [E] always was a gentleman and kept a pen and a [Fm] pencil in his [Am] mental den, right [E] there next to where the Rolodex was before it turned up all burnt by his [Am] solar plexus
[E] He don't know his own strength, when he's on the bonus like the [Em] microphone's length and width, ain't it [G] funky like dingy socks, feel the full effect off cassette in your [Am] Benzie box
His [E] legs move, they wonder as who [G] is he, [Am] but don't [E] worry, _ believe me you'll get dizzy [Am] when it [D] comes [E] to poetry, he's got plenty, [Em] la la la
_ _ _ La la [Am] la la la [C] la
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ [Am] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ [E] His legs move, they wonder as [Bb] who is he, but [Am] don't [D] [E] worry, believe me you'll get dizzy when [Am] it [D] comes [E] to poetry, he's got plenty, [Em] la la la
_ La la la [Gb] la la la
Jump on in [E] like jump rope, double dutch, then turn on the [Fm] mic with a [D] thumb stroke, subtle touch, cuddle [E] fudge
Is this thing on like the fling with Mrs.
[D] King Kong, this [Am] spring gone, sing a [E] song of slap happy crappiness, he came to blow like it was [G] strapped to his nappy chest, surely I jest
The best on a wireless mic, not an eye test, yet I [C] digress, but why [E] stress, try and remember when, maybe bit the [N] tender skinned baby, silly [Am] Gwendolyn
The type [E] to hit and run and go tell a friend, word to El Muerto, cucaracha, [Am] exoskeleton
He [E] know, flow like interstellar wind, toe a rap gin, bites toe into [G] hell again
Ahem, one two check me too, moose rack see through your gooseneck [Am] EQ
His legs [D] [E] move, they wonder as who [Am] is he, but don't [E] worry, believe me you'll get dizzy [Am] when it comes [E] to poetry, he's got [Em] plenty, la la la
La _ la la la la [D] la
Hey, [E] if I may interject, rap these [D] daisies like a pain up in the [Am] neck, [E] cornier and phonier than a prey fight, take two of these and don't phone me on [Am] a late night
[E] The beat won't fail me with more rhymes, sometimes he washes his hands and feet daily, [Em] and all that [G] kerosene ain't cheap, villain [Em] been deep since the teenage [Am] creak
He [E] always was a gentleman and kept a pen and a [Fm] pencil in his [Am] mental den, right [E] there next to where the Rolodex was before it turned up all burnt by his [Am] solar plexus
[E] He don't know his own strength, when he's on the bonus like the [Em] microphone's length and width, ain't it [G] funky like dingy socks, feel the full effect off cassette in your [Am] Benzie box
His [E] legs move, they wonder as who [G] is he, [Am] but don't [E] worry, _ believe me you'll get dizzy [Am] when it [D] comes [E] to poetry, he's got plenty, [Em] la la la
_ _ _ La la [Am] la la la [C] la
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ [Am] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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