Chords for Red Line
Tempo:
95.15 bpm
Chords used:
G
B
D
Bm
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B] [G]
[Bm] [B] [G]
[Bm] [G]
[Bm] [G]
Bad boy monkey in a skirt, [Bm] yeah
But then he crashed somehow and we landed [A] him
He took way off, one day I [G] tried to sell this lot
I can't say that he bought good, he stopped by the wine [B] tonight
But then I guess something's just [A] black and white
Ain't no rice, good boy [G] never had a chance
But we're right, we're locked in gasoline
And we [E] gotta lit [F#m] up at night
[B] And I walked [G] my way through a strip
When [B] it all blew [F#m] up tonight
[D] Silver line, loaded [B] up, wake up
I tried to [G] throw my life away but I get lost in thought
I'm here on streets and [D] walking lots
Run, run where [B] I be run
I tried to [G] throw my life away but I get lost in thought
I'm here on streets and walking lots
Nothing's where the hell it [B] lies
No it's just black clouds and a dirty sky
[A] And I call you out on this whiskey
Because [G] I make no sense on whiskey
With all my trouble, plastered across the floor
[B] And only I'll read blogs, go and write some [A] more
I've tried, smoke and dyes, [G] oh what a waste of time
I realize, this is locked in gasoline
And we [D] gotta lit up at night
And [G] I walked my way through a strip
When it [F#m] all blew up tonight
[D] Silver line, loaded up, [B] wake up
I tried to throw [G] my life away but I [B] get lost in thought
[G] I'm here on streets and walking [D] lots
Run, run where I [B] be run
I tried to throw [G] my life away but I [B] get lost in thought
[G] I'm here on streets and walking lots
Nothing, [D] [Bm]
[D]
[Bm]
[D] [G]
not yet
Calls [B] of art, useless, fake shit to hope [G] for
Lost in my own fit, it's okay [B] to run
Why [D] not stop trying?
[G]
Calls of [B] art, useless, fake shit to [G] hope for
Lost in my own fit, it's okay [B] to run
Why not stop [G] trying?
[F#m] [G]
[D] [G]
[D]
[F#m] [D]
[A]
[N]
[Bm] [B] [G]
[Bm] [G]
[Bm] [G]
Bad boy monkey in a skirt, [Bm] yeah
But then he crashed somehow and we landed [A] him
He took way off, one day I [G] tried to sell this lot
I can't say that he bought good, he stopped by the wine [B] tonight
But then I guess something's just [A] black and white
Ain't no rice, good boy [G] never had a chance
But we're right, we're locked in gasoline
And we [E] gotta lit [F#m] up at night
[B] And I walked [G] my way through a strip
When [B] it all blew [F#m] up tonight
[D] Silver line, loaded [B] up, wake up
I tried to [G] throw my life away but I get lost in thought
I'm here on streets and [D] walking lots
Run, run where [B] I be run
I tried to [G] throw my life away but I get lost in thought
I'm here on streets and walking lots
Nothing's where the hell it [B] lies
No it's just black clouds and a dirty sky
[A] And I call you out on this whiskey
Because [G] I make no sense on whiskey
With all my trouble, plastered across the floor
[B] And only I'll read blogs, go and write some [A] more
I've tried, smoke and dyes, [G] oh what a waste of time
I realize, this is locked in gasoline
And we [D] gotta lit up at night
And [G] I walked my way through a strip
When it [F#m] all blew up tonight
[D] Silver line, loaded up, [B] wake up
I tried to throw [G] my life away but I [B] get lost in thought
[G] I'm here on streets and walking [D] lots
Run, run where I [B] be run
I tried to throw [G] my life away but I [B] get lost in thought
[G] I'm here on streets and walking lots
Nothing, [D] [Bm]
[D]
[Bm]
[D] [G]
not yet
Calls [B] of art, useless, fake shit to hope [G] for
Lost in my own fit, it's okay [B] to run
Why [D] not stop trying?
[G]
Calls of [B] art, useless, fake shit to [G] hope for
Lost in my own fit, it's okay [B] to run
Why not stop [G] trying?
[F#m] [G]
[D] [G]
[D]
[F#m] [D]
[A]
[N]
Key:
G
B
D
Bm
A
G
B
D
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [B] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [G]
Bad boy monkey in a skirt, [Bm] yeah
But then he crashed somehow and we landed [A] him
He took way off, one day I [G] tried to sell this lot
I can't say that he bought good, he stopped by the wine [B] tonight
But then I guess something's just [A] black and white
Ain't no rice, good boy [G] never had a chance
But we're right, we're locked in gasoline
And we [E] gotta lit [F#m] up at night
[B] And I walked [G] my way through a strip
When [B] it all blew [F#m] up tonight
_ [D] Silver line, loaded [B] up, wake up
I tried to [G] throw my life away but I get lost in thought
I'm here on streets and [D] walking lots
Run, run where [B] I be run
I tried to [G] throw my life away but I get lost in thought
I'm here on streets and walking lots
Nothing's where the hell it [B] lies
No it's just black clouds and a dirty sky
[A] And I call you out on this whiskey
Because [G] I make no sense on whiskey
With all my trouble, plastered across the floor
[B] And only I'll read blogs, go and write some [A] more
I've tried, smoke and dyes, [G] oh what a waste of time
I realize, this is locked in gasoline
And we [D] gotta lit up at night
And [G] I walked my way through a strip
When it [F#m] all blew up tonight
[D] Silver line, loaded up, [B] wake up
I tried to throw [G] my life away but I [B] get lost in thought
[G] I'm here on streets and walking [D] lots
Run, run where I [B] be run
I tried to throw [G] my life away but I [B] get lost in thought
[G] I'm here on streets and walking lots
Nothing, _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [G]
not yet
Calls [B] of art, useless, fake shit to hope [G] for
Lost in my own fit, it's okay [B] to run
Why [D] not stop trying?
[G] _
_ Calls of [B] art, useless, fake shit to [G] hope for
Lost in my own fit, it's okay [B] to run
Why not stop [G] trying? _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [B] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [G]
Bad boy monkey in a skirt, [Bm] yeah
But then he crashed somehow and we landed [A] him
He took way off, one day I [G] tried to sell this lot
I can't say that he bought good, he stopped by the wine [B] tonight
But then I guess something's just [A] black and white
Ain't no rice, good boy [G] never had a chance
But we're right, we're locked in gasoline
And we [E] gotta lit [F#m] up at night
[B] And I walked [G] my way through a strip
When [B] it all blew [F#m] up tonight
_ [D] Silver line, loaded [B] up, wake up
I tried to [G] throw my life away but I get lost in thought
I'm here on streets and [D] walking lots
Run, run where [B] I be run
I tried to [G] throw my life away but I get lost in thought
I'm here on streets and walking lots
Nothing's where the hell it [B] lies
No it's just black clouds and a dirty sky
[A] And I call you out on this whiskey
Because [G] I make no sense on whiskey
With all my trouble, plastered across the floor
[B] And only I'll read blogs, go and write some [A] more
I've tried, smoke and dyes, [G] oh what a waste of time
I realize, this is locked in gasoline
And we [D] gotta lit up at night
And [G] I walked my way through a strip
When it [F#m] all blew up tonight
[D] Silver line, loaded up, [B] wake up
I tried to throw [G] my life away but I [B] get lost in thought
[G] I'm here on streets and walking [D] lots
Run, run where I [B] be run
I tried to throw [G] my life away but I [B] get lost in thought
[G] I'm here on streets and walking lots
Nothing, _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [G]
not yet
Calls [B] of art, useless, fake shit to hope [G] for
Lost in my own fit, it's okay [B] to run
Why [D] not stop trying?
[G] _
_ Calls of [B] art, useless, fake shit to [G] hope for
Lost in my own fit, it's okay [B] to run
Why not stop [G] trying? _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _