15 Steps Chords by The Stranglers
Tempo:
100 bpm
Chords used:
D
Bb
E
C
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] [Bb]
[D] [Bb]
[D] [Bb]
[D] [Bb]
[D] [Bb] [C] [Dm] [Em]
[D] [Bb]
[D] In a house on a hill, [Bb] to hear and still [D] contemplation,
[Bb] [Gm]
[D] There's a table, a chair, [Bb] no room, but it's spare [D] isolation.
[Bb] [Dm]
The topics discussed [Bb] include dust to the state [D] of the nation,
[Bb] [Gm]
[D] And the people in there [Gm] trade in [F] joy [Dm] or [C] despair, [D] satisfaction.
[Bb]
[E] And there are often feast [F] days in heaven, [Dm] [A]
[E] and it's cock and [F] quite long,
[G] [A]
[E] And if you surrender [F] your soul, you feel a shake, rattle, [C] and roll,
[E] For too long.
[D] There's a time when peace [Bb] will fill up the chase,
[D] And people's stress might [Bb] [Gm]
[D] be all gone down, [Bb] but it won't bring around [D] gratification.
[Bb] [Gm]
[D] And it seems days on end, [Bb] till the sight of a friend [D] and conversation,
[Bb] [G]
[D] But if things get you down, [Gm] it's a [Am] short [Dm] ride to [C] town [D] for libation.
[Bb]
[E] Nothing ever [F] seems to hurry, [Dm] [A]
[E] there is no gratitude [F] time [G] there,
[A]
[E] And with the setting [F] of the sun, it's strange if anything [C] gets done,
But [E] we don't care.
[Am] [F]
[C] [E]
[Am] [C]
[E] [D] [C] [E]
[Am] [Dm] [F]
[C] [E]
[Am] [C]
[E]
[D] [Bb] Spare in your ear, [D] [Bb] [Gm]
[D] the blows [Bb] as the old timbers grow,
[D] And the sleep is snitched, [Bb] [G]
[D] but there's no finer place,
[Bb] To zone in and embrace [D] the seclusion.
[Bb] [C]
[D] It's as sharp as a knife, [Gm] and the [Am] rest of [Bb] your [C] life's [D] an illusion.
[Bb]
[E] Nothing ever [F] seems to hurry, [G] [A]
[E] there is no gratitude [F] time [G] there,
[A]
[E] And with the setting [F] of the sun, it's strange if anything [C] gets done,
But [E] we don't care.
Because there are often feast [F] days in heaven, [G] [A]
[E] and it's cock and [F] quite long,
[G] [A]
[E] And if you surrender [F] your soul to finish it, [C] rattle and roll, [E] for too long.
[D] [Bb]
[D] [Bb] [C]
[D] [Bb]
[D] [Bb] [C]
[D] [Bb] [C]
[D] [Bb] [C]
[D] [Bb]
[D] [Bb]
[N]
[D] [Bb]
[D] [Bb]
[D] [Bb]
[D] [Bb] [C] [Dm] [Em]
[D] [Bb]
[D] In a house on a hill, [Bb] to hear and still [D] contemplation,
[Bb] [Gm]
[D] There's a table, a chair, [Bb] no room, but it's spare [D] isolation.
[Bb] [Dm]
The topics discussed [Bb] include dust to the state [D] of the nation,
[Bb] [Gm]
[D] And the people in there [Gm] trade in [F] joy [Dm] or [C] despair, [D] satisfaction.
[Bb]
[E] And there are often feast [F] days in heaven, [Dm] [A]
[E] and it's cock and [F] quite long,
[G] [A]
[E] And if you surrender [F] your soul, you feel a shake, rattle, [C] and roll,
[E] For too long.
[D] There's a time when peace [Bb] will fill up the chase,
[D] And people's stress might [Bb] [Gm]
[D] be all gone down, [Bb] but it won't bring around [D] gratification.
[Bb] [Gm]
[D] And it seems days on end, [Bb] till the sight of a friend [D] and conversation,
[Bb] [G]
[D] But if things get you down, [Gm] it's a [Am] short [Dm] ride to [C] town [D] for libation.
[Bb]
[E] Nothing ever [F] seems to hurry, [Dm] [A]
[E] there is no gratitude [F] time [G] there,
[A]
[E] And with the setting [F] of the sun, it's strange if anything [C] gets done,
But [E] we don't care.
[Am] [F]
[C] [E]
[Am] [C]
[E] [D] [C] [E]
[Am] [Dm] [F]
[C] [E]
[Am] [C]
[E]
[D] [Bb] Spare in your ear, [D] [Bb] [Gm]
[D] the blows [Bb] as the old timbers grow,
[D] And the sleep is snitched, [Bb] [G]
[D] but there's no finer place,
[Bb] To zone in and embrace [D] the seclusion.
[Bb] [C]
[D] It's as sharp as a knife, [Gm] and the [Am] rest of [Bb] your [C] life's [D] an illusion.
[Bb]
[E] Nothing ever [F] seems to hurry, [G] [A]
[E] there is no gratitude [F] time [G] there,
[A]
[E] And with the setting [F] of the sun, it's strange if anything [C] gets done,
But [E] we don't care.
Because there are often feast [F] days in heaven, [G] [A]
[E] and it's cock and [F] quite long,
[G] [A]
[E] And if you surrender [F] your soul to finish it, [C] rattle and roll, [E] for too long.
[D] [Bb]
[D] [Bb] [C]
[D] [Bb]
[D] [Bb] [C]
[D] [Bb] [C]
[D] [Bb] [C]
[D] [Bb]
[D] [Bb]
[N]
Key:
D
Bb
E
C
F
D
Bb
E
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [C] _ [Dm] _ [Em] _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[D] In a house on a hill, [Bb] to hear and still [D] contemplation,
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Gm]
[D] There's a table, a chair, [Bb] no room, but it's spare [D] isolation.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Dm]
The topics discussed [Bb] include dust to the state [D] of the nation,
_ _ [Bb] _ _ [Gm] _
[D] And the people in there [Gm] trade in [F] joy [Dm] or [C] despair, [D] _ satisfaction.
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[E] And there are often feast [F] days in heaven, [Dm] _ [A] _
[E] _ and it's cock and [F] quite long,
[G] _ [A] _
[E] And if you surrender [F] your soul, you feel a shake, rattle, [C] and roll,
_ [E] For too long.
[D] There's a time when peace [Bb] will fill up the chase,
[D] And people's stress might [Bb] _ _ [Gm] _ _
[D] be all gone down, [Bb] but it won't bring around [D] gratification.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ [Gm] _
[D] And it seems days on end, [Bb] till the sight of a friend [D] and conversation,
_ [Bb] _ _ [G] _
[D] But if things get you down, [Gm] it's a [Am] short [Dm] ride to [C] town [D] for libation.
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[E] _ Nothing ever [F] seems to hurry, [Dm] _ [A] _
[E] there is no gratitude [F] time [G] there,
[A] _
[E] And with the setting [F] of the sun, it's strange if anything [C] gets done,
But [E] we don't care. _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ [C] _ [E] _
[Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _ [F] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] Spare in your ear, [D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Gm] _ _
[D] _ the blows [Bb] as the old timbers grow,
[D] And the sleep is snitched, _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [G]
[D] but there's no finer place,
[Bb] To zone in and embrace [D] the seclusion.
_ [Bb] _ _ [C] _
[D] It's as sharp as a knife, [Gm] and the [Am] rest of [Bb] your [C] life's [D] an illusion.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[E] _ Nothing ever [F] seems to hurry, [G] _ [A] _
[E] there is no gratitude [F] time [G] there,
[A] _
[E] And with the setting [F] of the sun, it's strange if anything [C] gets done,
But [E] we don't care. _
Because there are often feast [F] days in heaven, [G] _ [A] _
[E] and it's cock and [F] quite long,
[G] _ [A] _
[E] And if you surrender [F] your soul to finish it, [C] rattle and roll, _ [E] for too long.
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [C] _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [C] _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [C] _ [Dm] _ [Em] _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[D] In a house on a hill, [Bb] to hear and still [D] contemplation,
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Gm]
[D] There's a table, a chair, [Bb] no room, but it's spare [D] isolation.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Dm]
The topics discussed [Bb] include dust to the state [D] of the nation,
_ _ [Bb] _ _ [Gm] _
[D] And the people in there [Gm] trade in [F] joy [Dm] or [C] despair, [D] _ satisfaction.
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[E] And there are often feast [F] days in heaven, [Dm] _ [A] _
[E] _ and it's cock and [F] quite long,
[G] _ [A] _
[E] And if you surrender [F] your soul, you feel a shake, rattle, [C] and roll,
_ [E] For too long.
[D] There's a time when peace [Bb] will fill up the chase,
[D] And people's stress might [Bb] _ _ [Gm] _ _
[D] be all gone down, [Bb] but it won't bring around [D] gratification.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ [Gm] _
[D] And it seems days on end, [Bb] till the sight of a friend [D] and conversation,
_ [Bb] _ _ [G] _
[D] But if things get you down, [Gm] it's a [Am] short [Dm] ride to [C] town [D] for libation.
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[E] _ Nothing ever [F] seems to hurry, [Dm] _ [A] _
[E] there is no gratitude [F] time [G] there,
[A] _
[E] And with the setting [F] of the sun, it's strange if anything [C] gets done,
But [E] we don't care. _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ [C] _ [E] _
[Am] _ _ _ [Dm] _ [F] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] Spare in your ear, [D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Gm] _ _
[D] _ the blows [Bb] as the old timbers grow,
[D] And the sleep is snitched, _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [G]
[D] but there's no finer place,
[Bb] To zone in and embrace [D] the seclusion.
_ [Bb] _ _ [C] _
[D] It's as sharp as a knife, [Gm] and the [Am] rest of [Bb] your [C] life's [D] an illusion.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[E] _ Nothing ever [F] seems to hurry, [G] _ [A] _
[E] there is no gratitude [F] time [G] there,
[A] _
[E] And with the setting [F] of the sun, it's strange if anything [C] gets done,
But [E] we don't care. _
Because there are often feast [F] days in heaven, [G] _ [A] _
[E] and it's cock and [F] quite long,
[G] _ [A] _
[E] And if you surrender [F] your soul to finish it, [C] rattle and roll, _ [E] for too long.
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [C] _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [C] _
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