Chords for Voltaire - Hell in a handbasket (Lyrics)
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Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F] Oh, and now the end is near, and I face that [C] final curtain.
So [F] goodbye to strife, [Gm] this is [Bb] the last dance of my life.
[F]
Lord, [C] of this I'm [F] certain, I've been a sinner, I've been a saint,
Done both good and evil [C]
deeds.
Oh, [F] but in the end, [Bb] I was good to my friends, [F] and that's good [C] enough for [F] me.
Oh, good Lord, they say all souls you forgive, well if that's true, [C] then why
Does [F] there need to be a hell?
Hey, [Bb] what's that sulfury smell?
[F] Now I can feel it [C] creeping [F] up my neck, I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
It's a bohemian
[C] rhapsody.
Oh, [F] golly, leo, mamma [Bb] mia, skadda moosh, skadda moosh,
[C] Old fields and bubs got a [F] devil put aside for me.
I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
If my flesh will make [C] a feast, I'm [F] going to be there in [Bb] that [Db] number.
[C] That's six, six, six, the number [F] of the beast.
I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
Well, at least I'll [C] have a few.
Oh, I [F] will see the [Cm]
fire, [Bb] through the rusty razor wire.
[Bbm] [F] Oh, don't [C] you worry, I'll save [F] the seat for you.
I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
And I might like it [C] that way.
[F] No, this ain't no lie, [Bb] I'd rather be Kentucky pride,
[F] Than a [C] live man kicking in [F] Jersey any day.
[C] [F]
[Bb] [Bbm] [C]
[F] I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
I pray if I have [C] a guile.
[F] No, this ain't no fib, I'd [Bb] rather be a splatter on the devil's bib.
[C] Cause on my knees [F] repenting ain't my style.
I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
Oh, [Bbm] please don't [F] pray [C] for me.
[F] No, I don't need to be saved, [Bb] of the devil I ain't afraid.
[F] There ain't nothing he can do [C] that ain't already been done [F] to me.
I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
And I'll have good company [C] too.
Cause [F] if I was so bad, then [Bb] there's no need to [Bbm] be sad.
[C] Cause everybody else [F] will be there too, including you.
[C] [F]
[Bb] [F] [C]
[F] Oh, good Lord.
I only ask you forgive,
The self-righteous who [C] deceive.
[F] When your words they twist,
We both know [Bb] hell don't exist.
[F] Except in the [Em] minds of the [F] fools who believe.
[C]
[F] [Bb]
I'm going to [Bbm] hell.
[F] [C] [F]
So [F] goodbye to strife, [Gm] this is [Bb] the last dance of my life.
[F]
Lord, [C] of this I'm [F] certain, I've been a sinner, I've been a saint,
Done both good and evil [C]
deeds.
Oh, [F] but in the end, [Bb] I was good to my friends, [F] and that's good [C] enough for [F] me.
Oh, good Lord, they say all souls you forgive, well if that's true, [C] then why
Does [F] there need to be a hell?
Hey, [Bb] what's that sulfury smell?
[F] Now I can feel it [C] creeping [F] up my neck, I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
It's a bohemian
[C] rhapsody.
Oh, [F] golly, leo, mamma [Bb] mia, skadda moosh, skadda moosh,
[C] Old fields and bubs got a [F] devil put aside for me.
I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
If my flesh will make [C] a feast, I'm [F] going to be there in [Bb] that [Db] number.
[C] That's six, six, six, the number [F] of the beast.
I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
Well, at least I'll [C] have a few.
Oh, I [F] will see the [Cm]
fire, [Bb] through the rusty razor wire.
[Bbm] [F] Oh, don't [C] you worry, I'll save [F] the seat for you.
I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
And I might like it [C] that way.
[F] No, this ain't no lie, [Bb] I'd rather be Kentucky pride,
[F] Than a [C] live man kicking in [F] Jersey any day.
[C] [F]
[Bb] [Bbm] [C]
[F] I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
I pray if I have [C] a guile.
[F] No, this ain't no fib, I'd [Bb] rather be a splatter on the devil's bib.
[C] Cause on my knees [F] repenting ain't my style.
I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
Oh, [Bbm] please don't [F] pray [C] for me.
[F] No, I don't need to be saved, [Bb] of the devil I ain't afraid.
[F] There ain't nothing he can do [C] that ain't already been done [F] to me.
I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
And I'll have good company [C] too.
Cause [F] if I was so bad, then [Bb] there's no need to [Bbm] be sad.
[C] Cause everybody else [F] will be there too, including you.
[C] [F]
[Bb] [F] [C]
[F] Oh, good Lord.
I only ask you forgive,
The self-righteous who [C] deceive.
[F] When your words they twist,
We both know [Bb] hell don't exist.
[F] Except in the [Em] minds of the [F] fools who believe.
[C]
[F] [Bb]
I'm going to [Bbm] hell.
[F] [C] [F]
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[F] Oh, and now _ the end is near, and I face that [C] final curtain.
_ _ So [F] goodbye to strife, [Gm] this is [Bb] the last dance of my _ life.
_ _ [F] _
Lord, [C] of this I'm [F] certain, _ I've been a sinner, _ I've been a saint,
_ Done both good and evil [C] _
deeds.
Oh, [F] but in the end, [Bb] I was good to my friends, [F] and that's good [C] enough for [F] me.
_ Oh, good Lord, they say all souls you forgive, well if that's true, [C] then why _
Does [F] there need to be a hell?
Hey, [Bb] what's that sulfury smell? _ _ _ _
_ [F] Now I can feel it _ [C] creeping [F] up my neck, I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
_ _ It's a bohemian _
[C] rhapsody.
Oh, [F] golly, leo, mamma [Bb] mia, skadda moosh, skadda moosh,
[C] Old fields and bubs got a [F] devil put aside for me.
I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
_ If my flesh will make [C] a feast, I'm [F] going to be there in [Bb] that [Db] number.
_ [C] That's six, six, six, the number [F] of the beast.
_ I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
_ Well, at least I'll [C] have a few.
_ Oh, I [F] will see the [Cm]
fire, [Bb] through the rusty razor wire.
[Bbm] [F] Oh, don't [C] you worry, I'll save [F] the seat for you.
I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
_ _ And I might like it [C] that way.
[F] No, this ain't no lie, [Bb] I'd rather be Kentucky pride,
[F] Than a [C] live man kicking in [F] Jersey any day. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [C] _ _
[F] I'm _ _ _ going to hell, in a handbasket.
_ _ I pray if I have [C] a guile.
_ [F] No, this ain't no fib, I'd [Bb] rather be a splatter on the devil's bib.
[C] Cause on my knees [F] repenting ain't my style.
I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
_ _ Oh, [Bbm] please don't [F] pray [C] for me.
_ [F] No, I don't need to be saved, [Bb] of the devil I ain't afraid.
[F] There ain't nothing he can do [C] that ain't already been done [F] to me.
_ I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
_ _ And I'll have good company [C] too.
Cause [F] if I was so bad, then [Bb] there's no need to [Bbm] be sad.
[C] Cause everybody else [F] will be there too, including you. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ Oh, good Lord.
_ _ _ I only ask you forgive,
The self-righteous who [C] deceive. _ _ _ _
[F] When your words they twist,
We both know [Bb] hell don't exist. _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] Except in the [Em] minds of the [F] fools who believe. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Bb]
I'm going to [Bbm] hell.
_ [F] _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ So [F] goodbye to strife, [Gm] this is [Bb] the last dance of my _ life.
_ _ [F] _
Lord, [C] of this I'm [F] certain, _ I've been a sinner, _ I've been a saint,
_ Done both good and evil [C] _
deeds.
Oh, [F] but in the end, [Bb] I was good to my friends, [F] and that's good [C] enough for [F] me.
_ Oh, good Lord, they say all souls you forgive, well if that's true, [C] then why _
Does [F] there need to be a hell?
Hey, [Bb] what's that sulfury smell? _ _ _ _
_ [F] Now I can feel it _ [C] creeping [F] up my neck, I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
_ _ It's a bohemian _
[C] rhapsody.
Oh, [F] golly, leo, mamma [Bb] mia, skadda moosh, skadda moosh,
[C] Old fields and bubs got a [F] devil put aside for me.
I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
_ If my flesh will make [C] a feast, I'm [F] going to be there in [Bb] that [Db] number.
_ [C] That's six, six, six, the number [F] of the beast.
_ I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
_ Well, at least I'll [C] have a few.
_ Oh, I [F] will see the [Cm]
fire, [Bb] through the rusty razor wire.
[Bbm] [F] Oh, don't [C] you worry, I'll save [F] the seat for you.
I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
_ _ And I might like it [C] that way.
[F] No, this ain't no lie, [Bb] I'd rather be Kentucky pride,
[F] Than a [C] live man kicking in [F] Jersey any day. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [C] _ _
[F] I'm _ _ _ going to hell, in a handbasket.
_ _ I pray if I have [C] a guile.
_ [F] No, this ain't no fib, I'd [Bb] rather be a splatter on the devil's bib.
[C] Cause on my knees [F] repenting ain't my style.
I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
_ _ Oh, [Bbm] please don't [F] pray [C] for me.
_ [F] No, I don't need to be saved, [Bb] of the devil I ain't afraid.
[F] There ain't nothing he can do [C] that ain't already been done [F] to me.
_ I'm going to hell, in a handbasket.
_ _ And I'll have good company [C] too.
Cause [F] if I was so bad, then [Bb] there's no need to [Bbm] be sad.
[C] Cause everybody else [F] will be there too, including you. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ Oh, good Lord.
_ _ _ I only ask you forgive,
The self-righteous who [C] deceive. _ _ _ _
[F] When your words they twist,
We both know [Bb] hell don't exist. _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] Except in the [Em] minds of the [F] fools who believe. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Bb]
I'm going to [Bbm] hell.
_ [F] _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _