Chords for With Extreme Prejudice (Album Version) - Rusty Cage
Tempo:
81.9 bpm
Chords used:
C#m
G#
A
F#m
G#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#m]
You know everybody picks their nose, but it's what you do with the booger afterwards that
defines who you are.
I'm Rusty Cage, and now here's a song from my first album.
[G#] [A] [G#m] [C#m]
[G#] [G#m] [A] [F#m] [B] [C#m] Some people [F#] make it a habit [G#] of not working on the Sabbath, [A] waking up the next morning to pray.
[B] [C#m] Whether it be a live revision [G#] or a color television, [A] thanking Jesus they'll receive it [F#m] one day.
[C#m] Some people [F#] pull their [G#] optimism over their eyes, [A] just pretending that they know what to do.
[G#m] [C#m] And I know I'm slightly rusty, [G#] girl, you're gonna have to trust me, [A] keep a realistic [F#m] point of view.
[C#m]
[G#] [A] [C#m]
[G#] [A] [C#m] Well, Skexy cannot blame him, [G#] cause it's hard enough to name him, [A] but we see him every day on TV.
So let go off of [C#m] me and understand who's making [G#] men and let it pan to left and [A] to right.
Sufficient for night, of this and I might keep [C#m] you in my sight.
Don't let [G#] yourself slip, [A] cause tossing in the dice starts with losing your grip.
So [C#m] forsake your only baby, [G#] maybe you can get away [A] before the sun begins to pick up the dew.
[C#m] Woman, keep it in your vision, [G#] it's a hard enough decision, [A] keep a realistic point of view.
[C#m] If [G#] you're leaving my [A] side, [C#m] you had [G#] better open your [A] eyes and take my [C#m] hand by [G#] the end
of the [A] night.
[C#m] If I should [G#] ever lay you [A] down, lay you down.
[C#m] It's as simple as a [G#] monastery's life in your hands.
[A] Live a life of loading level prior to the promised land.
So [C#m] my man, stop the waiting, [G#] man, the baiting was net.
[A] I'm flat, then yes, entire situation's a mess.
So [C#m] regret, for that final [G#] sin you wish you was let.
And [A] the best, I guess I missed it.
The way I lived it, [C#m] the tide that drips it, [G#] may not fix it.
[A] But fear of fear is fire, fury biting through the wicked skin.
[C#m] Triple six, even [G#] with the shot in the brain, it's [A] to stain the painful knowledge that the
future will bring.
[C#m] Yeah, but you know I say fuck [G#] it, do what thou will.
[A] Now the poster on the door says that it's scary, it felt.
[C#m] Consider this a warning, [G#] you'll envision by the morning, [A] but it's better just to think it through.
[C#m] With your pupils dilated, [G#] in your mind I wanna stay to keep a realistic point [F#m] of view.
[C#m] Hard knees and [G#] high knees, mother maverick, [A] you had me close today.
[C#m] St.
Peter, [G#] St.
Peter, [A] and a time of sorrow [C#m] away.
Mother [G#] Mary, hard knees and [A] high knees, let us cry [C#m] again.
All the while [G#] I was born again, [A] sending all the sons of us to die for our sin.
[C#m] Hard knees and [G#] high knees, mother maverick, [A] you had me close [C#m] today.
St.
Peter, [G#] St.
Peter, [A] and a time of sorrow [C#m] away.
Mother [G#] Mary, hard knees and [A] high knees, let us cry again.
[C#m] All the while I [G#] was born again, [A] sending all the sons of us to die for our sin.
[C#m] [A] [C#m]
[G#] [C]
[C#m] [A] [Am] [C#m]
[G#] [Am]
You know everybody picks their nose, but it's what you do with the booger afterwards that
defines who you are.
I'm Rusty Cage, and now here's a song from my first album.
[G#] [A] [G#m] [C#m]
[G#] [G#m] [A] [F#m] [B] [C#m] Some people [F#] make it a habit [G#] of not working on the Sabbath, [A] waking up the next morning to pray.
[B] [C#m] Whether it be a live revision [G#] or a color television, [A] thanking Jesus they'll receive it [F#m] one day.
[C#m] Some people [F#] pull their [G#] optimism over their eyes, [A] just pretending that they know what to do.
[G#m] [C#m] And I know I'm slightly rusty, [G#] girl, you're gonna have to trust me, [A] keep a realistic [F#m] point of view.
[C#m]
[G#] [A] [C#m]
[G#] [A] [C#m] Well, Skexy cannot blame him, [G#] cause it's hard enough to name him, [A] but we see him every day on TV.
So let go off of [C#m] me and understand who's making [G#] men and let it pan to left and [A] to right.
Sufficient for night, of this and I might keep [C#m] you in my sight.
Don't let [G#] yourself slip, [A] cause tossing in the dice starts with losing your grip.
So [C#m] forsake your only baby, [G#] maybe you can get away [A] before the sun begins to pick up the dew.
[C#m] Woman, keep it in your vision, [G#] it's a hard enough decision, [A] keep a realistic point of view.
[C#m] If [G#] you're leaving my [A] side, [C#m] you had [G#] better open your [A] eyes and take my [C#m] hand by [G#] the end
of the [A] night.
[C#m] If I should [G#] ever lay you [A] down, lay you down.
[C#m] It's as simple as a [G#] monastery's life in your hands.
[A] Live a life of loading level prior to the promised land.
So [C#m] my man, stop the waiting, [G#] man, the baiting was net.
[A] I'm flat, then yes, entire situation's a mess.
So [C#m] regret, for that final [G#] sin you wish you was let.
And [A] the best, I guess I missed it.
The way I lived it, [C#m] the tide that drips it, [G#] may not fix it.
[A] But fear of fear is fire, fury biting through the wicked skin.
[C#m] Triple six, even [G#] with the shot in the brain, it's [A] to stain the painful knowledge that the
future will bring.
[C#m] Yeah, but you know I say fuck [G#] it, do what thou will.
[A] Now the poster on the door says that it's scary, it felt.
[C#m] Consider this a warning, [G#] you'll envision by the morning, [A] but it's better just to think it through.
[C#m] With your pupils dilated, [G#] in your mind I wanna stay to keep a realistic point [F#m] of view.
[C#m] Hard knees and [G#] high knees, mother maverick, [A] you had me close today.
[C#m] St.
Peter, [G#] St.
Peter, [A] and a time of sorrow [C#m] away.
Mother [G#] Mary, hard knees and [A] high knees, let us cry [C#m] again.
All the while [G#] I was born again, [A] sending all the sons of us to die for our sin.
[C#m] Hard knees and [G#] high knees, mother maverick, [A] you had me close [C#m] today.
St.
Peter, [G#] St.
Peter, [A] and a time of sorrow [C#m] away.
Mother [G#] Mary, hard knees and [A] high knees, let us cry again.
[C#m] All the while I [G#] was born again, [A] sending all the sons of us to die for our sin.
[C#m] [A] [C#m]
[G#] [C]
[C#m] [A] [Am] [C#m]
[G#] [Am]
Key:
C#m
G#
A
F#m
G#m
C#m
G#
A
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
You know everybody picks their nose, but it's what you do with the booger afterwards that
defines who you are.
I'm Rusty Cage, and now here's a song from my first album. _ _ _
[G#] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [G#m] _ [C#m] _ _
[G#] _ [G#m] _ [A] _ _ [F#m] _ [B] [C#m] Some people [F#] make it a habit [G#] of not working on the Sabbath, [A] waking up the next morning to pray.
[B] [C#m] Whether it be a live revision [G#] or a color television, [A] thanking Jesus they'll receive it [F#m] one day.
[C#m] Some people [F#] pull their [G#] optimism over their eyes, [A] just pretending that they know what to do.
[G#m] [C#m] And I know I'm slightly rusty, [G#] girl, you're gonna have to trust me, [A] keep a realistic [F#m] point of view.
[C#m] _ _ _
[G#] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _
[G#] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [C#m] Well, Skexy cannot blame him, [G#] cause it's hard enough to name him, [A] but we see him every day on TV.
So let go off of [C#m] me and understand who's making [G#] men and let it pan to left and [A] to right.
Sufficient for night, of this and I might keep [C#m] you in my sight.
Don't let [G#] yourself slip, [A] cause tossing in the dice starts with losing your grip.
So [C#m] forsake your only baby, [G#] maybe you can get away [A] before the sun begins to pick up the dew.
[C#m] Woman, keep it in your vision, [G#] it's a hard enough decision, [A] keep a realistic point of view.
_ [C#m] If [G#] you're leaving my [A] side, _ [C#m] you had [G#] better open your [A] eyes and take my [C#m] hand by [G#] the end
of the [A] night.
_ _ [C#m] If I should [G#] ever lay you [A] down, lay you down.
[C#m] It's as simple as a [G#] monastery's life in your hands.
[A] Live a life of loading level prior to the promised land.
So [C#m] my man, stop the waiting, [G#] man, the baiting was net.
[A] I'm flat, then yes, entire situation's a mess.
So [C#m] regret, for that final [G#] sin you wish you was let.
And [A] the best, I guess I missed it.
The way I lived it, [C#m] the tide that drips it, [G#] may not fix it.
[A] But fear of fear is fire, fury biting through the wicked skin.
[C#m] Triple six, even [G#] with the shot in the brain, it's [A] to stain the painful knowledge that the
future will bring.
[C#m] Yeah, but you know I say fuck [G#] it, do what thou will.
[A] Now the poster on the door says that it's scary, it felt.
[C#m] Consider this a warning, [G#] you'll envision by the morning, [A] but it's better just to think it through.
[C#m] With your pupils dilated, [G#] in your mind I wanna stay to keep a realistic point [F#m] of view.
_ [C#m] Hard knees and [G#] high knees, mother maverick, [A] you had me close today.
[C#m] St.
Peter, [G#] St.
Peter, [A] and a time of sorrow _ [C#m] away.
Mother [G#] Mary, hard knees and [A] high knees, let us cry [C#m] again.
All the while [G#] I was born again, [A] sending all the sons of us to die for our sin.
[C#m] Hard knees and [G#] high knees, mother maverick, [A] you had me close _ [C#m] today.
St.
Peter, [G#] St.
Peter, [A] and a time of sorrow _ [C#m] away.
Mother [G#] Mary, hard knees and [A] high knees, let us cry again.
_ [C#m] All the while I [G#] was born again, [A] sending all the sons of us to die for our sin.
[C#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _
_ [G#] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Am] _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ [G#] _ [Am] _ _ _ _
You know everybody picks their nose, but it's what you do with the booger afterwards that
defines who you are.
I'm Rusty Cage, and now here's a song from my first album. _ _ _
[G#] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [G#m] _ [C#m] _ _
[G#] _ [G#m] _ [A] _ _ [F#m] _ [B] [C#m] Some people [F#] make it a habit [G#] of not working on the Sabbath, [A] waking up the next morning to pray.
[B] [C#m] Whether it be a live revision [G#] or a color television, [A] thanking Jesus they'll receive it [F#m] one day.
[C#m] Some people [F#] pull their [G#] optimism over their eyes, [A] just pretending that they know what to do.
[G#m] [C#m] And I know I'm slightly rusty, [G#] girl, you're gonna have to trust me, [A] keep a realistic [F#m] point of view.
[C#m] _ _ _
[G#] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _
[G#] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [C#m] Well, Skexy cannot blame him, [G#] cause it's hard enough to name him, [A] but we see him every day on TV.
So let go off of [C#m] me and understand who's making [G#] men and let it pan to left and [A] to right.
Sufficient for night, of this and I might keep [C#m] you in my sight.
Don't let [G#] yourself slip, [A] cause tossing in the dice starts with losing your grip.
So [C#m] forsake your only baby, [G#] maybe you can get away [A] before the sun begins to pick up the dew.
[C#m] Woman, keep it in your vision, [G#] it's a hard enough decision, [A] keep a realistic point of view.
_ [C#m] If [G#] you're leaving my [A] side, _ [C#m] you had [G#] better open your [A] eyes and take my [C#m] hand by [G#] the end
of the [A] night.
_ _ [C#m] If I should [G#] ever lay you [A] down, lay you down.
[C#m] It's as simple as a [G#] monastery's life in your hands.
[A] Live a life of loading level prior to the promised land.
So [C#m] my man, stop the waiting, [G#] man, the baiting was net.
[A] I'm flat, then yes, entire situation's a mess.
So [C#m] regret, for that final [G#] sin you wish you was let.
And [A] the best, I guess I missed it.
The way I lived it, [C#m] the tide that drips it, [G#] may not fix it.
[A] But fear of fear is fire, fury biting through the wicked skin.
[C#m] Triple six, even [G#] with the shot in the brain, it's [A] to stain the painful knowledge that the
future will bring.
[C#m] Yeah, but you know I say fuck [G#] it, do what thou will.
[A] Now the poster on the door says that it's scary, it felt.
[C#m] Consider this a warning, [G#] you'll envision by the morning, [A] but it's better just to think it through.
[C#m] With your pupils dilated, [G#] in your mind I wanna stay to keep a realistic point [F#m] of view.
_ [C#m] Hard knees and [G#] high knees, mother maverick, [A] you had me close today.
[C#m] St.
Peter, [G#] St.
Peter, [A] and a time of sorrow _ [C#m] away.
Mother [G#] Mary, hard knees and [A] high knees, let us cry [C#m] again.
All the while [G#] I was born again, [A] sending all the sons of us to die for our sin.
[C#m] Hard knees and [G#] high knees, mother maverick, [A] you had me close _ [C#m] today.
St.
Peter, [G#] St.
Peter, [A] and a time of sorrow _ [C#m] away.
Mother [G#] Mary, hard knees and [A] high knees, let us cry again.
_ [C#m] All the while I [G#] was born again, [A] sending all the sons of us to die for our sin.
[C#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _
_ [G#] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Am] _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ [G#] _ [Am] _ _ _ _