Chords for Zodiac Mindwarp & The Love Reaction - Elvis Died For You
Tempo:
104.25 bpm
Chords used:
F
C
Eb
G
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Cm] [Ab]
[B] What do [Bm] you like, whites?
[B] Or your country, [D] redneck, or free?
[Cm] Young, old, or [Ab] lost down the [C] mountain?
[Eb] [F]
[Eb] Elvis [C] [Cm] [F]
[Gm] [Cm] [F]
[Eb] [C] [Eb] [F]
[Cm] [C]
[Eb] [F] [C] went to heaven, baby
Died for all [F] I [C] sinned
The son of God in his Kimmel flare
Sunglasses and [Eb] [F] sequins
[C] Well, I believe there's poetry in the soul of [F] every [Eb] man
One [C] of the run fighters and my bird over [Eb] it
[F] [G] There's poetry in the weather
[Bb] That you wear, black [F] bean, and trot
[G] Poetry in your little [Bb] picture
Flying, [Eb] [C] [Eb] [F] flying
[Eb] [C] into heaven
[Cm] Na [F] na na na
Is [G] where my [C] moves make shoes
[Eb] Na [F] na na na
[Eb] Flying [C] into heaven
[Eb] Na [F] na na na
And [C] I'll be star, for you
[Eb] [C] Poetry on the air, baby
Sliding [F] across the [Eb] sky
He [C] shoots right down on a radio wave
And into [Eb] my eye [F] fire
I [D] believe there's poetry
Locked right up [F] inside my [Eb] skin
[C] Jagged as keys in a quantum zone
And I couldn't [Eb] hear them scream
[G] Poetry hauls like a [Bb] spike
In raw [F] [G] plutonium
Then it's called a
[Bb]
G for the nuclear bomb
[Eb] [F]
Flying [C] into heaven
[F] Na na na na
Is where [G] my moves [C] make shoes
Na [F] na na na
Flying [C] into heaven
[F]
And I'll [Gm] be star, [C] for you
This rock and roll is filled with dynamite
[Eb] [N] Dynamite
Rock and white Dynamite Scout laundering
This rock and roll is filled with dynamite
Elvis Presley is what's to be
The king of rock and roll
Look at him go
[D] [F] [G]
[F] [D] [Dm] [G]
[D] [F] [G]
[F] [D] [F] [G]
[A] [D] Oh, she's under pressure
Sealed in an [G] aerosol [Dm] can
Spattered all around on the ghetto walls
In the skin of her old man's hand
[G] [Am] Poetry dances on TV
[C] Still [G] in the media
[A] Poetry's made in Scotland
[C] And sung for all the [F] boys, baby
[G]
[F] Flying [D] into heaven
[F] Na na [G] na na
Is [A] where my [D] moves make shoes
[F] Na [G] na na na
[F] Flying [D] into heaven
[Fm] Na [G] na na na
And [A] I'll be [D] star, for you
[F] Na [G] na [F] na na
Flying [D] into heaven
And [F] [G]
[D] I'll be star, for you
[B] What do [Bm] you like, whites?
[B] Or your country, [D] redneck, or free?
[Cm] Young, old, or [Ab] lost down the [C] mountain?
[Eb] [F]
[Eb] Elvis [C] [Cm] [F]
[Gm] [Cm] [F]
[Eb] [C] [Eb] [F]
[Cm] [C]
[Eb] [F] [C] went to heaven, baby
Died for all [F] I [C] sinned
The son of God in his Kimmel flare
Sunglasses and [Eb] [F] sequins
[C] Well, I believe there's poetry in the soul of [F] every [Eb] man
One [C] of the run fighters and my bird over [Eb] it
[F] [G] There's poetry in the weather
[Bb] That you wear, black [F] bean, and trot
[G] Poetry in your little [Bb] picture
Flying, [Eb] [C] [Eb] [F] flying
[Eb] [C] into heaven
[Cm] Na [F] na na na
Is [G] where my [C] moves make shoes
[Eb] Na [F] na na na
[Eb] Flying [C] into heaven
[Eb] Na [F] na na na
And [C] I'll be star, for you
[Eb] [C] Poetry on the air, baby
Sliding [F] across the [Eb] sky
He [C] shoots right down on a radio wave
And into [Eb] my eye [F] fire
I [D] believe there's poetry
Locked right up [F] inside my [Eb] skin
[C] Jagged as keys in a quantum zone
And I couldn't [Eb] hear them scream
[G] Poetry hauls like a [Bb] spike
In raw [F] [G] plutonium
Then it's called a
[Bb]
G for the nuclear bomb
[Eb] [F]
Flying [C] into heaven
[F] Na na na na
Is where [G] my moves [C] make shoes
Na [F] na na na
Flying [C] into heaven
[F]
And I'll [Gm] be star, [C] for you
This rock and roll is filled with dynamite
[Eb] [N] Dynamite
Rock and white Dynamite Scout laundering
This rock and roll is filled with dynamite
Elvis Presley is what's to be
The king of rock and roll
Look at him go
[D] [F] [G]
[F] [D] [Dm] [G]
[D] [F] [G]
[F] [D] [F] [G]
[A] [D] Oh, she's under pressure
Sealed in an [G] aerosol [Dm] can
Spattered all around on the ghetto walls
In the skin of her old man's hand
[G] [Am] Poetry dances on TV
[C] Still [G] in the media
[A] Poetry's made in Scotland
[C] And sung for all the [F] boys, baby
[G]
[F] Flying [D] into heaven
[F] Na na [G] na na
Is [A] where my [D] moves make shoes
[F] Na [G] na na na
[F] Flying [D] into heaven
[Fm] Na [G] na na na
And [A] I'll be [D] star, for you
[F] Na [G] na [F] na na
Flying [D] into heaven
And [F] [G]
[D] I'll be star, for you
Key:
F
C
Eb
G
D
F
C
Eb
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
[B] _ What do [Bm] you like, whites?
_ [B] Or your country, [D] redneck, or free?
_ [Cm] _ Young, old, or [Ab] lost down the [C] mountain? _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ [F] _ _
[Eb] Elvis [C] _ _ _ [Cm] _ [F] _ _ _
[Gm] _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[Eb] _ [C] _ _ _ [Eb] _ [F] _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ [F] _ [C] went to heaven, baby
Died for all [F] I [C] sinned
The son of God in his Kimmel flare
Sunglasses and [Eb] [F] sequins
[C] Well, I believe there's poetry in the soul of [F] every [Eb] man
One [C] of the run fighters and my bird over [Eb] it
[F] [G] There's poetry in the weather
[Bb] That you wear, black [F] bean, and trot
[G] Poetry in your little [Bb] picture
Flying, _ [Eb] _ [C] _ [Eb] _ [F] flying _
[Eb] [C] into heaven
[Cm] Na [F] na na na
Is [G] where my [C] moves make shoes
[Eb] Na [F] na na na
[Eb] Flying [C] into heaven
[Eb] Na [F] na na na
And [C] I'll be star, for you _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ [C] Poetry on the air, baby
Sliding [F] across the [Eb] sky
He [C] shoots right down on a radio wave
And into [Eb] my eye [F] fire
I [D] believe there's poetry
Locked right up [F] inside my [Eb] skin
[C] Jagged as keys in a quantum zone
And I couldn't [Eb] hear them scream
[G] Poetry hauls like a [Bb] spike
In raw [F] _ [G] plutonium
Then it's called a
[Bb]
G for the nuclear bomb
[Eb] _ _ [F] _ _
Flying [C] into heaven
_ [F] Na na na na
Is where [G] my moves [C] make shoes
Na [F] na na na
Flying [C] into heaven
_ _ [F] _ _
And I'll [Gm] be star, [C] for you
This rock and roll is filled with dynamite
[Eb] _ _ [N] _ Dynamite
Rock and white Dynamite Scout laundering
This rock and roll is filled with dynamite
Elvis Presley is what's to be
The king of rock and roll
Look at him go
[D] _ [F] _ [G] _ _
_ [F] _ [D] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [G] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _
_ [F] _ [D] _ _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _
_ [A] _ [D] _ _ Oh, she's under pressure
Sealed in an [G] aerosol [Dm] can
Spattered all around on the ghetto walls
In the skin of her old man's hand
[G] _ [Am] Poetry dances on TV
[C] Still [G] in the media
_ [A] Poetry's made in Scotland
[C] And sung for all the [F] boys, baby
_ [G] _ _
[F] Flying [D] into heaven
[F] Na na [G] na na
Is [A] where my [D] moves make shoes
[F] Na [G] na na na
[F] Flying [D] into heaven
[Fm] Na [G] na na na
And [A] I'll be [D] star, for you
[F] Na [G] na _ [F] na na
Flying [D] into heaven
And [F] _ [G] _ _
[D] I'll be star, for you _ _ _ _
[B] _ What do [Bm] you like, whites?
_ [B] Or your country, [D] redneck, or free?
_ [Cm] _ Young, old, or [Ab] lost down the [C] mountain? _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ [F] _ _
[Eb] Elvis [C] _ _ _ [Cm] _ [F] _ _ _
[Gm] _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[Eb] _ [C] _ _ _ [Eb] _ [F] _ _ _
[Cm] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ [F] _ [C] went to heaven, baby
Died for all [F] I [C] sinned
The son of God in his Kimmel flare
Sunglasses and [Eb] [F] sequins
[C] Well, I believe there's poetry in the soul of [F] every [Eb] man
One [C] of the run fighters and my bird over [Eb] it
[F] [G] There's poetry in the weather
[Bb] That you wear, black [F] bean, and trot
[G] Poetry in your little [Bb] picture
Flying, _ [Eb] _ [C] _ [Eb] _ [F] flying _
[Eb] [C] into heaven
[Cm] Na [F] na na na
Is [G] where my [C] moves make shoes
[Eb] Na [F] na na na
[Eb] Flying [C] into heaven
[Eb] Na [F] na na na
And [C] I'll be star, for you _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ [C] Poetry on the air, baby
Sliding [F] across the [Eb] sky
He [C] shoots right down on a radio wave
And into [Eb] my eye [F] fire
I [D] believe there's poetry
Locked right up [F] inside my [Eb] skin
[C] Jagged as keys in a quantum zone
And I couldn't [Eb] hear them scream
[G] Poetry hauls like a [Bb] spike
In raw [F] _ [G] plutonium
Then it's called a
[Bb]
G for the nuclear bomb
[Eb] _ _ [F] _ _
Flying [C] into heaven
_ [F] Na na na na
Is where [G] my moves [C] make shoes
Na [F] na na na
Flying [C] into heaven
_ _ [F] _ _
And I'll [Gm] be star, [C] for you
This rock and roll is filled with dynamite
[Eb] _ _ [N] _ Dynamite
Rock and white Dynamite Scout laundering
This rock and roll is filled with dynamite
Elvis Presley is what's to be
The king of rock and roll
Look at him go
[D] _ [F] _ [G] _ _
_ [F] _ [D] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [G] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _
_ [F] _ [D] _ _ _ [F] _ [G] _ _
_ [A] _ [D] _ _ Oh, she's under pressure
Sealed in an [G] aerosol [Dm] can
Spattered all around on the ghetto walls
In the skin of her old man's hand
[G] _ [Am] Poetry dances on TV
[C] Still [G] in the media
_ [A] Poetry's made in Scotland
[C] And sung for all the [F] boys, baby
_ [G] _ _
[F] Flying [D] into heaven
[F] Na na [G] na na
Is [A] where my [D] moves make shoes
[F] Na [G] na na na
[F] Flying [D] into heaven
[Fm] Na [G] na na na
And [A] I'll be [D] star, for you
[F] Na [G] na _ [F] na na
Flying [D] into heaven
And [F] _ [G] _ _
[D] I'll be star, for you _ _ _ _