12 Dirty Bullets - Fatman, аккорды

Вступление [Intro] Dm Dm Bb A [Verse] Dm Here comes the fatman Dm That dirty fatman Bb As crooked hands shake crooked hands A We're all left to understand that Dm These paper payslips, yeah Dm These empty payslips Bb Are violent hits from violent lips A Backhanders from fingertips and all [Interlude] Dm Dm Bb A [Verse] Dm He plays it safely Dm But he ain't sure where to start Bb With roses for Soho sweethearts A And summer trips in the middle of March, now Dm How would ya face it Dm If wiseman's words were wasted Bb On broken hearts, winter laughs A Married men that dress so smart and [Chorus] Dm F And all of you gone C Like all of you came Bb I'm still waiting on the next time, next time Dm But I don't mind F 'Cus like all of ya should C All of ya claim Bb You ain't waitin' on the next line, next line, no [Interlude] Dm Dm Bb A [Verse] Dm Here comes the fatman Dm That dirty fatman Bb As crooked hands shake crooked hands A We're all left to understand that Dm These paper payslips, yeah Dm These empty payslips Bb Are violent hits from violent lips A Backhanders from fingertips and all [Chorus] Dm F And all of you gone C Like all of you came Bb I'm still waiting on the next time, next time Dm But I don't mind F 'Cus like all of ya should C All of ya claim Bb You ain't waitin' on the next line, next line, no [Bridge] Bb A Your heart's so cold Dm It's only a golden smile F That will please your child Bb And you know A That you'll die alone Dm You can't take your factories, your tack sheets, your captured cars cars and flatscreens [Interlude] Dm F C Bb [Bridge] Dm We're just peasants and thieves F We're just peasants and thieves C We're just peasants and thieves Bb Out of love, from the devil Dm And we're just peasants and thieves F We're just peasants and thieves C We're just peasants and thieves Bb Chasing stars, bound by class, we'll keep you paying for your past, man [Outro] Dm Dm Bb A Dm