Guns 'N' Roses
Guns 'N' Roses - I.R.S. gitaar chord
Je score:
I.R.S. D5 E5 D5 G5 D#5 D5 |------------|------------|---------|---------------|--------------------| |-----12b----|-----14b----|---------|---------------|---10b--10-9--------| |------------|------------|---------|---------------|--------------------| |------------|------------|---------|---------------|--------------------| |------------|------------|---------|---------------|--------------------| |------------|------------|---------|---------------|--------------------| No...Oh...Oh Is it true... |------------|--------------------| |--12b--12p10-12b-12p10--12-10~~--| |------------|--------------------| |------------|--------------------| |------------|--------------------| |------------|--------------------| What they say of yoooou? G5 A5 Gonna call the President A#5 C5 Gonna call a Private Eye G5 A5 Gonna get the IRS A#5 C5 Gonna need the FBI D#5 D5 There's not anymore that I can do G5 A5 A#5 All the reasons that you gave C5 I follow you G5 A5 A#5 C5 So when you lead them in, that'll be the end of time it's true G5 A5 Wouldnt be the first time I've been wrong G5 A5 Wouldnt be the last I'm sure, I've Known A#5 C5 with all the rumors I can tell, A#5 C5 Some things didn't work so well D#5 D5 Well anyway, it feels the same G5 C#5 C5 When you first told me you were gone, A#5 G5 So long ago but I still held on C#5 C5 Through all the bullshit that I've had to take A#5 G5 I've found the truth and here's the worst yet Wouldn't even matter the things that I say You've made your mind up and gone anyway And there's no use now in dragging it on Should've seen it coming all along Well it's true....ooh....I had, Forgotten you Gonna call the President Gonna call a Private Eye Gonna get the IRS Gonna need the FBI Gonna make it a federal case Gonna wave it right down in your face Read it baby with your morning news With a sweet hangover And the headlines too, now Ah ah Ah ah Wha you think I'm doing this all for my health? I should've looked again then at somebody else Feelin' like I've done way more than wrong Feelin' like I'm living inside of this song Feelin' like I'm just too tired to care Feelin' like I done more than my share Could've been the way that I carried on Like a broken record for so long And I do Ooh, oh. I'm Gonna call the President, I'm gonna call a private Eye Gonna get the IRS, Gonna need myself the FBI. oooh, what shall I do If I gave my heart to you It's such a crime you now it's true Gonna call the president Gonna call a private eye Ooh, gonna get the IRS Gonna need the FBI Gonna make it a federal case Gonna wave it right down in your face read it baby with your morning news With the sweet hangover and the headlines too There's not anymore that I can do