Brian Eno
Brian Eno - Here Comes The Warm Jets gitaar tab
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Song: Here comes the warm jets Artist: Eno Brian Tabbed by: Leon Stern This song is very fuzzed up on the record "Here comes the warm jets". There is another version of the song without all the fuzz but I haven?t gotten a hold of it so this is only my version of the song. When you play turn the treble down and bass up. This way you can get quite close to the original song. I?m sure some of it is wrong. If you know how to fix it, you can contact me so we can sort it out and get proper tab. Have fun! Standard Tuning V1 E5 D#5 B# A5 F#5 A5 |---------------------------------------------------------------- |---------------------------------------------------------------- |-9-9-9-9-9-6-6-6-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-------------------------------- |-9-9-9-9-9-6-6-6-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-7-7-7-7-7-4-4-4-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7 |-7-7-7-7-7-4-4-4-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-7-7-7-7-7-4-4-4-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7 |---------------------------------5-5-5-5-5-2-2-2-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5 V2 F#5 A5 E5 |---------------------------------------------------- |---------------------------------------------------- |------------------9-9-9-9-9-9-9-9------------------- |--4-4-4-4-4-7-7-7-9-9-9-9-9-9-9-9------------------- |--4-4-4-4-4-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7-7------------------- |--2-2-2-2-2-5-5-5----------------------------------- V3 |--------------------------------------------------- |--------------------------------------------------- |--------------------------------------------------- |--4-4-4-4-4-7-7-7-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6------------------ |--4-4-4-4-4-7-7-7-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6------------------ |--2-2-2-2-2-5-5-5-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4------------------ Lyrics: V1 Father we make claims on our knees. V1 Gone in a year, for we?ve nowhere to be. V2 Nowhere to be V3 Nowhere to be Father, stains, they?re all on our knees. Down on our words and we?ve nothing to be nothing to be nothing to be Further down we?re all on our saints Paid to appease though we?ve nothing these days Nothing these days nothing these days Father here they?re sprawled in a daze We?re down on our knees and we?ve nothing to say Nothing to say