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- Black Sheep
- American
- Cant Stop Thinking About You
- Diner
- Fall Like Rain
- Goin To The Country
- Gypsy Woman
- Happy
- I Thought I Knew Ya
- In The Journey
- Love Keep Us Together
- Purple Rain
- Real Man
- So Long Suzanna
- Stick Around
- Sugarcoating
- The Way I Am
- Wasted
- Where Did I Go Wrong
- With A Little Help From My Friends
- Young And Beautiful
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Sugarcoating - Martin Sexton
Intro - C, Am
C, F, Dm, C
Am
It was a clear blue day in September
C
In the year two thousand and one
Am
Everybody seems to remember
C
Very few know how it was done
Am
Jet planes flying into buildings
F C
Nobody getting in their way
Am
Tall twin towers made of concrete and steel
C G
Coming down like paper Mache
Dm
And I wonder why
F G
Nobody wonders why
C
With all this sweet, sweet, sweet sugarcoating
Am
The nightly news gone entertainment biz
C F
And the politicians out showboating
C G C
One day somebody tell it like it is
Am
We went a huntin' for those old evil doers
C
Down in old Afghanistan
Em Am
Then we lost the track and headed back to Iraq
C
With our sights set on Iran
Am
Through the desert runs a money trail
C
We kill and die for to defend
Am
Oh from the banks to the bankers to the tanks to the tankers
C G
It's a war that knows no end
Dm
And no wonder why
F G
Very few wonder why
C
With all this sweet, sweet, sweet sugarcoating
Am
The nightly news gone entertainment biz
C F
Oh big business out showboatin
C G G
Won't somebody tell it like it is
F C
Oh who knows a truth (And not afraid to tell it)
F Am - G - C
This song is for you
C - Am - C - G - C
Am
Maybe if we talk we're just dead men walking
C
But if we're silent we're living like slaves
Am
But if we follow where we lead and we're eaten what we're fed
C G
Dm F G
Then we might as well be sleeping in our grave
C
With all this sweet, sweet, sweet sugarcoating
Am
The nightly news gone entertainment biz
C F
Everybody out showboating
C G C
Somebody wanna tell it like it is
C G C
Oh somebody's gonna tell it like it is
C G F
C
I believe somebody's gonna tell it like it is
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Intro - C, Am
C, F, Dm, C
Am
It was a clear blue day in September
C
In the year two thousand and one
Am
Everybody seems to remember
C
Very few know how it was done
Am
Jet planes flying into buildings
F C
Nobody getting in their way
Am
Tall twin towers made of concrete and steel
C G
Coming down like paper Mache
Dm
And I wonder why
F G
Nobody wonders why
C
With all this sweet, sweet, sweet sugarcoating
Am
The nightly news gone entertainment biz
C F
And the politicians out showboating
C G C
One day somebody tell it like it is
Am
We went a huntin' for those old evil doers
C
Down in old Afghanistan
Em Am
Then we lost the track and headed back to Iraq
C
With our sights set on Iran
Am
Through the desert runs a money trail
C
We kill and die for to defend
Am
Oh from the banks to the bankers to the tanks to the tankers
C G
It's a war that knows no end
Dm
And no wonder why
F G
Very few wonder why
C
With all this sweet, sweet, sweet sugarcoating
Am
The nightly news gone entertainment biz
C F
Oh big business out showboatin
C G G
Won't somebody tell it like it is
F C
Oh who knows a truth (And not afraid to tell it)
F Am - G - C
This song is for you
C - Am - C - G - C
Am
Maybe if we talk we're just dead men walking
C
But if we're silent we're living like slaves
Am
But if we follow where we lead and we're eaten what we're fed
C G
Dm F G
Then we might as well be sleeping in our grave
C
With all this sweet, sweet, sweet sugarcoating
Am
The nightly news gone entertainment biz
C F
Everybody out showboating
C G C
Somebody wanna tell it like it is
C G C
Oh somebody's gonna tell it like it is
C G F
C
I believe somebody's gonna tell it like it is
Please comment for changes
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