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Cyanide Breath Mint

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Beck Hansen (nacido el 8 de julio de 1970 en Los Ángeles, California, Estados Unidos) es cantante y compositor. Desde pequeño, Beck fue influenciado por su padre, un músico de bluegrass callejero. Viviendo con su madre, una empleada administrativa, y su hermano, se crió en los suburbios de Los Angeles, donde absorbió el hip-hop cada vez más creciente como breakdancer. Beck también vivió en Kansas con sus abuelos (su abuelo paterno era un pastor presbiteriano) y con su abuelo materno, el artista Al Hansen, en Inglaterra.

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From: [email protected]
Date: Fri, 22 Dec 1995 23:32:25 -0500
Subject: CRD: Cyanide Breath Mint by Beck

Cyanide Breath Mint by Beck can be found on the disc One Foot in the Grave.
It's tuned down to D, so it's

D G C F A D

I just wrote the chords down as if the guitar were in E. This seems to match
up pretty
well with the CD, so just listen and strum as you see fit.

A F D G
Definitely, this is the wrong place to be
F C
there's blood on the futon,
E A
there's a kid drinkin' fire.
F
Goin' down to the sea,
D G
they got people to meet,
F C
shakin' hands with themselves,
E F -------->slide Ab
lookin' out for themselves.

C F G
When they ask you for credit,
F C
give them a branch.
C F G
When they want you to get it,
F C
chew on the grass.
E F
I know, I know
D G
'cause they told me to tell you
F C
there's nothing to tell you,
E A
there's nothing to sell you.

A F D G
In the afternoon, riding the scapegoat,
F C
burning equipment,
E A
decomposing.
F
Cool off your jets,
D G
take off your sweats,
F C
I got a funny feeling
E F -------> Ab
they got plastic in the afterlife.

C F G
When they want you to cry,
F C
leap into the sky.
F G
When they suck your mind,
F C
like a pigeon you fly.
E F
I know, I know,
D G
it's the positive people
F C
running from their time
E A
looking for some feeling

transcribed by:
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Lysbeth Guillorn