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This is mostly played with the low D, A, and middle D strings. The first line of the Intro can be
played with the first line of the Verse, and the rest can be played by picking the chords that are
shown below.
There are some fill in picking notes (see D chord) between what I have tabbed out, but I didn't want to
take up space with what you can probably fill in yourself however is comfortable for you.
D G A E
D |-x---x---x---x-|
A |-x---2---0---x-|
F#|-0---1---1---x-|
D |-0---0---2---2-|
A |-0---2---0---2-|
D |-0---x---x---2-|
[Intro]
D |---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A |---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
F#|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D |------2-/4---0--------2/4--0--2/4/2--0-------------------------------------|
A |---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D |------0------0--------0-------0------0-------------------------------------|
D |---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A |---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
F#|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D |----0----0h2--0---2b3--2--0------0----------0----0h2--2----2b3r2---0-----0-|
A |--0---------------0----------2------------0------0---------0----------2----|
D |------0--------------------------0------------0----------------------------|
[Verse 1]
D
Got a busted gut, I can't feel a thing
G D
Busted gut, I can't feel a thing
A G
Phone keeps ringin' but the birds stop singin, there's a reason I believe in the dreams and the visions
E A
Are better than the screens, that scroll by fishin for
A
Another reason to get mad
[Verse 2]
D
But a busted gut, I can't feel a thing
G D
Busted gut, I can't feel a thing
A G
Old man yellin' at the TV station, what the hell happened to the imagination
E A
Pickin' on pills, in extreme aggitation
A
You got a reason to get mad
[Chorus]
D
With a busted gut, I can't feel a thing
G D
Busted gut, I can't feel a thing
A D
The world is a cushion, me I play the pin
[Verse 3]
D
Got a busted gut, I can't feel a thing
G D
Busted gut, I can't feel a thing
A G
Beauty parade and a false front of humor, there's baby in the world with a new kind of tumor
E A
And it gets so hot, man I hate it when it's humid
A
That ain't a reason to get mad
[Chorus]
D
With a busted gut, I can't feel a thing
G D
Busted gut, I can't feel a thing
A D
World is a cushion, me I'm just a pin
A D
Yeah the world is a cushion, me I'm just a pin
A D
Yeah the world is a cushion, me I'm just a pin
A D
Life is a tonic, guess I'll have a gin
[Vocal solo]
D
D G D
A D
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| x Dead note
| h Hammer-on
| b Bend
| / Slide up
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played with the first line of the Verse, and the rest can be played by picking the chords that are
shown below.
There are some fill in picking notes (see D chord) between what I have tabbed out, but I didn't want to
take up space with what you can probably fill in yourself however is comfortable for you.
D G A E
D |-x---x---x---x-|
A |-x---2---0---x-|
F#|-0---1---1---x-|
D |-0---0---2---2-|
A |-0---2---0---2-|
D |-0---x---x---2-|
[Intro]
D |---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A |---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
F#|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D |------2-/4---0--------2/4--0--2/4/2--0-------------------------------------|
A |---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D |------0------0--------0-------0------0-------------------------------------|
D |---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A |---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
F#|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D |----0----0h2--0---2b3--2--0------0----------0----0h2--2----2b3r2---0-----0-|
A |--0---------------0----------2------------0------0---------0----------2----|
D |------0--------------------------0------------0----------------------------|
[Verse 1]
D
Got a busted gut, I can't feel a thing
G D
Busted gut, I can't feel a thing
A G
Phone keeps ringin' but the birds stop singin, there's a reason I believe in the dreams and the visions
E A
Are better than the screens, that scroll by fishin for
A
Another reason to get mad
[Verse 2]
D
But a busted gut, I can't feel a thing
G D
Busted gut, I can't feel a thing
A G
Old man yellin' at the TV station, what the hell happened to the imagination
E A
Pickin' on pills, in extreme aggitation
A
You got a reason to get mad
[Chorus]
D
With a busted gut, I can't feel a thing
G D
Busted gut, I can't feel a thing
A D
The world is a cushion, me I play the pin
[Verse 3]
D
Got a busted gut, I can't feel a thing
G D
Busted gut, I can't feel a thing
A G
Beauty parade and a false front of humor, there's baby in the world with a new kind of tumor
E A
And it gets so hot, man I hate it when it's humid
A
That ain't a reason to get mad
[Chorus]
D
With a busted gut, I can't feel a thing
G D
Busted gut, I can't feel a thing
A D
World is a cushion, me I'm just a pin
A D
Yeah the world is a cushion, me I'm just a pin
A D
Yeah the world is a cushion, me I'm just a pin
A D
Life is a tonic, guess I'll have a gin
[Vocal solo]
D
D G D
A D
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| x Dead note
| h Hammer-on
| b Bend
| / Slide up
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