Courtney Love Cobain (São Francisco, 9 de julho de 1964), Musicista, Compositora, Atriz, Ativista, Celebridade. Existem poucos artistas que se encaixam em todas as categorias acima, pessoas cuja vida e cujo trabalho são impossíveis de classificar. Há apenas uma, Courtney Love.
Líder da banda de rock alternativo Hole , firmou-se no mundo da música em 1991 com o lançamento do primeiro album da banda, "Pretty On The Inside". Desde então foram lançados mais dois albuns
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Courtney Love www.courtneylove.com Mono Tabbed:Ciara
Intro/Verse: E B D G (go back and forth between G on the 9th fret and the 3rd fret)
Pre-chorus: CD
Chorus: EACD
Bridge: BEBGD
Chorus: "I gotta hear it tonight" EACDEF#
Intro Verse Pre Chorus Chorus verse Pre Chorus Chorus Bridge Chorus
LYRICS; Hey, hey
Hey yeah we had everything, Vinyl and Mono. When we looked the other way, Man we were so dumb. Is this the part in the book that you wrote, Were i gotta come and save the day. Did you miss me? Did you miss me? Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah!!
Well they say that rock is dead, And they're probably right. 99 girls in the pit, Did it have to come to this?
Oh god you owe me one more song, So I can prove to you, That I am so much better than him. Oh god please listen fast, Here comes the crash, Were gonna rise above, Were gonna smash it up, You wont abandon us again.
Give us brilliant boys we wanna f**k, Maan. Full of ecstacy hard drugs and bad luck, Yeah,yeah,yeah. Turn the lights back on. You burn so hard, But you wont burn long.
3 chords in your pocket tonight, Are you,youthe one. With the spark to bring my punk-rock back alive.
Oh god I wanna hear you say, I wanna hear you say that your sorry again. Oh god you owe me one more song, So I can prove to you, That I am so much better than him. Oh god id give you anything, To hear you say that I was right, And you were wrong. Oh god before I leave this life, No an eightball isnt love, Hookers never gonna cum, Just give it back to me, Blow out all of the lights tonight.
Ooh yeah, Drive a million miles down the PCH, And now hes gone. I slashed his tyres,I bled his brakes, It had to be done. Their hand-job lives were just too cruel, Mercy was done. We drowned them all in their swimming pools, Run away, run away, run away, Yeah!
Oh god I wanna hear you say, I wanna hear you say that you were wrong again. Oh god I wanna hear you say, I wanna hear you say that I am so much better than him. Oh god you owe us one more song, Get out of my life and see this world as it really is. Is this just a sad slide show? Cant make a hooker cum, And an eightball isnt love,
I need one thing thats devine, Let me hear it tonight, Let me hear it tonight, Ive gotta hear it tonight, Your gonna let me hear those chords tonight, Yeah!
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