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¡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!
[Intro]
C G C G C G C
[Verse 1]
G
One last call for midnight
C G
Too early this don't feel right
G C G
Common sense done let me down again
G
One eyed swirvin' in both lanes
C G
Half hearted wishes for cocaine
G C G
Money well spent for an hour or two at best
[Chorus]
E C G
Gotta get gone
E C G
Gotta get gone
E C G
Close enough to never turn around
F C G
God I've really grown to hate this town
[Break]
C G C G
[Verse 2]
G
Spendin' money for a solution
C G
Drinkin' like it's a revolution
G F C G
Weather's run dry and not a soul in here to put up a fight
G
Picture on the dash of what used to be
C G
Two years damn near made it three
G F C G
Product of a new found lover out in Tennessee
[Chorus]
E C G
Gotta get gone
E C G
Gotta get gone
E C G
Close enought to never turn around
F C G
God I've really grown to hate this town
[Verse 3]
Am G
And I can feel the rungs close in
Am G
Hypocrites I call every friend
Am G
Superficial reasons to hang on
Am C D
Why'd I ever call this damn place home
[Chorus]
E C G
Gotta get gone
E C G
Gotta get gone
E C G
Close enough to never turn around
F C G
God I've really grown to hate this town
F C G
God damn I've really grown to hate this town
C G C G C G C
[Verse 1]
G
One last call for midnight
C G
Too early this don't feel right
G C G
Common sense done let me down again
G
One eyed swirvin' in both lanes
C G
Half hearted wishes for cocaine
G C G
Money well spent for an hour or two at best
[Chorus]
E C G
Gotta get gone
E C G
Gotta get gone
E C G
Close enough to never turn around
F C G
God I've really grown to hate this town
[Break]
C G C G
[Verse 2]
G
Spendin' money for a solution
C G
Drinkin' like it's a revolution
G F C G
Weather's run dry and not a soul in here to put up a fight
G
Picture on the dash of what used to be
C G
Two years damn near made it three
G F C G
Product of a new found lover out in Tennessee
[Chorus]
E C G
Gotta get gone
E C G
Gotta get gone
E C G
Close enought to never turn around
F C G
God I've really grown to hate this town
[Verse 3]
Am G
And I can feel the rungs close in
Am G
Hypocrites I call every friend
Am G
Superficial reasons to hang on
Am C D
Why'd I ever call this damn place home
[Chorus]
E C G
Gotta get gone
E C G
Gotta get gone
E C G
Close enough to never turn around
F C G
God I've really grown to hate this town
F C G
God damn I've really grown to hate this town
Red Tape
Red Union
Red Vox
Red Wanting Blue
Red Warszawa
Redeye (US)
RedFaces
Redfoo
Redgate
Redimi2