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Chords in this song8
Song
GANGSTERS
by the LONGPIGS
off the MOBILE HOME album
B - x2444x
G#m - 466444
D#m - x68876
E - 022100
F - 133211
F# - 244322
C#m - x46654
C# - x46664
Intro
F# E B x3
Verse 1
To lick your wounds and crack through the morphine sweet darkness,
bloodies your eyes and fouls your kiss it's you I can't forget, I ain't
lost you yet.
Jumped away from the lens, ground to a point love's blind pretence, burst
all those syphilltic cysts that rot the love of God, stood where Moses
trod, the lucky sod, you get, I ain't caught it yet, they cast their
clever net, but I ain't caught it yet.
How can I forget? How can I regret? They cast their clever net but I
ain't caught it yet.
Chorus
Gang....sters don't cry, when they shoot you to die, so keep the whites of
their eyes in your sights.
Verse 2
You're staring buck naked at the world, no fig leaf needed, pure as gold,
burst all this complicated bliss that rots the love of God who stood where Moses trod the lucky sod
And fizz the first touch of your tongue, flinched like the grip of moist uncle
sniff sweet cocaine and disco sick, cos I can drink to this, every shot of bliss
Aw shucks. Aw shucks hits, I ain't caught it yet, they cast
their clever net, but I ain't caught it yet. How can I forget? How can I
forget? You cast your clever net but I ain't caught it yet. Aw shucks, Aw
shucks.
Solo
(C#) E B G#m C# E
Chorus
Gang....sters don't cry, when they shoot you to die, so keep the whites of
their eyes in your sights.
Outro
Lying in the sun like a fat dog with you is worth cancer. The few
pleasures, how white my clean ass could be, there yet a neat Media label
to describe you and me and this age. Well fuck them. On the streets it's
an advert real people pickled to the bone by the vultures of culture,
golf, hold on to yourself, so hang on,
Hang on to yourself,
Come on, come on, come on.
Make it feel like stealers tongue, a real flesh eater.
Fortune smiles on the the whites of the teeth, so white, so clean, so bite
me bite me bite me as aniseed candy.
And in the parks they skate to flow it all out, it's all out, they're all
out, they're all out I'm so glad they're all out.
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