This is awesome.
Intro & Verse: A (taking your finger on and off of the B string)
A
She had a mental problem, she couldn't concentrate
She was her own delusion, she was her own mistake
She did a lot of acid, that put the voices down
And one day at her birthday, they found her hanging upside down
F A
They say she lived her life on the avenue
F A
They say she cried from the weight of her spit
F A
They claim they were the only ones that she ever knew
F
Ah, but why are they weeping now?
E
When she was alive they were not around
A
They were locked in their own abyss
(back to Intro thing)
A
We met in the gutter, we shared a smoke or two
I told about my mother, she showed me her tattoo
She went out through the city, got lost in Fulton Town
And one day at her birthday, they found her hanging upside down
F A
They say she live her life an American
F A
They say she whored away for pills
F A
They claim they offered her their helping hand
F
But the talk's all the same to me
E
They call themselves her family
G
It just makes me ill
(the end)
the G sounds like he's got a Db note thrown in there on the version i have, but I prefer
plain G, it sounds just as well. (if not better)
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