...1-800-SUICIDE... by Gravediggaz -------------------............... *from '6 Feet Deep' (1994)* Chorus 1:

^Am Suicide, it's a ^Am/Gsuicide, budabuy-^D/F#by, suicide, it's a ^Fsui-^E7cide. ^Am Suicide, it's a ^Am/Gsuicide, budabuy-^D/F#by, suicide, it's a ^Fsui-^E7cide.

Verse 1:

^Am So you wanna die, com-^Am/Gmit suicide, dial ^D/F#1-800- ^FCyanide ^E7line. ^Am Far as life; ^Am/Gyo, it ain't worth it, Put a ^D/F#rope around your neck and ^Fjerk it.^E7

^Am The trick didn't ^Am/Gwork; Your ^D/F#life was fucked up from the ^Ffirst day of ^E7birth. After ^Amwatching Jackie Gleason, ^Am/Gwalk into a precinct, ^D/F# Gun down the captain, for ^Fno fucking ^E7reason. ^Am And get some L.S.^Am/GD, or a drink from the ^D/F#bar, Get behind your wheel, and ^Fcrash the ^E7car. Like ^AmDesert Storm got ^Am/Gbombs for the war; Con-^D/F#front an alligator; let it ^Feat ya ^E7raw. ^Am Back to the function, ^Am/Griding the caboose to ^D/F#Hell, BZZZZZT, ^Ftouched the ^E7third rail. ^Am You fucked up ^Am/Gchicken; now you ^D/F#just got fried; '^Fcos it's a ^E7suicide.

Chorus 2:

^Am Suicide, it's a ^Am/Gsuicide, budabuy-^D/F#by, suicide, it's a ^Fsui-^E7cide. ^Am Suicide, it's a ^Am/Gsuicide, budabuy-^D/F#by, suicide, it's a ^Fsui-^E7cide.

Verse 2:

^Am Hey you, little rich kid; ^Am/Gwhat's your beef' ^D/F# Come and tell the Grym Reaper, ^Fall of your ^E7grief. You ^Amasked for a Benz, and you ^Am/Gonly got a Jeep, Your ^D/F#pop's got endz, but yo, ^Fhe's mad ^E7cheap.

^Am Maybe you're a bastard ^Am/Gchild, you think, ^D/F# Mom and dad are white, and you're ^Fdark as ^E7ink. ^Am Maybe you're Sicilian, ^Am/Gwith a tan' ^D/F# But you hate lasagne, and the ^Fpizza ^E7man.

^Am Now you stand on the ^Am/GGrave Digga locked, and, You're ^D/F#singing the blues about the ^Frough life you've ^E7got, Not! You don't wanna^Am/G live no more; I ^D/F#guess you're really ready for the ^Fgraveyard ^E7tour.

^Am When you get home; just ^Am/Gseal up your windows and you ^D/F#doors, Turn your oven on ^Fhigh, for a-^E7bout four ^Amhours. Light you a ^Am/Gblunt, kiss your ass good-^D/F#bye; You gassed yourself, '^Fcos it's a ^E7suicide.

Chorus 3:

^Am Suicide, it's a ^Am/Gsuicide, budabuy-^D/F#by, suicide, it's a ^Fsui-^E7cide. ^Am Suicide, it's a ^Am/Gsuicide, budabuy-^D/F#by, suicide, it's a ^Fsui-^E7cide.

Break: (n.C) Yep, I've said it before and I'll say it again; Life moves pretty fast if you don't stop, And look around every once in a while, you could miss it. Verse 3:

^Am Six fucking Devils stepped ^Am/Gup, playing brave God, ^D/F# Had the fucking nerve to try and ^Fenta my ^E7grave yard. ^Am I'm the Ryzarector, ^Am/Gbe my sacrifice; Com-^D/F#mit suicide and I'll ^Fbring you back to ^E7life.

The ^Amfirst was convinced; ^Am/Gstuck a water hose, In his ^D/F#mouth at full blast, so his ^Fhead can ex-^E7plode. ^Am Second said; hmm, that's ^Am/Ggood but I can top it; ^D/F# Put an axe up to his ^Fhead and then he ^E7chopped it. ^Am Blood shot out in ^Am/Gevery direction, The ^D/F#rest didn't know what to ^Fdo; I made sug-^E7gestions. ^Am Put a slug in your ^Am/Gmug, overdose on a ^D/F#drug, Wet your hair, stick a ^Fknife in the ^E7plug. ^Am Or be like Richard Pryor; set your ^Am/Gballs on fire, Better yet; go hang your-^D/F#self with a ^Fbarbed ^E7wire.

^Am Three and Four, fell ^Am/Gdeep into spell; And ^D/F#ran to the zoo, locked them-^Fselves in a ^E7lion's den. ^Am Number Five, said; it ^Am/Gain't worth being alive, ^D/F# Smoked a dust suede, ^Fmixed it with ^E7Cyanide. ^Am The only one to es-^Am/Gcape was number Six; ^D/F# He went home, sat in the ^Ftub and ^E7slit his wrists.

^Am Yeah, more graves to dig. Am/G D/F# F (n.C) Goodbye, there's no need to cry... 'cos we all die.

Outro: (Scratching) B7 CHORD DIAGRAMS: --------------- Am Am/G D/F# F E7 B7 EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE x02210 302210 2x0232 133211 020100 021202 Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2005 (clumsyband@hotmail.com)

Gravediggaz - 1-800-suicide