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Capo: 3 Tuning: E A D G B E
Hilltop Hoods Shredding The Balloon Capo 3 The melody is based of these chords E 022100 G 320033 played as 355433 D x00232 A x02220 [Intro] e----------------------------------------------------------------| B---2-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2------------| G-----1-------1-------1-------1-------1-------1-------1----------| D-------2-------2-------2-------2-------2-------2-------2--------| A----------------------------------------------------------------| E----------------------------------------------------------------| [Verse] E G D A e----------------------------------------------------------------| B---------------0--------------3-------------3--------------2----| G-------------1--------------4---------2---2----------2---2------| D---------2--------------5-----------0--------------2------------| A-------2--------------5-----------0-----0--------0-----0--------| E-----0-----0--------3-----3-------------------------------------|
LiEke we always do about this time, inkG lines for the sick rhyme inclined, It’Ds grimy shit but naught that can’tA be fixed with a little bit of spitshine, BiEg time like Frankie in Vegas, inspiGring like Ali and Frazier, SpDit it out till we spilling out on Ato the street start a party up with our neighbours, I’Ed rather be part of your playlist,G than ever be part of the A-list, HaDrness the energy, heart of a pedigAree with the scars of a sadist, I go Eso hard on the pavement; I go soG far with my statements, ThaDt I don’t know where they end and Awhere I start it’s all part of game it’s, The faErthest I’ve came since I startedG to play it, I spaDr with these artists, the hearAtless and brainless, E We’re harnessed by chains that are hardG to escape and you change then they label us bastards or traitors, They’re Dcharlatans, they’re haters, they start on us but they’re fake as, OurA parliament, but don’t be disheartened by them pardon their failures, IfE we don’t forgive our enemies, we’Gll crawl the walls like centipedes, BurDn our energy like fossil fuelAs and fuel our own damn effigy, And wEe’ll all burn like Hennessey, so kGeep on then and step with me, John LDennon let it be, dead the beef like abattoAirs, before these scavengers tear at me
[Chorus:]
E I’ve been waiting to come back, G Like where the hell is the show? D Like a balloon on a thumbtack, A Getting ready to blow, E I’ve been waiting to come back, G Like where the hell is the show? D Like a balloon on a thumbtack, AGetting ready to blow
[Verse 2]
AnEd it might blow up but it won’t go pop, AnGd it might blow up but it won’t burst, SheD said she might grow old but she won’t grow up, WelAl she might, but only if I go first, ShEe wears her heart on her sleeve like; shGe’s wearing a patch on her shoulder, It’s Dnot a matter of whether I can catch her, Amore a matter of whether I can hold her, She Ethinks out loud she’s got me; she laGughs with her whole body, I thinkD about how she got it all figured Aout and wonder why she’d even want me? Each nEight I find it’s the same ole, whGen I crawl inside in the evening, I lie Ddown next to an angel; falAl asleep and fly with my demons, They Esay don’t live in the past andG live each day like it was your last but, DI’d rather live each moment like it was my Afirst, take it slow and sip from the glass, ESavour the moment, spit vicioGus bars then pray for opponents, Sounds so seriouDs don’t it? But I’m not concerned with a thing, This is bAook three, Tolkien, Return of the King, E The kings have arrived; we drink from the sky, G We fall from all ‘cause we think we can fly, D But our wings have been tied, and the winging and lies, A Have me I’m wishing that I could bridge the divide, E You living the life? In the blink of an eye G The shine of the bling and the rims that you ride, D Can all disappear so live for the rhyme, A Not material things your gift can provide
[Chorus]
EI’ve been waiting to come back, G Like where the hell is the show? D Like a balloon on a thumbtack, A Getting ready to blow, E I’ve been waiting to come back, G Like where the hell is the show? D Like a balloon on a thumbtack, AGetting ready to blow
[Outro] e----------------------------------------------------------------| B---2-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2-----2-2-----2------| G-----1-------1-------1-------1-------1-------1-------1----------| D-------2-------2-------2-------2-------2-------2-------2--------| A----------------------------------------------------------------| E----------------------------------------------------------------| Since ‘State of the Art’ we’ve stayed in the yard just waiting to start this shit all over, Laying in bars for a day and a half, had to switch from gin to soda, And by like mid October, record was six months over, Due, and I‘m like dude what you expect? I’m only three months sober, Coming up turning tree trunks over, running up burning divas, posers, Run amok till the sun is up or till one of us # live la vidaloca, I’m going ta roll until I fold, like I got a hold of Propafol, So beautiful to know you all but for now peace I’m over and out