Mike Pinto - Bad luck
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Submitted to Ultimate Guitar:
Mike Pinto
"Bad Luck"
Live on Rasta Roots Radio
download it at: http://www.purevolume.com/mikepinto
Intro strum pattern:
----D5~----F#2~----G3~----A5~----|
----7~----2~----3~----5~----|
----7~----3~----4~----6~----|
----7~----4~----5~----7~----|
----5~----4~----5~----7~----|
----------2~----3~----5~----|
Verse strum pattern:
-----D5--5-----F#2--2-----G3--3-----A5--5---|
-----7--7-----2--2-----3--3-----5--5---|
-----7--7-----3--3-----4--4-----6--6---|
-----7--7-----4--4-----5--5-----7--7---|
--5--5--5-----4--4-----5--5-----7--7---|
-----------2--2--2--3--3--3--5--5--5---|
Bridge:
Bm-7----D5----Em7----F#m9----|
-7----7----8----10---|
-7----7----9----11---|
-9----7----9----11---|
-9----5----7----9----|
-7-------------------|
Intro:
DMy drink im-F#pairs my ability to Gdrive a car and Aoperate machinery
Dit gives me problems with my F#health and my weath and I’m
Gpissing away my paycheck I need Ahelp, I need help - I got a
Verse:
Dcase of bad luck, what’s thF#e deal? What the fuck do i
Ggotta do? To Aget past this shit that I’m
Dgoing through? F# I guess I’ll write these
Gwords and hope this Aalcohol controls my nerves
DI’m living among fools whF#mo say to learn from their mistakes
GI know that it’s untrueA; I only learn from notes I take
DNow how can I show you my F#mreal concern for what’s at stake?
GThe worst decision is the Aone you’re too scared to make
People let me shed a little light on this subject
and spread the word to the general public
About the clouds that follow me around my head,
dark enough to make me dread leaving the comfort of my bed
I try to relax and just kick it but parking tickets
Makes me wanna tell the cops to stick it
And as I sink deeper into debt
Some stupid motherfucker stole my CDs and my tape deck
But it’s alright and now I’m screaming "Why, why, why
Is every day filled with fucking misery?"
It’s a mystery that’s killing me
If only I had the ability to
BmLearn just a little bit of Dself-Emcon-F#mtrol
BmMaybe I could find a way to Dsave Emmy F#msoul
BmAnd hide from every cloud that ever Dcame Emmy F#mway
But it’As Saturday and I just got paid
My drink impairs my ability to drive a car and operate machinery
Gives me problems with my health and my weath
And I’m pissing away my paycheck I need help, I need help.
I got a case of bad luck, what’s the deal? What the fuck
Do I gotta do? To get past this shit that I’m going through?
I guess I’ll write these words and hope this alcohol controls my nerves
Get psyched for Mike's new album, it drops soon!
Peace.
jharechmak at scu dot edu