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Support Lesbiens official website: http://www.supportlesbiens.cz/?page=4 This is great song to play and a classic, if you find any mistakes, feel free to comment. Nobody's perfect ;) Listen to the song for correct rythm, it's pretty obvious and nothing difficult. Capo on 4 or 1 (4 is used in original) Chords used: --------------- Am7 - x22033 Gsus4 - 330033 D7sus4 - x02233 Fadd9 - x32033 C - 230033 ---------------
This isC waterfall oAm7f human tales. Just a Cpiece of good luck, isAm7 all that we claim. But I'm Ctold by a friend, it'sAm7 more than sure. Just as Cclear as the sky, there is noAm7 fortune for all. And this isCsus4 nobody's fault, and this iD7sus4s nobody's share. And I Say:
CSomebody'sAm7 soaked, Fadd9somebody'D7sus4s cliché. Am CI caught in theAm7 storm. Fadd9The sleepinD7sus4g creature. For I Cbeg high andAm7 hope, For I beg high aCnd hold. D7sus4 Till I Cfall in theD7sus4 storm. Fadd9The storm of cliché.
This is whore that prays in church, torn her soul. This is countess on the ball, but the title is stolen. This is a cripple from the war, the guy you know. But the answer's in the end, something cannot be changed. And this is nobody's fault, and this is nobody's share. And I Say: Somebody's soaked, somebody's cliché. Am I caught in the storm. The sleeping creature. For I beg high and hope, for I beg high and hold. Till I fall in the storm. I did not reach it, I did not reach it. Somebody's soaked, somebody's cliché. Am I caught in the storm. The sleeping creature. For I beg high and hope, for I beg high and hold. Till I fall in the storm. The storm of cliché.
CSomebodyAm7, everybody. Fadd9High or low,D7sus4 or hiding. CNobody's Am7born as a D7sus4creature. D7sus4You better be, Cnot mad at me, Am7'cause body falls, D7sus4vanishes souls. Fadd9Me better fear, Cnobody's Am7born as a D7sus4creature. Nobody's Fadd9creature, and D7sus4nobody fears.
Somebody's soaked, somebody's cliché. Am I caught in the storm. The sleeping creature. For I beg high and hope, for I beg high and hold. Till I fall in the storm. I did not reach it, I did not reach it. Somebody's soaked, somebody's cliché. Am I caught in the storm. Da sleeping creature. For I beg high and hope, for I beg high and hold. Till I fall in the storm. The storm of cliché.