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The View 5 Rebbeccas Any inquiries email is kieranmurray94@msn.com INTRO B E---7-7------------------| B---7-7------------------| G---6-6------------------| GUITAR 1. Kyle D---9-9------------------| A---9-9------------------| X4 E---7-7------------------| B E---7-7------------------| B---7-7------------------| G---6-6------------------| Hold the B through out intro D---9-9------------------| A---9-9------------------| E---7-7------------------| E----------------------| B----------------------| G----------------------| Guitar 2 Pete D--2-2-4-4-5-5-7-7-----| A----------------------| X3 E----------------------| E----------------------------| B--7-------------------------| G---9-7---7------------------| D-------9--9-9(slide to 12---|th) A----------------------------| E----------------------------| VERSE 1
Bi love the dress sense and the colour of your hair Ethe way you say that people who are Emworking, Bthey are aiming to be posh my dear
Bpeople flocked around you by the smokeys in our school Eteachers they contained in all thereEm anger as you Bregularly broke there rules G#mand everyone done the pill Embut solvent abuse it can kill
INTRO VERSE 2
Bthe first taste of heaven there was splattered on your screen Efloating with schemers and theEm part-time halloweeners and Bthe lochee team G#mand everyone done the pill Embut solvent abuse can kill
CHORUS
B5 D#mrebeccasG#m all of them are close Emto me Bone oD#mf thems a cook, G#mand one of them does hisEmtory, Bone of thems my D#mneice andG#m one livesEm close Emthe one i love the most has turned into a junky
VERSE 3
Bso undersatisfied with minors at your age Eand something so deceiving when you Emfind yourself conceiving oBn a holy day Bso unachievable with minors at your height Eand something so decieving Emwhen you find yourself conceiving on Ba sunday night G#meveryone done the pill Embut solvent abuse can kill
CHORUS
B5 D#mrebeccasG#m all of them are close Emto me Bone oD#mf thems a cook, G#mand one of them does hisEmtory, Bone of thems my D#mneice andG#m one livesEm close Emthe one i love the most has turned into a junky
BRIDGE
G#mpoor miss rebbecca youll D#mbe missed my girl G#mwasn't for the treasure yD#mou would be rich my girl C#msaved you from the terierD#m and your so called friends C#mtook a back seater but thD#mey killed in the end though G#myour sitting really cosy D#min your humble black cave G#mit doesnt seem likely forD#m a girl your age C#mus cupid little kids can D#mnever look back C#mwhen one of us is lying iD#mn a big brown bag
SOLO B E---7-7------------------| B---7-7------------------| G---6-6------------------| GUITAR 1. Kyle (hold the B) D---9-9------------------| A---9-9------------------| E---7-7------------------| Part 1 E---------------------------| B---------------------------| GUITAR 2 Pete G---------------------------| D-6(slide to 9)-11---9-11-9-|b A-----------------11--------| E---------------------------| Part 2 E-----------------------------------------| B-----------------------------------------| G-----------------------------------------| D-6(slide to 9)-11---9-11(Slide to 13)-11-| A-----------------11----------------------| E-----------------------------------------| Part 3 E--------------------------| B--------------------------| G-11b-7b-6-7-6-7b----------| X2 D--------------------------| A--------------------------| E--------------------------| part 4 E--------------------------| B--------------------------| G-16b-15b--13--11-13-11b---| D--------------------------| A--------------------------| E--------------------------| END SOLO B D#m G#m Pete Play over oh oh oh's G -16-18-19------ oh oh oh
BohD#m oh G#moh CHORUS (pete play PART 3 of the solo throughout) B5 D#mrebeccasG#m all of them are close Emto me Bone oD#mf thems a cook, G#mand one of them does hisEmtory, Bone of thems my D#mneice andG#m one livesEm close Emthe one i love the most has turned into a junky
CHORUS (pete play PART 4 throughout)
B5 D#mrebeccasG#m all of them are close Emto me Bone oD#mf thems a cook, G#mand one of them does hisEmtory, Bone of thems my D#mneice andG#m one livesEm close Emthe one i love the most has turned into a junky
ENDING
BI love the dress sense and the colour of your hair Ethe way you say that people who are Emworking i can tell you: Bthats a touch my dear
Written by Kieran Murray All rights to the view And they are indeed on fire