Текст песни с аккордами
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[Intro]
D/A Bm G F#m A
[Verse 1]
D/A
God died today
Bm
He left me in the cold
G
He stumbled down a path
F#m
He died upon his knees on
A
The way to the commode
[Verse 2]
D/A
God died today
Bm
He skid in pouring rain
G
With his feet up on the dash
F#m
Right off the Chelsea Bridge, Lord
A
Was hardly seen again
[Chorus]
G D/A A
The gigs were overlong
Em G
And most of them mundane
D/A A Em
And the weather climbed to twenty-something centigrade
G D/A A Em
And I, I've never been in London this time of year
G D/A A Em
It's nice, but I couldn't wait to slowly disappear
[Verse 3]
G D/A
He died today
Bm
And hе did it with a smile
G
Threw his body in the bag
F#m
Thrеw on the ITV, Lord
A
And laughed a little while
[Verse 4]
D/A
In a kind of way
Bm
It makes me feel at home
G
Superfluous as shit
F#m
Digestible and free, Lord
Em
Within reach and my control
Throw the kettle on
[Chorus]
G D/A A
The gigs were overlong
Em G
And none of us got paid
D/A A Em
And the weather climbed to thirty-something centigrade
G D/A A Em
And Christ, you ever been in London this time of year?
G D/A A Em
It's nice, think I remembered why I liked it here
[Interlude]
G
Tuia i runga
Tuia i raro
Ka tangi te titi
D/A
Ka tangi te kaka
Ka tangi hoki aha
A/C#
Ko te timatanga te kupu
Ko te atua te kupu
G
Ko te atua ano atua kupu i te timatanga
E pa e manaakitia matau
D/A
E nga hou e wha moana nu a kiwa
He aha te mea nui o te ao
A/C#
He tangata
He tangata
He tangata
[Chorus]
G
You raised me up now
D/A
And pulled me out of my mind
A
And filled me with significance I cannot describe
G
The tunes were overdone
D/A
The well was all but dry
A
And I still believe magnificent isn't hard to find
G/D G/E G
And I'm convalescing slowly, day by day
D/A A
It's nice, I'm still in London, living, by the way
G/D G/E G
And I wanna live it like it's worth something in time
D/A A
I gotta give it time, give it time, give it time
[Refrain]
G Bm A [x2]
G D/A A [x2]
[Outro]
G
How normal all the tragic feels
D/A A
How tragic all the normal is
G
Thereafter, the laughter
D/A A
The real enraptured
G
But anyway, I plan to stay
D/A A
Attend the weekly football game
G D/A A
Thereafter, thereafter
G
Tagaloa cried and said, "Though part of you is dead
D/A A
Don't waste a minute of this thing you have left"
G
And he picked me up just like a father
D/A A
And carried me south-east, where the city was calling
G D/A A [x4]
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