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Détournements
Version of the Artist
link: https://tabs.ultimate-guitar.com/tab/the-verve/the-drugs-dont-work-chords-203796
Chords
C= x32010
Cadd9/B(C2)=x20010
Am=x02210
Am7=x02213
Em=022000
F=133211
G=320003
Lyrics in() means backing singers, do not sing
[Verse 1]
C
All this talk of getting old
C2 Am Am7
It’s getting me down my love
Em F
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
G C C2 C
This time I’m comin’ down
[Verse 2]
C
And I hope you’re thinking of me
C2 Am Am7
As you lay down on your side
Em
Now the drugs don’t work
F
They just make you worse
G C C2 C
But I know I’ll see your face again
[Chorus]
Em
Now the drugs don’t work
F
They just make you worse
G C C2 C
But I know I’ll see your face again
[Verse 3]
C
But I know I’m on a losing streak
C2 Am Am7
‘Cause I passed down my old street
Em
And if you wanna show
F
then just let me know
G C C2 C
And I’ll sing in your ear again
[Chorus]
Em
Now the drugs don’t work
F
They just make you worse
G C C2 C
But I know I’ll see your face again
[Bridge]
F Em
‘Cause baby ooh
Am
if heaven calls
G
I’m coming too
F Em
Just like you said
Am
if you leave my life
G
I’m better off dead
[Verse 1]
C
All this talk of getting old
C2 Am Am7
It’s getting me down my love
Em
Like a cat in a bag
F
waiting to drown
G C C2 C
This time I’m comin’ down
[Chorus]
Em
Now the drugs don’t work
F
They just make you worse
G C C2 C
But I know I’ll see your face again
[Bridge]
F Em
‘Cause baby ooh
Am
if heaven calls
G
I’m coming too
F Em
Just like you said
Am
if you leave my life
G
I’m better off dead
Em
But if you wanna show(want a show)
F
then just let me know
G C C2 C
And I’ll sing in your ear again
[Chorus]
Em
Now the drugs don’t work
F
They just make you worse
G C C2 C C2
But I know I’ll see your face again
[Outro]
C C2 C C2
Yeah, I know I’ll see your face again
C C2 C C2
Yeah, I know I’ll see your face again
C C2 C C2 C
Yeah, I know I’ll see your face again
C C2 C C2 C
Yeah, I know I’ll see your face again
C C2
I’m never coming down, no I’m never coming down
C C2
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
C C2
never coming down, no I’m never going down
C C2
No more, no more, no more, no more, no more
C (Arpeggio up(let ring))
ALL THIS TALK OF GETTIN’ OLD
IT’S GETTIN’ ME DOWN, MY LORD
LIKE A CAT IN A BAG
WAITIN’ TO DROWN
THIS TIME I’M COMIN’ DOWN
AND I HOPE
YOU’RE THINKIN’ OF ME
AS YOU LAY DOWN
ON YOUR SIDE
NOW THE DRUGS DON’T WORK
THEY JUST MAKE YOU WORSE
BUT I KNOW I’LL
SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN
NOW THE DRUGS DON’T WORK
THEY JUST MAKE YOU WORSE
BUT I KNOW I’LL
SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN
BUT I KNOW
I’M ON A LOSIN’ STREAK
‘CAUSE I PASSED DOWN
MY OLD STREET
AND IF YOU WANNA SHOW
THEN JUST LET ME KNOW
AND I’LL SING
IN YOUR EAR AGAIN
NOW THE DRUGS DON’T WORK
THEY JUST MAKE YOU WORSE
BUT I KNOW I’LL
SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN
‘CAUSE BABY, OOH…
IF HEAVEN CALLS
I’M COMIN’ TOO
JUST LIKE YOU SAID…
YOU LEAVE MY LIFE
I’M BETTER OFF DEAD
ALL THIS TALK OF GETTIN’ OLD
IT’S GETTIN’ ME DOWN, MY LORD
LIKE A CAT IN A BAG
WAITIN’ TO DROWN
THIS TIME I’M COMIN’ DOWN
NOW THE DRUGS DON’T WORK
THEY JUST MAKE YOU WORSE
BUT I KNOW I’LL
SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN
‘CAUSE BABY, OOH…
IF HEAVEN CALLS
I’M COMIN’ TOO
JUST LIKE YOU SAID…
YOU LEAVE MY LIFE
I’M BETTER OFF DEAD
BUT IF YOU WANNA SHOW
THEN JUST LET ME KNOW
AND I’LL SING
IN YOUR EAR AGAIN
NOW THE DRUGS DON’T WORK
THEY JUST MAKE YOU WORSE
BUT I KNOW I’LL
SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN
YEAH, I KNOW
I’LL SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN
YEAH, I KNOW
I’LL SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN
YEAH, I KNOW
I’LL SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN
WOAH, LORD
YEAH, I KNOW
I’LL SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN
WOAH, LORD
I’M NEVER GOIN’ DOWN
I’M NEVER COMIN’ DOWN
NO MORE, NO MORE, NO MORE
NO MORE, NO MORE
I’M NEVER COMIN’ DOWN
I’M NEVER GOIN’ DOWN
NO MORE, NO MORE, NO MORE
NO MORE, NO MORE, NO MORE
Version of the Artist
Chord in order: c#m (intro) verse1 F#m E6 A G#m11 F#m E6 A G#m11 chorus F#m G#m11 A G#m11 CHORDS USED: C#m: 9X0990 F#m: 2X0220 E6: 020120 A: 5X0650 G#m11: 4X0440 Badd9: 7X0870 B6/9: 7X0890 B/A: 5X0860 E6/B: 5X0770 F#m13: 2X2200 G#m13: 4X4400 D#m7b5: 11.X.12.11.10.0 G#sus4: 4X0540 G#add11: 4X0540 F#: 2X0320 C#m13: 9x9900
Version of the Artist
Chord in order: c#m (intro) verse1 F#m E6 A G#m11 F#m E6 A G#m11 chorus F#m G#m11 A G#m11 CHORDS USED: C#m: 9X0990 F#m: 2X0220 E6: 020120 A: 5X0650 G#m11: 4X0440 Badd9: 7X0870 B6/9: 7X0890 B/A: 5X0860 E6/B: 5X0770 F#m13: 2X2200 G#m13: 4X4400 D#m7b5: 11.X.12.11.10.0 G#sus4: 4X0540 G#add11: 4X0540 F#: 2X0320 C#m13: 9x9900
I awake to find no peace of mind
I said, “How do you live as a fugitive
down here” “Where I cannot see so clear?”
I said, “What do I know?” “
Show me the right way to go”
And the spies came out of the water
But you’re feeling so bad ’cause you know
That the spies hide out in every corner
But you can’t touch them, no
‘Cause they’re all spies
They’re all spies
I awake to see that no one is free We’re all fugitives, look at the way we live down here I cannot sleep from fear, no I said, “Which way do I turn?” Oh, I forget everything I learn And the spies came out of the water And you’re feeling so bad ’cause you know That the spies hide out in every corner But you can’t touch them, no ‘Cause they’re all spies They’re all spies And if we don’t hide here They’re gonna find us And if we don’t hide now They’re gonna catch us where we sleep Ah, and if we don’t hide here They’re gonna find us And the spies came out of the water But you’re feeling so good ’cause you know That those spies hide out in every corner They can’t touch you, no ‘Cause they’re just spies They’re just spies They’re just spies They’re just spies They’re just spies
Version of the Artist
Chord in order: c#m (intro) verse1 F#m E6 A G#m11 F#m E6 A G#m11 chorus F#m G#m11 A G#m11 CHORDS USED: C#m: 9X0990 F#m: 2X0220 E6: 020120 A: 5X0650 G#m11: 4X0440 Badd9: 7X0870 B6/9: 7X0890 B/A: 5X0860 E6/B: 5X0770 F#m13: 2X2200 G#m13: 4X4400 D#m7b5: 11.X.12.11.10.0 G#sus4: 4X0540 G#add11: 4X0540 F#: 2X0320 C#m13: 9x9900
Version of the Artist
https://www.boiteachansons.net/partitions/dire-straits/brothers-in-arms
These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day you’ll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you’ll no longer burn
To be brothers in arms
[Verse 2]
Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
I’ve witnessed your suffering
As the battle raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms
These B mist covered E mounta F♯ ins
Version of the Artist
https://www.boiteachansons.net/partitions/dire-straits/brothers-in-arms
Cover:
Karaoke:
Tu bosses toute ta vie pour payer ta pierre tombale
Tu masques ton visage en lisant ton journal
Tu marches tel un robot dans les couloirs du métro
Les gens ne te touchent pas, faut faire le premier pas
Tu voudrais dialoguer sans renvoyer la balle
Impossible d’avancer sans ton gilet pare-balles
Tu voudrais donner des yeux à la justice
Impossible de violer cette femme pleine de vices
[Refrain]
Antisocial, tu perds ton sang-froid
Repense à toutes ces années de service
Antisocial, bientôt les années de sévices
Enfin, le temps perdu qu’on ne rattrape plus
[Couplet 2]
Écraser les gens est devenu ton passe-temps
En les éclaboussant, tu deviens gênant
Dans ton désespoir, il reste un peu d’espoir
Celui de voir les gens sans fard et moins bâtards
Mais cesse de faire le point, serre plutôt les poings
Bouge de ta retraite, ta conduite est trop parfaite
Relève la gueule, je suis là, t’es pas seul
Ceux qui hier t’enviaient, aujourd’hui te jugeraient
Antisocial, tu perds ton sang-froid
Repense à toutes ces années de service
Antisocial, bientôt les années de sévices
Enfin, le temps perdu qu’on ne rattrape plus
Qu’on ne rattrape plus
[Couplet 1]
Tu bosses toute ta vie pour payer ta pierre tombale
Tu masques ton visage en lisant ton journal
Tu marches tel un robot dans les couloirs du métro
Les gens ne te touchent pas, faut faire le premier pas
Tu voudrais dialoguer sans renvoyer la balle
Impossible d’avancer sans ton gilet pare-balles
Tu voudrais donner des yeux à la justice
Impossible de violer cette femme pleine de vices
[Refrain]
Antisocial, tu perds ton sang-froid
Repense à toutes ces années de service
Antisocial, bientôt les années de sévices
Enfin, le temps perdu qu’on ne rattrape plus
Qu’on ne rattrape plus
Qu’on ne rattrape plus
Qu’on ne rattrape plus
Antisocial, antisocial, antisocial, antisocial…
“Antisocial”
(originally by Trust)
You’re a train ride to no importance
You’re in love with hell existence
Money is all that you desire
Why don’t you pack it in and retire
It’s common nature you can’t fool me
I’m just the money that you can’t let free
Rainy day genius clouds your mind
Don’t you realize the blind lead the blind
You’re anti, you’re antisocial
Oh mister time will you ever unwind
Or just rebuild a new design
Your claim to fame is law and order
The rich get rich, the poor get poor
You put a price tag on what you see
This one’s for you, that’s for me
If that’s winning I’d rather lose
Why don’t you listen to my senseless views
You’re anti, you’re antisocial
How do you feel?
You’re a train ride to no importance
You’re in love with hell existence
Money is all that you desire
Why don’t you pack it in and retire
It’s common nature you can’t fool me
I’m just the money that you can’t let free
Rainy day genius clouds your mind
Don’t you realize the blind lead the blind
You’re anti, you’re antisocial
ANTISOCIAL……
[Couplet 1]
Tu bosses toute ta vie pour payer ta pierre tombale
Tu masques ton visage tu braques tes cervicales
Tu vis tel un robot métro boulot dodo
Les gens font tous çà, faut faire le premier pas
Tu voudrais dialoguer sans renvoyer la balle
Impossible d’avancer dans ton réseau social
Tu voudrais donner des yeux à la justice
Impossible de penser sans être complotiste
[Refrain]
Schizo social, ton sang est trop froid
Repense à toutes ces années de Sévices
Schizo social, reprend le contrôle sur leur vis
Serre leur donc les boulons, avant, qu’on ne les rattrape plus
[Couplet 2]
Écraser les gens est devenu leur passe-temps
En nous éclaboussant, même toi tu deviens gênant
Dans ton désespoir, il reste peu d’espoir
De voir conduire des gens sans fard et moins bâtards
Ces fureurs dressent le poing, mais serre plutôt les tiens
Bouge de ta cachette, elle n’a plus raison d’être
Relève la gueule, tu sais bien t’es pas seul
Ceux qui hier te jugeait, demain vont se cacher
[Refrain]
Antisocial, réchauffe ton sang-froid
Repense à toutes ces années de service
Antisocial, bientôt les années de sévices
Enfin, le temps perdu qu’on ne rattrape plus
Qu’on ne rattrape plus
[Couplet 1]
Tu bosses toute ta vie pour payer ta pierre tombale
Tu masques ton visage en lisant ton journal
Tu marches tel un robot dans les couloirs du métro
Les gens ne te touchent pas, faut faire le premier pas
Tu voudrais dialoguer sans renvoyer la balle
Impossible d’avancer sans ton gilet pare-balles
Tu voudrais donner des yeux à la justice
Impossible de violer cette femme pleine de vices
[Refrain]
Antisocial, tu perds ton sang-froid
Repense à toutes ces années de service
Antisocial, bientôt les années de sévices
Enfin, le temps perdu qu’on ne rattrape plus
Qu’on ne rattrape plus
Qu’on ne rattrape plus
Qu’on ne rattrape plus
Antisocial, antisocial, antisocial, antisocial…
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