Angel City - Walking to Babylon Chords
Tempo:
135.15 bpm
Chords used:
B
E
A
F#m
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Wrapped in a bloody sheet, a squalling brat was carried onto the balcony and shown to the people with a ringing of bells.
And it was war, and it had a thousand fathers.
Now there's blood on the streets again.
[B]
[A] [E]
[B] [A] [E]
[B] [A] [E]
[B] [A] [E] When [B] the sun [A] goes [E] down, you walk the streets.
[B] [A] Rivers, [E] shadows, you moan.
[B] Lock [A] the back door, [E] close your eyes.
[B] You've [A] seen it all [E] before.
[Bm] You know [A] it's a sin, [E] say it's a sin.
[A] Everyone says [E] it's the law.
[B]
Who [A] knows why [E] when the bullets fly, the [A] beggars beg for [E] more.
You [F#] know I'm walking [B] through [F#m] Babylon, walking through Babylon, walking through Babylon,
[B] [F#m] walking through Babylon.
Tall black priest standing at a grave, fine men calling, quicken me.
Take [A] a firm hold, steer your [F#] knife, don't listen anymore.
[F#m] You know it's a sin, say it's a sin.
People say it's the law.
Who knows why when the bullets fly, the beggars beg for more.
[B] There's blood [A] on the streets [D] again.
[B] Almost [A] seven ways [D] from the end.
You [B] know about [A] me [E] again.
[Am] [F#]
[B] [F#m]
[B] Walking [F#m] about alone.
[B] [F#m] [B] Such a long way [D] [E] from strange [F#] to home.
[A] [E] [B]
[G#] [E] When her [G#] time was come, [F#] she withdrew into her innermost [Bm] chambers and surrounded [C#] herself with doctors and soothsayers.
[F#m]
In the street the [G#] people gathered and stood for a [E] mournful night with empty [B] stomachs.
[Em] And then there was a thin spurt of blood.
And [F#] great Mabel vomited and it sounded like freedom.
And she coughed and it sounded like justice.
[E] Out on the streets again.
[Em]
[F#m] [B]
[F#m]
[B]
[F#m] [B] [E]
[D] [Bm] Out
[F#m]
[E] on the streets again.
Out on the streets [G] again.
[A] Out [E] on the streets again.
[F#m] Walking about alone.
[B]
[F#m] Walking.
Walking about alone.
[B]
[F#m]
Walking.
And in the crowd called the police.
Signed up the cops for a 50 year lease.
She was in black, nice and young black.
Color, red hair, street.
[B] Walking [F#m]
about alone.
Walking about alone.
Walking about alone.
Walking.
Walking
[B]
[E] [F#] [B] [A] about [F#] alone.
[B] [F#m] [B] [F#m]
And it was war, and it had a thousand fathers.
Now there's blood on the streets again.
[B]
[A] [E]
[B] [A] [E]
[B] [A] [E]
[B] [A] [E] When [B] the sun [A] goes [E] down, you walk the streets.
[B] [A] Rivers, [E] shadows, you moan.
[B] Lock [A] the back door, [E] close your eyes.
[B] You've [A] seen it all [E] before.
[Bm] You know [A] it's a sin, [E] say it's a sin.
[A] Everyone says [E] it's the law.
[B]
Who [A] knows why [E] when the bullets fly, the [A] beggars beg for [E] more.
You [F#] know I'm walking [B] through [F#m] Babylon, walking through Babylon, walking through Babylon,
[B] [F#m] walking through Babylon.
Tall black priest standing at a grave, fine men calling, quicken me.
Take [A] a firm hold, steer your [F#] knife, don't listen anymore.
[F#m] You know it's a sin, say it's a sin.
People say it's the law.
Who knows why when the bullets fly, the beggars beg for more.
[B] There's blood [A] on the streets [D] again.
[B] Almost [A] seven ways [D] from the end.
You [B] know about [A] me [E] again.
[Am] [F#]
[B] [F#m]
[B] Walking [F#m] about alone.
[B] [F#m] [B] Such a long way [D] [E] from strange [F#] to home.
[A] [E] [B]
[G#] [E] When her [G#] time was come, [F#] she withdrew into her innermost [Bm] chambers and surrounded [C#] herself with doctors and soothsayers.
[F#m]
In the street the [G#] people gathered and stood for a [E] mournful night with empty [B] stomachs.
[Em] And then there was a thin spurt of blood.
And [F#] great Mabel vomited and it sounded like freedom.
And she coughed and it sounded like justice.
[E] Out on the streets again.
[Em]
[F#m] [B]
[F#m]
[B]
[F#m] [B] [E]
[D] [Bm] Out
[F#m]
[E] on the streets again.
Out on the streets [G] again.
[A] Out [E] on the streets again.
[F#m] Walking about alone.
[B]
[F#m] Walking.
Walking about alone.
[B]
[F#m]
Walking.
And in the crowd called the police.
Signed up the cops for a 50 year lease.
She was in black, nice and young black.
Color, red hair, street.
[B] Walking [F#m]
about alone.
Walking about alone.
Walking about alone.
Walking.
Walking
[B]
[E] [F#] [B] [A] about [F#] alone.
[B] [F#m] [B] [F#m]
Key:
B
E
A
F#m
F#
B
E
A
_ Wrapped in a bloody sheet, a squalling brat was carried onto the balcony and shown to the people with a ringing of bells.
And it was war, and it had a thousand fathers.
Now there's blood on the streets again. _
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_ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[B] _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ When [B] the sun [A] goes [E] down, you walk the streets. _
[B] [A] Rivers, [E] shadows, you moan. _
[B] Lock [A] the back door, [E] close your eyes.
[B] You've [A] seen it all [E] before.
_ [Bm] You know [A] it's a sin, [E] say it's a sin. _
[A] Everyone says [E] it's the law.
_ [B]
Who [A] knows why [E] when the bullets fly, the [A] beggars beg for [E] more. _ _ _
_ You [F#] know I'm walking [B] through [F#m] Babylon, _ _ _ _ walking through Babylon, _ _ _ _ walking through Babylon, _
_ [B] _ [F#m] _ walking through Babylon. _
_ _ _ Tall black priest standing at a grave, fine men calling, quicken me.
Take [A] a firm hold, steer your [F#] knife, don't listen _ anymore.
_ [F#m] _ You know it's a sin, say it's a sin.
People say it's the law.
_ Who knows why when the bullets fly, the beggars beg for more.
_ [B] _ There's blood [A] on the streets [D] again.
_ [B] _ Almost [A] seven ways [D] from the end.
_ You [B] know about [A] me [E] again.
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [F#] _
[B] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _
[B] Walking [F#m] about alone. _ _ _ _
[B] _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ Such a long way [D] _ [E] from strange [F#] to _ home. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ [B] _
_ [G#] _ _ [E] _ When her [G#] time was come, [F#] she withdrew into her innermost [Bm] chambers and surrounded [C#] herself with doctors and soothsayers.
[F#m] _ _
In the street the [G#] people gathered and stood for a [E] mournful night with empty [B] _ stomachs.
_ [Em] And then there was a thin spurt of blood.
And [F#] great Mabel vomited and it sounded like freedom.
And she coughed and it sounded like justice.
_ _ _ _ [E] Out on the streets again.
_ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [B] _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
_ [D] _ [Bm] _ _ Out _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] on the streets again.
Out _ on the streets [G] again.
[A] Out [E] on the streets again. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] Walking about alone.
_ [B] _
[F#m] Walking.
Walking about alone. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Walking.
And in the crowd called the police.
Signed up the cops for a 50 year lease.
She was in black, nice and young black.
Color, red hair, street. _
_ _ [B] Walking [F#m] _ _ _
about alone. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Walking about alone. _ _
_ Walking about alone.
Walking.
Walking _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[E] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [B] [A] about [F#] alone.
[B] _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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And it was war, and it had a thousand fathers.
Now there's blood on the streets again. _
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_ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[B] _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ When [B] the sun [A] goes [E] down, you walk the streets. _
[B] [A] Rivers, [E] shadows, you moan. _
[B] Lock [A] the back door, [E] close your eyes.
[B] You've [A] seen it all [E] before.
_ [Bm] You know [A] it's a sin, [E] say it's a sin. _
[A] Everyone says [E] it's the law.
_ [B]
Who [A] knows why [E] when the bullets fly, the [A] beggars beg for [E] more. _ _ _
_ You [F#] know I'm walking [B] through [F#m] Babylon, _ _ _ _ walking through Babylon, _ _ _ _ walking through Babylon, _
_ [B] _ [F#m] _ walking through Babylon. _
_ _ _ Tall black priest standing at a grave, fine men calling, quicken me.
Take [A] a firm hold, steer your [F#] knife, don't listen _ anymore.
_ [F#m] _ You know it's a sin, say it's a sin.
People say it's the law.
_ Who knows why when the bullets fly, the beggars beg for more.
_ [B] _ There's blood [A] on the streets [D] again.
_ [B] _ Almost [A] seven ways [D] from the end.
_ You [B] know about [A] me [E] again.
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [F#] _
[B] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _
[B] Walking [F#m] about alone. _ _ _ _
[B] _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ Such a long way [D] _ [E] from strange [F#] to _ home. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ [B] _
_ [G#] _ _ [E] _ When her [G#] time was come, [F#] she withdrew into her innermost [Bm] chambers and surrounded [C#] herself with doctors and soothsayers.
[F#m] _ _
In the street the [G#] people gathered and stood for a [E] mournful night with empty [B] _ stomachs.
_ [Em] And then there was a thin spurt of blood.
And [F#] great Mabel vomited and it sounded like freedom.
And she coughed and it sounded like justice.
_ _ _ _ [E] Out on the streets again.
_ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [B] _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [E] _
_ [D] _ [Bm] _ _ Out _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] on the streets again.
Out _ on the streets [G] again.
[A] Out [E] on the streets again. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] Walking about alone.
_ [B] _
[F#m] Walking.
Walking about alone. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Walking.
And in the crowd called the police.
Signed up the cops for a 50 year lease.
She was in black, nice and young black.
Color, red hair, street. _
_ _ [B] Walking [F#m] _ _ _
about alone. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Walking about alone. _ _
_ Walking about alone.
Walking.
Walking _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[E] _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [B] [A] about [F#] alone.
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