Chords for Bomb The Bass - Bug Powder Dust (Kruder & Dorfmeister Session)

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_ _ I'm out on the [Em] soul safari with my [Dm] beatnik videos, analog real [Bb] and a little distortion,
smoking on something you can say [C] I'm scorching, [Dm] I've never been the type [C] to brag but beware
I'll make a man burn a strap [E] card like it [Dm] was hair, send you [Gm] up the river like you're looking
[Ab] for curse, I got the mug, want jizz, I'm [E] up in every verse, _ _ I _ _ _ [Dm] _
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always hit the apple [Dm] when
I'm going to shoot, so you can call me William Teller, Rachel Cooper, the boot, Mr.
Mojo
Rosen on the case [E] again, so tell your mother and your sister and your sister's [Dm] friends,
like an exterminator under low on [C] dust, I'm low [Gm] power, the itchin' and it can't be trust,
[Dm] in his own dream and then I'm off to [Bb] annexia, I gotta get a type right if [Dm] it's sexier,
my [F] name is Justin, that's all, that's it, and I be fitting rhymes, wicked [Dm] like it ain't
no [Gm] shit, house up the holy like Jimmy [Db] Page, but the song remain the same, so I'm stuck
in [Dm] rage, just like J-E-E, we're just going to Spain, I think there's only one tomorrow,
just the fool and [Gm] the rain, light up the candles and bless the [Db] room, I'm paranoid, snow blind,
just [E] a black beat [Dm] fool, I'm [Gm] coming back to the modern world, you're gonna know how it
goes, when I [G] run into [Dm] some dripping leather, to [Bb] control the bout, I'm a particular lover,
trying to like hard, [E] but not love [Dm] the cover, I'm coming back to the modern world, you're
gonna know how it goes, when I [Am] run into [Dm] some dripping leather, to control the bout, I'm
a particular [Ebm] lover, trying to like hard, [Bb] but not love [D]
the cover, _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ I'm a particular lover, trying to like [Dm] hard, [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ [D] but not love the cover,
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Never been a fake and I'm never phony, I got more [Dm] flavor than a packet of [Gm]
macaroni,
rock dripping from every [Db] vowel, I got the soul of the sixties like [Dm] Invertown,
shooting that ball and [Am] I'm always joking, take it to the [Dm] hole and I'm surely [Gm] hooping,
top of the pop like a Lulu [Db] show, I'll take a look and have it [Dm] rolled with my shoes off
so, I gotta [E] sprint to the pan, you know man it hurts, I gotta bet your mic sandwich for
man that work, I keep [Gm] my mind in line with Tom's [Gb] sublime, so in this [Bb] search you'll find
something like a [Dm] gold mine, [Am] a psychedelic meandering hidden in the poem, I gotta find a pen
and he prints [Dm] out, I don't wait for this 911 Spanish [D] caravan, sold me with clips and I'm
feeling like [Dm] Stereo Man, [E] all the dust and mud, the one jism, the wild boys run around
in the zone, [D] tripping, letter to control, about the big brother, trying like hard to
not blow my cover, all the dust and mud, the one [G] jism, the wild boys run around in the
zone, tripping, letter to [Am] control, about the big brother, [G] trying like hard to not blow my cover,
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Who's that man in the window pane, got [Gb] something on his lung and it's starting to stain, showing
off a clip so I can get that step up [Bb] on my ladder and it'll get [C] me down, [Dm]
and boss style
so I'm singing Dave [D] Lowe, waking up the dead like surfing in the rainbow, just for quality
roaming in other [Ebm] hangs, fish that [Bb] say [Ebm] Pittsburgh without [Dm] a J, shocking your ass like a faulty
vibrator, hear me now but you'll probably get the vibe later, who knows where the wicked
wind blows, [Ebm] _ [Gb] I'll just leave it alone, [F] fresh face close [Am] to the coat of the town ticker,
making messes with my man [Gm] like a shrinker, pass the rubber, throw down the pillow, [Bbm] walk
on the ceiling, throw rings and [F] pillows, kick off your shoes and relax your feet, [Am] now roll
up your sweet folks [Dm] lyrical church, _
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_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ get down, [Gm]
dog, get down, get down, get your ass down, _ _ [Dm] _ [D] _ _
get your ass [Bb] _ _ _ down, [Dm]
get your ass
down, _ [E] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm]
get _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] up, [D] _
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_ _ _ [G] _ _ get up, get up, get