Chords for Condemned 84- Warriors with pride
Tempo:
95 bpm
Chords used:
E
G
F#
A
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E]
[G] [F#] [A] [D]
[E] [F#m]
[A] [Cm] [E] [G]
[F#] [A] [E]
[G] [F#] [F]
[E] Eagles, then [G] black from those medieval times, [F#]
tales of [A] women, songs and rhymes.
[E] They is the [G] same, where your clothes and your [F#] groin, take it from me, [F] we're on the same
[E] time, boots and [G] braces, you're a gunny, [F#] the number one [A] target for the mooboy eagle.
[E] They still say, [G] that our dress is Darwin, [F#] to see their [F] lies, the hell they not see,
[B] we're all part of a [C] circus, what is it growing, [B] truth of the [A] day, mothers are dying.
[B] We're all part of a circus, [C] what is it [B] growing, truth of the day, [A] mothers are [E] dying.
[G] [F#]
[A] [E] [G]
[F#] [F] [E] Round of our dress, [G] round of our colours, [F#] united we [A] stand, out amongst others, [E] see us
in force, [G] on a Saturday [F#] night, always ready, [F] if they start the fight.
[E] You know what to [G] do, when they show you a dresser, [F#] put in a boot, [A] with all your [E] adressers,
down the [G] cells, when you're in for a kicking, [F#] so fucking [F] hard, your heart stops beating,
[B] we're all part of [C] a circus, what is it growing, [B] truth of the day, [A] mothers are dying.
[B] We're all part of a circus, [C] what is it growing, [B] truth of the [A] day, mothers are dying.
[E]
[Em] [F]
[E]
[Em]
[F#m] [A] [E]
[G] [F#m] [E]
[Em] [G] [F#]
[A] [Em] [G]
[F#] [F] [E]
[G] [F#] [F]
[E] [G]
[F] [E] Fuck off their [G] roads, they're always in the [F#] right, soon forget the victim, who's [N] driven
away in an
[G] [F#] [A] [D]
[E] [F#m]
[A] [Cm] [E] [G]
[F#] [A] [E]
[G] [F#] [F]
[E] Eagles, then [G] black from those medieval times, [F#]
tales of [A] women, songs and rhymes.
[E] They is the [G] same, where your clothes and your [F#] groin, take it from me, [F] we're on the same
[E] time, boots and [G] braces, you're a gunny, [F#] the number one [A] target for the mooboy eagle.
[E] They still say, [G] that our dress is Darwin, [F#] to see their [F] lies, the hell they not see,
[B] we're all part of a [C] circus, what is it growing, [B] truth of the [A] day, mothers are dying.
[B] We're all part of a circus, [C] what is it [B] growing, truth of the day, [A] mothers are [E] dying.
[G] [F#]
[A] [E] [G]
[F#] [F] [E] Round of our dress, [G] round of our colours, [F#] united we [A] stand, out amongst others, [E] see us
in force, [G] on a Saturday [F#] night, always ready, [F] if they start the fight.
[E] You know what to [G] do, when they show you a dresser, [F#] put in a boot, [A] with all your [E] adressers,
down the [G] cells, when you're in for a kicking, [F#] so fucking [F] hard, your heart stops beating,
[B] we're all part of [C] a circus, what is it growing, [B] truth of the day, [A] mothers are dying.
[B] We're all part of a circus, [C] what is it growing, [B] truth of the [A] day, mothers are dying.
[E]
[Em] [F]
[E]
[Em]
[F#m] [A] [E]
[G] [F#m] [E]
[Em] [G] [F#]
[A] [Em] [G]
[F#] [F] [E]
[G] [F#] [F]
[E] [G]
[F] [E] Fuck off their [G] roads, they're always in the [F#] right, soon forget the victim, who's [N] driven
away in an
Key:
E
G
F#
A
F
E
G
F#
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ [G] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ [A] _ [Cm] _ _ [E] _ _ [G] _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [F] _ _
_ [E] Eagles, then [G] black from those medieval times, [F#]
tales of [A] women, songs and rhymes.
[E] They is the [G] same, where your clothes and your [F#] groin, take it from me, [F] we're on the same
[E] time, boots and [G] braces, you're a gunny, [F#] the number one [A] target for the mooboy eagle.
[E] They still say, [G] that our dress is Darwin, [F#] to see their [F] lies, the hell they not see,
[B] we're all part of a [C] circus, what is it growing, [B] truth of the [A] day, mothers are dying.
[B] We're all part of a circus, [C] what is it [B] growing, truth of the day, [A] mothers are [E] dying.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [G] _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [F] _ _ [E] Round of our dress, [G] round of our colours, [F#] united we [A] stand, out amongst others, [E] see us
in force, [G] on a Saturday [F#] night, always ready, [F] if they start the fight.
[E] You know what to [G] do, when they show you a dresser, [F#] put in a boot, [A] with all your [E] adressers,
down the [G] cells, when you're in for a kicking, [F#] so fucking [F] hard, your heart stops beating,
[B] we're all part of [C] a circus, what is it growing, [B] truth of the day, [A] mothers are dying.
[B] We're all part of a circus, [C] what is it growing, [B] truth of the [A] day, mothers are dying.
[E] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [A] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [G] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [E] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [F] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [E] Fuck off their [G] roads, they're always in the [F#] right, soon forget the victim, who's [N] driven
away in an_
_ [G] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ [A] _ [Cm] _ _ [E] _ _ [G] _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [F] _ _
_ [E] Eagles, then [G] black from those medieval times, [F#]
tales of [A] women, songs and rhymes.
[E] They is the [G] same, where your clothes and your [F#] groin, take it from me, [F] we're on the same
[E] time, boots and [G] braces, you're a gunny, [F#] the number one [A] target for the mooboy eagle.
[E] They still say, [G] that our dress is Darwin, [F#] to see their [F] lies, the hell they not see,
[B] we're all part of a [C] circus, what is it growing, [B] truth of the [A] day, mothers are dying.
[B] We're all part of a circus, [C] what is it [B] growing, truth of the day, [A] mothers are [E] dying.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [G] _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [F] _ _ [E] Round of our dress, [G] round of our colours, [F#] united we [A] stand, out amongst others, [E] see us
in force, [G] on a Saturday [F#] night, always ready, [F] if they start the fight.
[E] You know what to [G] do, when they show you a dresser, [F#] put in a boot, [A] with all your [E] adressers,
down the [G] cells, when you're in for a kicking, [F#] so fucking [F] hard, your heart stops beating,
[B] we're all part of [C] a circus, what is it growing, [B] truth of the day, [A] mothers are dying.
[B] We're all part of a circus, [C] what is it growing, [B] truth of the [A] day, mothers are dying.
[E] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [A] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [G] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [E] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [F] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [E] Fuck off their [G] roads, they're always in the [F#] right, soon forget the victim, who's [N] driven
away in an_