Scooby Snacks Chords by Fun Lovin Criminals
Tempo:
104.4 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
Dm
G
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Dm] [D]
Everybody in court is a robbery!
F*** you!
And I'm gonna execute every last one of you!
[A] [D]
[G] [D] [A] [D]
[A] [D]
[A] [C]
[G] [D] Me and Fats got the cops, we out to rob the bank.
We got Steve outside, counting for the pack.
Everything's cool and everything's smooth.
[A] Hey, that's [D] smooth.
I walk up to the [A] fella, I give him the [D] letter.
She gives me the loop, the bucket up, lips in the wink.
Then I found Q, [E] and I said,
Babe, babe, babe,
[Dm] Is there some karmic G-love thing [Em] happening?
[D] Ride that time, fast time,
[Dm] Except it's time to [Em] float, you know.
[D] So out the door we go, back to the lot.
Steve inside in the lot,
Off the drive.
See I hurt my lower lumbar,
You know we never get far.
Riding [Em] around in a [A] stolen police car.
[D] So we ducked it off, and piled in the [Dm] cabbie.
[E] Steve was driving, cause I had to [D] talk to my man.
I don't know anything about any
Torture me all you want.
[A] Torture you, [Dm] that's a good idea.
I like that.
[A] Running around,
[G] Legs all whacked,
[D] Off the screwy [A] stacks.
[D]
[G] [D] Running around,
[G] Legs all whacked,
[D] Off the screwy [A] stacks.
[G]
[D] I'm a liberal,
About to hells gate,
And punk in the crowd,
Man, I'm [D#] still standing up straight.
So [D] we put these jobs, make a little money.
No one gets hurt, if they don't act [Am] funny.
From the [Dm] weed to the yacht,
We almost got caught.
We start shooting mail,
About to throw [C#] away the coppers.
[Dm] Yeah, they got the gun thrown at us,
Adjacent to my phone,
With these mailbox [C#] slaps,
That just [D] exploded.
They get cheap,
From our man, Steve's and [Dm] Ace,
And we [Em] lost four brothers in Haiti.
[Dm] We just split off,
And along with Wim,
[D] Off from you [E] to do an island resort,
[Am] We [Dm] wrecked it.
Oh,
[Bm] You think you cool?
Are you cool?
[N]
[Dm] Man, I'm cool.
Running [A] around,
[C] Legs [G] all whacked,
[D] Off the screwy stacks.
[A] [D]
[G] [D] Running [A] around,
[C] Legs [G] all [A] whacked,
[Dm] Off the screwy [A] stacks.
[C]
[D] Running [A] around,
[C] Legs [G] all whacked,
[Dm] Off the screwy [A] stacks.
[G]
[D] Running [A] around,
[G] Legs all whacked,
[D] Off the screwy stacks.
[A] [D]
Everybody in court is a robbery!
F*** you!
And I'm gonna execute every last one of you!
[A] [D]
[G] [D] [A] [D]
[A] [D]
[A] [C]
[G] [D] Me and Fats got the cops, we out to rob the bank.
We got Steve outside, counting for the pack.
Everything's cool and everything's smooth.
[A] Hey, that's [D] smooth.
I walk up to the [A] fella, I give him the [D] letter.
She gives me the loop, the bucket up, lips in the wink.
Then I found Q, [E] and I said,
Babe, babe, babe,
[Dm] Is there some karmic G-love thing [Em] happening?
[D] Ride that time, fast time,
[Dm] Except it's time to [Em] float, you know.
[D] So out the door we go, back to the lot.
Steve inside in the lot,
Off the drive.
See I hurt my lower lumbar,
You know we never get far.
Riding [Em] around in a [A] stolen police car.
[D] So we ducked it off, and piled in the [Dm] cabbie.
[E] Steve was driving, cause I had to [D] talk to my man.
I don't know anything about any
Torture me all you want.
[A] Torture you, [Dm] that's a good idea.
I like that.
[A] Running around,
[G] Legs all whacked,
[D] Off the screwy [A] stacks.
[D]
[G] [D] Running around,
[G] Legs all whacked,
[D] Off the screwy [A] stacks.
[G]
[D] I'm a liberal,
About to hells gate,
And punk in the crowd,
Man, I'm [D#] still standing up straight.
So [D] we put these jobs, make a little money.
No one gets hurt, if they don't act [Am] funny.
From the [Dm] weed to the yacht,
We almost got caught.
We start shooting mail,
About to throw [C#] away the coppers.
[Dm] Yeah, they got the gun thrown at us,
Adjacent to my phone,
With these mailbox [C#] slaps,
That just [D] exploded.
They get cheap,
From our man, Steve's and [Dm] Ace,
And we [Em] lost four brothers in Haiti.
[Dm] We just split off,
And along with Wim,
[D] Off from you [E] to do an island resort,
[Am] We [Dm] wrecked it.
Oh,
[Bm] You think you cool?
Are you cool?
[N]
[Dm] Man, I'm cool.
Running [A] around,
[C] Legs [G] all whacked,
[D] Off the screwy stacks.
[A] [D]
[G] [D] Running [A] around,
[C] Legs [G] all [A] whacked,
[Dm] Off the screwy [A] stacks.
[C]
[D] Running [A] around,
[C] Legs [G] all whacked,
[Dm] Off the screwy [A] stacks.
[G]
[D] Running [A] around,
[G] Legs all whacked,
[D] Off the screwy stacks.
[A] [D]
Key:
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Dm
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Dm
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Everybody in court is a robbery! _
F*** you!
And I'm gonna _ _ execute every last one of you!
_ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ [D] Me and Fats got the cops, we out to rob the bank.
We got Steve outside, counting for the pack.
Everything's cool and everything's smooth.
[A] Hey, that's [D] smooth.
I walk up to the [A] fella, I give him the [D] letter.
She gives me the loop, the bucket up, lips in the wink.
Then I found Q, [E] and I said,
Babe, babe, babe,
[Dm] Is there some karmic G-love thing [Em] happening?
_ _ [D] Ride that time, fast time,
[Dm] Except it's time to [Em] float, you know.
[D] So out the door we go, back to the lot.
Steve inside in the lot,
Off the drive.
See I hurt my lower lumbar,
You know we never get far.
Riding [Em] around in a [A] stolen police car.
[D] So we ducked it off, and piled in the [Dm] cabbie.
[E] Steve was driving, cause I had to [D] talk to my man.
I don't know anything about any_
Torture me all you want.
_ [A] Torture you, [Dm] that's a good idea.
I like that.
[A] Running around,
[G] Legs all whacked,
[D] Off the screwy [A] stacks.
[D] _ _
[G] _ _ [D] Running around,
[G] Legs all whacked,
[D] Off the screwy [A] stacks.
_ [G] _ _
_ _ [D] I'm a liberal,
About to hells gate,
And punk in the crowd,
Man, I'm [D#] still standing up straight.
So [D] we put these jobs, make a little money.
No one gets hurt, if they don't act [Am] funny.
From the [Dm] weed to the yacht,
We almost got caught.
We start shooting mail,
About to throw [C#] away the coppers.
[Dm] Yeah, they got the gun thrown at us,
Adjacent to my phone,
With these mailbox [C#] slaps,
That just [D] exploded.
They get cheap,
From our man, Steve's and [Dm] Ace,
And we [Em] lost four brothers in Haiti.
[Dm] We just split off,
And along with Wim,
[D] Off from you [E] to do an island resort,
[Am] We [Dm] wrecked it.
_ Oh,
[Bm] You think you cool?
_ _ Are you cool?
_ [N] _ _
[Dm] Man, I'm cool.
Running [A] around,
_ [C] Legs [G] all whacked,
[D] Off the screwy stacks.
[A] _ _ [D] _ _
[G] _ _ [D] Running [A] around,
_ [C] Legs [G] all [A] whacked,
[Dm] Off the screwy [A] stacks.
_ [C] _ _
[D] _ _ Running [A] around,
_ [C] Legs [G] all whacked,
[Dm] Off the screwy [A] stacks.
_ [G] _ _
_ _ [D] Running [A] around,
_ [G] Legs all whacked,
[D] Off the screwy stacks.
[A] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Everybody in court is a robbery! _
F*** you!
And I'm gonna _ _ execute every last one of you!
_ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ [D] Me and Fats got the cops, we out to rob the bank.
We got Steve outside, counting for the pack.
Everything's cool and everything's smooth.
[A] Hey, that's [D] smooth.
I walk up to the [A] fella, I give him the [D] letter.
She gives me the loop, the bucket up, lips in the wink.
Then I found Q, [E] and I said,
Babe, babe, babe,
[Dm] Is there some karmic G-love thing [Em] happening?
_ _ [D] Ride that time, fast time,
[Dm] Except it's time to [Em] float, you know.
[D] So out the door we go, back to the lot.
Steve inside in the lot,
Off the drive.
See I hurt my lower lumbar,
You know we never get far.
Riding [Em] around in a [A] stolen police car.
[D] So we ducked it off, and piled in the [Dm] cabbie.
[E] Steve was driving, cause I had to [D] talk to my man.
I don't know anything about any_
Torture me all you want.
_ [A] Torture you, [Dm] that's a good idea.
I like that.
[A] Running around,
[G] Legs all whacked,
[D] Off the screwy [A] stacks.
[D] _ _
[G] _ _ [D] Running around,
[G] Legs all whacked,
[D] Off the screwy [A] stacks.
_ [G] _ _
_ _ [D] I'm a liberal,
About to hells gate,
And punk in the crowd,
Man, I'm [D#] still standing up straight.
So [D] we put these jobs, make a little money.
No one gets hurt, if they don't act [Am] funny.
From the [Dm] weed to the yacht,
We almost got caught.
We start shooting mail,
About to throw [C#] away the coppers.
[Dm] Yeah, they got the gun thrown at us,
Adjacent to my phone,
With these mailbox [C#] slaps,
That just [D] exploded.
They get cheap,
From our man, Steve's and [Dm] Ace,
And we [Em] lost four brothers in Haiti.
[Dm] We just split off,
And along with Wim,
[D] Off from you [E] to do an island resort,
[Am] We [Dm] wrecked it.
_ Oh,
[Bm] You think you cool?
_ _ Are you cool?
_ [N] _ _
[Dm] Man, I'm cool.
Running [A] around,
_ [C] Legs [G] all whacked,
[D] Off the screwy stacks.
[A] _ _ [D] _ _
[G] _ _ [D] Running [A] around,
_ [C] Legs [G] all [A] whacked,
[Dm] Off the screwy [A] stacks.
_ [C] _ _
[D] _ _ Running [A] around,
_ [C] Legs [G] all whacked,
[Dm] Off the screwy [A] stacks.
_ [G] _ _
_ _ [D] Running [A] around,
_ [G] Legs all whacked,
[D] Off the screwy stacks.
[A] _ _ [D] _ _