Chords for Get Dead - Kerouac's Teeth
Tempo:
105.2 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
B
C#
G#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] [D#] [A]
[F#m]
[E] [G#m] [F#m]
[A] [E]
On the road like a wag, packed in a van full of [A] Lukowski's.
[E]
In the desert in November, there's so much out there not [A] to see.
With [E] the silence in the canyon, fills your spine with [A] electricity.
And [E] in this harsh environment, well, even the devil gets his [A] sympathies.
[B] So I dig on down into the dirt, past the surface and the earth, [A] just to see what we've been building on.
[B] Past the rubble, dread and fire, child's dreams, down with [A] Spivey's hand, all I found, well,
were [E] these songs, just [B] those songs.
[C#] They'll never look right, right, but [A] they'll never look right wrong.
[E] Those songs, just [B] those songs, [C#m] they might lead you astray, [A] or they might just lead [B] you along.
[E] In the streetlights and starches spikes, though in the dark is where I'd rather [A] be.
[E] Far away from all the laughs, through the right wing televised [A] tragedy.
[E] And it's easy not to pick a side, when it's just all a compromise [A] to me.
[E] But ain't it all just a fucking lie, when you come to cry, make what up, buy [A] a song for free.
[B] So I dig on down into the dirt, past the surface and the earth, [A] just to see what we've been building on.
[B] Past the rubble, dread and fire, child's dreams, down with [A] Spivey's hand, all I found, well,
were [E] these songs, [B] just those songs.
[C#] They'll never look right, right, [A] but they'll never look right wrong.
[E] Those songs, [B] just those songs, [C#] they might lead you astray, [A] or they might just lead [B] you along.
[E] I'm [G#m]
[A]
[E] [G#m]
[A]
[E] with grenades in small spaces, and just a safe base for an [A] argument.
[E] But it's all just a brass bar list, shot a second ship, the point is, [A] miss my friend.
[E] And I've been holding my breath for longer than [A] I'd like to stay.
[E] So I exhale a bit of smoke, I'm just about wet [A] everything.
[B] So I dig on down into the dirt, past the surface and the [A] earth, just to see what we've been building on.
[B] Past the rubble, dread and fire, child's dreams, down with [A] Spivey's hand, all I found, well,
were [E] these songs, [B] just those songs.
[C#] They'll never look right, [A] right, but they'll never look right wrong.
[E] Those songs, just [B] those songs, [C#m] they might lead you astray, [A] or they might just lead [B] you along.
Oh, I'm [E] so sorry.
[F#m]
[E] [G#m] [F#m]
[A] [E]
On the road like a wag, packed in a van full of [A] Lukowski's.
[E]
In the desert in November, there's so much out there not [A] to see.
With [E] the silence in the canyon, fills your spine with [A] electricity.
And [E] in this harsh environment, well, even the devil gets his [A] sympathies.
[B] So I dig on down into the dirt, past the surface and the earth, [A] just to see what we've been building on.
[B] Past the rubble, dread and fire, child's dreams, down with [A] Spivey's hand, all I found, well,
were [E] these songs, just [B] those songs.
[C#] They'll never look right, right, but [A] they'll never look right wrong.
[E] Those songs, just [B] those songs, [C#m] they might lead you astray, [A] or they might just lead [B] you along.
[E] In the streetlights and starches spikes, though in the dark is where I'd rather [A] be.
[E] Far away from all the laughs, through the right wing televised [A] tragedy.
[E] And it's easy not to pick a side, when it's just all a compromise [A] to me.
[E] But ain't it all just a fucking lie, when you come to cry, make what up, buy [A] a song for free.
[B] So I dig on down into the dirt, past the surface and the earth, [A] just to see what we've been building on.
[B] Past the rubble, dread and fire, child's dreams, down with [A] Spivey's hand, all I found, well,
were [E] these songs, [B] just those songs.
[C#] They'll never look right, right, [A] but they'll never look right wrong.
[E] Those songs, [B] just those songs, [C#] they might lead you astray, [A] or they might just lead [B] you along.
[E] I'm [G#m]
[A]
[E] [G#m]
[A]
[E] with grenades in small spaces, and just a safe base for an [A] argument.
[E] But it's all just a brass bar list, shot a second ship, the point is, [A] miss my friend.
[E] And I've been holding my breath for longer than [A] I'd like to stay.
[E] So I exhale a bit of smoke, I'm just about wet [A] everything.
[B] So I dig on down into the dirt, past the surface and the [A] earth, just to see what we've been building on.
[B] Past the rubble, dread and fire, child's dreams, down with [A] Spivey's hand, all I found, well,
were [E] these songs, [B] just those songs.
[C#] They'll never look right, [A] right, but they'll never look right wrong.
[E] Those songs, just [B] those songs, [C#m] they might lead you astray, [A] or they might just lead [B] you along.
Oh, I'm [E] so sorry.
Key:
A
E
B
C#
G#m
A
E
B
[E] _ _ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [F#m] _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E]
On the road like a wag, packed in a van full of [A] _ Lukowski's.
_ _ _ _ [E]
In the desert in November, there's so much out there not [A] to see.
_ _ _ _ With [E] the silence in the canyon, fills your spine with [A] electricity.
_ _ _ _ _ And [E] in this harsh environment, well, even the devil gets his [A] _ _ sympathies. _ _ _
[B] So I dig on down into the dirt, past the surface and the earth, [A] just to see what we've been building on. _ _
[B] Past the rubble, dread and fire, child's dreams, down with [A] Spivey's hand, all I found, well,
_ were [E] these songs, just [B] those songs.
[C#] They'll never look right, right, but [A] they'll never look right wrong.
[E] Those songs, just [B] those songs, [C#m] they might lead you astray, [A] or they might just lead [B] you along. _ _ _ _
[E] In the streetlights and starches spikes, though in the dark is where I'd rather [A] be. _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] Far away from all the laughs, through the right wing televised [A] tragedy. _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] And it's easy not to pick a side, when it's just all a compromise [A] to me. _ _ _ _ _
[E] But ain't it all just a fucking lie, when you come to cry, make what up, buy [A] a song for free. _ _ _ _
[B] So I dig on down into the dirt, past the surface and the earth, [A] just to see what we've been building on. _ _
[B] Past the rubble, dread and fire, child's dreams, down with [A] Spivey's hand, all I found, well,
_ were [E] these songs, [B] just those songs.
[C#] They'll never look right, right, [A] but they'll never look right wrong.
[E] Those songs, [B] just those songs, [C#] they might lead you astray, [A] or they might just lead [B] you _ along. _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ I'm _ _ [G#m] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] with grenades in small spaces, and just a safe base for an [A] argument. _ _ _ _ _
[E] But it's all just a brass bar list, shot a second ship, the point is, [A] miss my friend. _ _ _ _ _
[E] And I've been holding my breath for longer than [A] I'd like to stay. _ _ _ _
[E] So I exhale a bit of smoke, I'm just about wet [A] everything. _ _ _ _ _
[B] So I dig on down into the dirt, past the surface and the [A] earth, just to see what we've been building on. _
[B] Past the rubble, dread and fire, child's dreams, down with [A] Spivey's hand, all I found, well,
_ were [E] these songs, [B] just those songs.
[C#] They'll never look right, [A] right, but they'll never look right wrong.
[E] Those songs, just [B] those songs, [C#m] they might lead you astray, [A] or they might just lead [B] you along.
_ Oh, I'm [E] so sorry. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ [F#m] _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E]
On the road like a wag, packed in a van full of [A] _ Lukowski's.
_ _ _ _ [E]
In the desert in November, there's so much out there not [A] to see.
_ _ _ _ With [E] the silence in the canyon, fills your spine with [A] electricity.
_ _ _ _ _ And [E] in this harsh environment, well, even the devil gets his [A] _ _ sympathies. _ _ _
[B] So I dig on down into the dirt, past the surface and the earth, [A] just to see what we've been building on. _ _
[B] Past the rubble, dread and fire, child's dreams, down with [A] Spivey's hand, all I found, well,
_ were [E] these songs, just [B] those songs.
[C#] They'll never look right, right, but [A] they'll never look right wrong.
[E] Those songs, just [B] those songs, [C#m] they might lead you astray, [A] or they might just lead [B] you along. _ _ _ _
[E] In the streetlights and starches spikes, though in the dark is where I'd rather [A] be. _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] Far away from all the laughs, through the right wing televised [A] tragedy. _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] And it's easy not to pick a side, when it's just all a compromise [A] to me. _ _ _ _ _
[E] But ain't it all just a fucking lie, when you come to cry, make what up, buy [A] a song for free. _ _ _ _
[B] So I dig on down into the dirt, past the surface and the earth, [A] just to see what we've been building on. _ _
[B] Past the rubble, dread and fire, child's dreams, down with [A] Spivey's hand, all I found, well,
_ were [E] these songs, [B] just those songs.
[C#] They'll never look right, right, [A] but they'll never look right wrong.
[E] Those songs, [B] just those songs, [C#] they might lead you astray, [A] or they might just lead [B] you _ along. _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ I'm _ _ [G#m] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] with grenades in small spaces, and just a safe base for an [A] argument. _ _ _ _ _
[E] But it's all just a brass bar list, shot a second ship, the point is, [A] miss my friend. _ _ _ _ _
[E] And I've been holding my breath for longer than [A] I'd like to stay. _ _ _ _
[E] So I exhale a bit of smoke, I'm just about wet [A] everything. _ _ _ _ _
[B] So I dig on down into the dirt, past the surface and the [A] earth, just to see what we've been building on. _
[B] Past the rubble, dread and fire, child's dreams, down with [A] Spivey's hand, all I found, well,
_ were [E] these songs, [B] just those songs.
[C#] They'll never look right, [A] right, but they'll never look right wrong.
[E] Those songs, just [B] those songs, [C#m] they might lead you astray, [A] or they might just lead [B] you along.
_ Oh, I'm [E] so sorry. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _