Chords for Joan Jett and The Blackhearts - Everyday People - Live - 1998 Rockin´ the Rockies
Tempo:
129.3 bpm
Chords used:
G
Gm
E
Bb
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] [F]
Alright, I wanna see some [Am]
asses [Bb] shaking, shaking, shaking, [G] shaking, shaking, yeah.
[E] [F]
[G]
[B]
[G]
Right, and I tell you wrong, police are impossible.
Drop a faggot, I drop on their head.
It's no different song.
I, can't breathe anymore.
They had a dog, who was a bad chef, like a king, huh.
They ran like a blind dog, not a real shame, huh.
They're pressed ropes, but a pen floats.
No one's so on the show, we're there.
We can't be moved, shut up.
We gotta play off the stress, oh yeah.
I need the heart, yeah.
We don't wanna say it, but I love it.
Walk in here, we don't care.
Still can't make a mistake.
We have to let the baby, follow the rules.
They ran like a blind dog, not a real shame, huh.
They're pressed ropes, but a pen floats.
No one's so on the show, we're there.
We can't be moved, shut up.
We gotta play off the stress, oh yeah.
[Gm] [G]
[Gm] [E] [Gm]
[Bb]
[G] [Dm]
[Gm] [B] [Bb]
[G] [Bb]
[Gm] [Bbm]
[Gm]
[A] [G]
It's no different song.
They had a dog, who was a bad chef, huh.
They're pressed ropes, but a pen floats.
No one's so on the show, we're there.
[E]
Alright, I wanna see some [Am]
asses [Bb] shaking, shaking, shaking, [G] shaking, shaking, yeah.
[E] [F]
[G]
[B]
[G]
Right, and I tell you wrong, police are impossible.
Drop a faggot, I drop on their head.
It's no different song.
I, can't breathe anymore.
They had a dog, who was a bad chef, like a king, huh.
They ran like a blind dog, not a real shame, huh.
They're pressed ropes, but a pen floats.
No one's so on the show, we're there.
We can't be moved, shut up.
We gotta play off the stress, oh yeah.
I need the heart, yeah.
We don't wanna say it, but I love it.
Walk in here, we don't care.
Still can't make a mistake.
We have to let the baby, follow the rules.
They ran like a blind dog, not a real shame, huh.
They're pressed ropes, but a pen floats.
No one's so on the show, we're there.
We can't be moved, shut up.
We gotta play off the stress, oh yeah.
[Gm] [G]
[Gm] [E] [Gm]
[Bb]
[G] [Dm]
[Gm] [B] [Bb]
[G] [Bb]
[Gm] [Bbm]
[Gm]
[A] [G]
It's no different song.
They had a dog, who was a bad chef, huh.
They're pressed ropes, but a pen floats.
No one's so on the show, we're there.
[E]
Key:
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Gm
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Bb
F
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[E] _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Alright, _ I wanna see some [Am] _
asses [Bb] shaking, shaking, shaking, [G] shaking, shaking, yeah. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ Right, and I tell you wrong, _ _ _ police are _ impossible.
_ Drop a faggot, I drop on their head.
It's no different song.
_ _ _ I, _ _ _ _ _ can't breathe anymore. _ _ _
_ _ _ They had a dog, who was a bad chef, like a king, huh.
They ran like a blind dog, not a real shame, huh.
They're pressed ropes, but a pen floats.
No one's so on the show, we're there.
We can't be moved, shut up.
We gotta play off the stress, oh yeah. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I need the heart, yeah.
We don't wanna say it, but I love it.
_ Walk in here, we don't care.
_ Still can't make a mistake.
We have to _ _ _ _ _ _ _ let the baby, follow the rules. _ _ _ _
They ran like a blind dog, not a real shame, huh. _ _
They're pressed ropes, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ but a pen floats. _
No one's so on the show, we're there. _
_ We can't be moved, shut up.
We gotta play off the stress, oh yeah.
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_ [A] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ It's no _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ different song.
They had a dog, who was a bad chef, huh.
They're pressed ropes, but a pen floats.
_ No one's so on the show, we're there. _ _ _ _ _
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_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Alright, _ I wanna see some [Am] _
asses [Bb] shaking, shaking, shaking, [G] shaking, shaking, yeah. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ [F] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Right, and I tell you wrong, _ _ _ police are _ impossible.
_ Drop a faggot, I drop on their head.
It's no different song.
_ _ _ I, _ _ _ _ _ can't breathe anymore. _ _ _
_ _ _ They had a dog, who was a bad chef, like a king, huh.
They ran like a blind dog, not a real shame, huh.
They're pressed ropes, but a pen floats.
No one's so on the show, we're there.
We can't be moved, shut up.
We gotta play off the stress, oh yeah. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I need the heart, yeah.
We don't wanna say it, but I love it.
_ Walk in here, we don't care.
_ Still can't make a mistake.
We have to _ _ _ _ _ _ _ let the baby, follow the rules. _ _ _ _
They ran like a blind dog, not a real shame, huh. _ _
They're pressed ropes, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ but a pen floats. _
No one's so on the show, we're there. _
_ We can't be moved, shut up.
We gotta play off the stress, oh yeah.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ It's no _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ different song.
They had a dog, who was a bad chef, huh.
They're pressed ropes, but a pen floats.
_ No one's so on the show, we're there. _ _ _ _ _
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