Chords for Sittin' Back - Jon and Roy
Tempo:
72.85 bpm
Chords used:
E
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Sittin' back and relaxin' on Combat
and attackin' them packin'
a whole factory of [F#m] miraculous muzak back
at a regular fresh start
want some days but please darling
your presence got me to [E] eat the essence
oh geez and rest of my [E] head
blessing got me on my knees guessing, professing
my [F#m] profession is what the fuck
I'm sitting out feeling so in love
ok, let's get this [E] thing rolling
and pass the buck
People walking around doing their thing with a ring
Singing pop songs, King Kong sides [F#m] Finger licking Gucci pop
Prying to the life of another Like an undercover agent
Raising up things up [E] on basement woods that make no sense
Yet man, what am I holding?
See back about a year ago my heart had got [F#m] stolen
Now I'm holding up, trying to find my beating soul
Looking here and there, paying so
Half the [E] toll to cross bridge, half the bridge
But really though, time moves slow
And you're feeling cold and fast when you want [F#m] it to last
You ought to pass it a little while ago, to feud up and gasp
But now it's caught up to me, with a [E] minute that just passed
But everybody sometimes gotta look behind them and face
The demons' cleat, shit phrase in a [F#m] maze of words that
May be appealing, I'm feeling like I don't know what I'm gonna do
Need the wisdom of a [E] wise man to tell me what is true
Through and through again, strike a perfect ten
A blend combined from the [F#m] minds of many men and women
I send my love to all the stars above
The world is a rush, to be fit and perfect [E] like a glove
Rub it up, pack it up, fill the cup, sip and suck
One, two, then I'm gonna bust, three and four, the [F#m] time for love
I must feel you before I reel you in
Steal you my heart back, baby in my line there's plenty [E] of slack in it
[F#m]
[E]
[F#m]
[E]
[F#m]
[E]
[F#m]
[E]
[N]
Sittin' back and relaxin' on Combat
and attackin' them packin'
a whole factory of [F#m] miraculous muzak back
at a regular fresh start
want some days but please darling
your presence got me to [E] eat the essence
oh geez and rest of my [E] head
blessing got me on my knees guessing, professing
my [F#m] profession is what the fuck
I'm sitting out feeling so in love
ok, let's get this [E] thing rolling
and pass the buck
People walking around doing their thing with a ring
Singing pop songs, King Kong sides [F#m] Finger licking Gucci pop
Prying to the life of another Like an undercover agent
Raising up things up [E] on basement woods that make no sense
Yet man, what am I holding?
See back about a year ago my heart had got [F#m] stolen
Now I'm holding up, trying to find my beating soul
Looking here and there, paying so
Half the [E] toll to cross bridge, half the bridge
But really though, time moves slow
And you're feeling cold and fast when you want [F#m] it to last
You ought to pass it a little while ago, to feud up and gasp
But now it's caught up to me, with a [E] minute that just passed
But everybody sometimes gotta look behind them and face
The demons' cleat, shit phrase in a [F#m] maze of words that
May be appealing, I'm feeling like I don't know what I'm gonna do
Need the wisdom of a [E] wise man to tell me what is true
Through and through again, strike a perfect ten
A blend combined from the [F#m] minds of many men and women
I send my love to all the stars above
The world is a rush, to be fit and perfect [E] like a glove
Rub it up, pack it up, fill the cup, sip and suck
One, two, then I'm gonna bust, three and four, the [F#m] time for love
I must feel you before I reel you in
Steal you my heart back, baby in my line there's plenty [E] of slack in it
[F#m]
[E]
[F#m]
[E]
[F#m]
[E]
[F#m]
[E]
[N]
Key:
E
F#m
E
F#m
E
F#m
E
F#m
_ _ _ Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Sittin' back and relaxin' on Combat
and attackin' them packin'
a whole factory of [F#m] miraculous muzak back
at a regular fresh start
want some days but please darling
your presence got me to [E] eat the essence
oh geez and rest of my [E] head
blessing got me on my knees guessing, professing
my [F#m] profession is what the fuck
I'm sitting out feeling so in love
ok, let's get this [E] thing rolling
and pass the buck
People walking around doing their thing with a ring
Singing pop songs, King Kong sides [F#m] Finger licking Gucci pop
Prying to the life of another Like an undercover agent
Raising up things up [E] on basement woods that make no sense
Yet man, what am I holding?
See back about a year ago my heart had got [F#m] stolen
Now I'm holding up, trying to find my beating soul
Looking here and there, paying so
Half the [E] toll to cross bridge, half the bridge
But really though, time moves slow
And you're feeling cold and fast when you want [F#m] it to last
You ought to pass it a little while ago, to feud up and gasp
But now it's caught up to me, with a [E] minute that just passed
But everybody sometimes gotta look behind them and face
The demons' cleat, shit phrase in a [F#m] maze of words that
May be appealing, I'm feeling like I don't know what I'm gonna do
Need the wisdom of a [E] wise man to tell me what is true
Through and through again, strike a perfect ten
A blend combined from the [F#m] minds of many men and women
I send my love to all the stars above
The world is a rush, to be fit and perfect [E] like a glove
Rub it up, pack it up, fill the cup, sip and suck
One, two, then I'm gonna bust, three and four, the [F#m] time for love
I must feel you before I reel you in
Steal you my heart back, baby in my line there's plenty [E] of slack in it _ _
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Sittin' back and relaxin' on Combat
and attackin' them packin'
a whole factory of [F#m] miraculous muzak back
at a regular fresh start
want some days but please darling
your presence got me to [E] eat the essence
oh geez and rest of my [E] head
blessing got me on my knees guessing, professing
my [F#m] profession is what the fuck
I'm sitting out feeling so in love
ok, let's get this [E] thing rolling
and pass the buck
People walking around doing their thing with a ring
Singing pop songs, King Kong sides [F#m] Finger licking Gucci pop
Prying to the life of another Like an undercover agent
Raising up things up [E] on basement woods that make no sense
Yet man, what am I holding?
See back about a year ago my heart had got [F#m] stolen
Now I'm holding up, trying to find my beating soul
Looking here and there, paying so
Half the [E] toll to cross bridge, half the bridge
But really though, time moves slow
And you're feeling cold and fast when you want [F#m] it to last
You ought to pass it a little while ago, to feud up and gasp
But now it's caught up to me, with a [E] minute that just passed
But everybody sometimes gotta look behind them and face
The demons' cleat, shit phrase in a [F#m] maze of words that
May be appealing, I'm feeling like I don't know what I'm gonna do
Need the wisdom of a [E] wise man to tell me what is true
Through and through again, strike a perfect ten
A blend combined from the [F#m] minds of many men and women
I send my love to all the stars above
The world is a rush, to be fit and perfect [E] like a glove
Rub it up, pack it up, fill the cup, sip and suck
One, two, then I'm gonna bust, three and four, the [F#m] time for love
I must feel you before I reel you in
Steal you my heart back, baby in my line there's plenty [E] of slack in it _ _
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