Chords for The Black Keys - Wild Child (Official Music Video)
Tempo:
106.95 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
Gm
D
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
These kids are fucking crazy.
I caught him snorting ketamine.
They gotta do that shit at home.
I found one passed out under the bleachers with this in his bag.
It's not even the good shit.
I mean it's good, but it ain't good shit.
I used to drink that when I was 12.
Awesome.
Oh, the new hires.
Fresh meat coming in.
I'll see you after class.
You're late.
Don't you know that in the real world you have to be responsible at your job? Like me.
I'm Mr.
Responsible.
Y'all look like little bitches.
They won't even last a day here.
Look at them.
They're scared.
Trembling in their boots.
Bitch, why are these white boys so dirty?
They ain't even started working yet.
Oops.
Can you pick that up for me?
Thanks.
Pick it up!
First period.
Fuck these kids!
Anti-collaborative.
Welcome to hell, [Gm] boys.
[D] You ready?
[Eb] Just like you planned it.
We're gonna reconnect our blue-collar roots [D]
when we're out.
For the [Eb] album.
[D]
Wait, how do we know [F] when we're done?
We'll know.
[G] [C]
[G] [D]
[G] [C]
[G] [C]
[G] [C]
[G] Come close [C] now, let me tell you a [G] lie.
[C] You got me running [G] through the sunshine.
[C] Today we're gonna be discussing [G] venereal disease.
Look at the first slide.
[C] Hell, no!
You [G] make me a man.
[C] What the fuck, [G] goddamn Shatner?
You [C] are a sweet [Gm] dream.
With a tender [C] heart and a beautiful [G] smile.
But things [C] aren't what they seem.
[G] So I'll let you [C] go and dream for a while.
[G] Watch out!
[C] You got me coming [G] out of that time.
[C] Every time you [G] go I'm blocking your smile.
[C] You're gonna get my [G] love today.
[C] [G]
[C]
[G] [C]
[G] Come on, hurry up!
[C] Hurry up!
[G] Hurry up, you guys!
Come [C] on, you idiots!
No, no!
[G] I just wanna hold you [D] at the end of [Gm] every day.
[G] Girl, I wanna please you [C] or I'm needing [Gm] you to stay.
Come on, give me more!
Sun is gonna shine if [C] you'll just come out and play.
[Gm] Baby, won't you show me [C] your [G] wild child way?
Come on, you!
Wild child!
[C] You got me running [G] through the turning sun.
[C] Baby, girl, [G] instead of making love to us.
[C] You're gonna get my [G] love today.
[C]
[G] Wild child!
[C] You got me coming [G] out of that time.
[C] Baby, girl, you [Gm] know I'm blocking your smile.
[C] You're gonna get my [G] love today.
[C] [Gm]
[N]
This almost looks like an album cover.
Black Keys forever, bitch.
I caught him snorting ketamine.
They gotta do that shit at home.
I found one passed out under the bleachers with this in his bag.
It's not even the good shit.
I mean it's good, but it ain't good shit.
I used to drink that when I was 12.
Awesome.
Oh, the new hires.
Fresh meat coming in.
I'll see you after class.
You're late.
Don't you know that in the real world you have to be responsible at your job? Like me.
I'm Mr.
Responsible.
Y'all look like little bitches.
They won't even last a day here.
Look at them.
They're scared.
Trembling in their boots.
Bitch, why are these white boys so dirty?
They ain't even started working yet.
Oops.
Can you pick that up for me?
Thanks.
Pick it up!
First period.
Fuck these kids!
Anti-collaborative.
Welcome to hell, [Gm] boys.
[D] You ready?
[Eb] Just like you planned it.
We're gonna reconnect our blue-collar roots [D]
when we're out.
For the [Eb] album.
[D]
Wait, how do we know [F] when we're done?
We'll know.
[G] [C]
[G] [D]
[G] [C]
[G] [C]
[G] [C]
[G] Come close [C] now, let me tell you a [G] lie.
[C] You got me running [G] through the sunshine.
[C] Today we're gonna be discussing [G] venereal disease.
Look at the first slide.
[C] Hell, no!
You [G] make me a man.
[C] What the fuck, [G] goddamn Shatner?
You [C] are a sweet [Gm] dream.
With a tender [C] heart and a beautiful [G] smile.
But things [C] aren't what they seem.
[G] So I'll let you [C] go and dream for a while.
[G] Watch out!
[C] You got me coming [G] out of that time.
[C] Every time you [G] go I'm blocking your smile.
[C] You're gonna get my [G] love today.
[C] [G]
[C]
[G] [C]
[G] Come on, hurry up!
[C] Hurry up!
[G] Hurry up, you guys!
Come [C] on, you idiots!
No, no!
[G] I just wanna hold you [D] at the end of [Gm] every day.
[G] Girl, I wanna please you [C] or I'm needing [Gm] you to stay.
Come on, give me more!
Sun is gonna shine if [C] you'll just come out and play.
[Gm] Baby, won't you show me [C] your [G] wild child way?
Come on, you!
Wild child!
[C] You got me running [G] through the turning sun.
[C] Baby, girl, [G] instead of making love to us.
[C] You're gonna get my [G] love today.
[C]
[G] Wild child!
[C] You got me coming [G] out of that time.
[C] Baby, girl, you [Gm] know I'm blocking your smile.
[C] You're gonna get my [G] love today.
[C] [Gm]
[N]
This almost looks like an album cover.
Black Keys forever, bitch.
Key:
C
G
Gm
D
Eb
C
G
Gm
_ These kids are fucking crazy.
I caught him snorting ketamine.
They gotta do that shit at home.
I found one passed out under the bleachers with this in his bag.
It's not even the good shit.
I mean it's good, but it ain't good shit.
I used to drink that when I was 12. _ _ _
Awesome.
Oh, the new hires.
_ Fresh meat coming in.
_ _ I'll see you after class.
_ You're late.
Don't you know that in the real world you have to be responsible at your job? Like me. _ _ _
I'm Mr.
Responsible.
Y'all look like little bitches.
They won't even last a day here.
Look at them.
They're scared.
Trembling in their boots.
Bitch, why are these white boys so dirty?
They ain't even started working yet.
_ _ _ Oops.
Can you pick that up for me?
Thanks. _ _ _ _
Pick it up! _ _ _ _ _
First period.
_ _ _ Fuck these kids!
_ Anti-collaborative.
_ _ Welcome to hell, [Gm] boys.
_ _ _ _ [D] You ready?
[Eb] Just like you planned it.
We're gonna reconnect our blue-collar roots [D]
when we're out.
For the [Eb] album.
[D] _ _
Wait, how do we know [F] when we're done?
_ We'll know. _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ Come close [C] now, let me tell you a [G] lie.
_ _ _ [C] You got me running [G] through the sunshine.
_ [C] Today we're gonna be discussing [G] venereal disease.
Look at the first slide.
[C] Hell, no!
You [G] make me a man.
[C] What the fuck, [G] goddamn Shatner?
You [C] are a sweet [Gm] dream.
_ With a tender [C] heart and a beautiful [G] smile.
But things [C] aren't what they seem.
[G] _ So I'll let you [C] go and dream for a while.
[G] Watch out!
_ [C] You got me coming [G] out of that time.
_ [C] _ Every time you [G] go I'm blocking your smile.
[C] You're gonna get my [G] love today.
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ Come on, hurry up!
[C] Hurry up! _ _
[G] _ Hurry up, you guys!
Come [C] on, you idiots!
No, no!
[G] I just wanna hold you [D] at the end of [Gm] every day.
[G] Girl, I wanna please you [C] or I'm needing [Gm] you to stay.
Come on, give me more!
Sun is gonna shine if [C] you'll just come out and play.
[Gm] Baby, won't you show me [C] your [G] wild child way?
Come on, you!
Wild child!
_ [C] You got me running [G] through the turning sun.
_ [C] _ Baby, girl, [G] instead of making love to us.
[C] You're gonna get my [G] love today.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] Wild child!
_ [C] You got me coming [G] out of that time.
_ [C] _ Baby, girl, you [Gm] know I'm blocking your smile.
[C] You're gonna get my [G] love today.
_ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ This _ almost looks like an album cover.
Black Keys forever, bitch. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I caught him snorting ketamine.
They gotta do that shit at home.
I found one passed out under the bleachers with this in his bag.
It's not even the good shit.
I mean it's good, but it ain't good shit.
I used to drink that when I was 12. _ _ _
Awesome.
Oh, the new hires.
_ Fresh meat coming in.
_ _ I'll see you after class.
_ You're late.
Don't you know that in the real world you have to be responsible at your job? Like me. _ _ _
I'm Mr.
Responsible.
Y'all look like little bitches.
They won't even last a day here.
Look at them.
They're scared.
Trembling in their boots.
Bitch, why are these white boys so dirty?
They ain't even started working yet.
_ _ _ Oops.
Can you pick that up for me?
Thanks. _ _ _ _
Pick it up! _ _ _ _ _
First period.
_ _ _ Fuck these kids!
_ Anti-collaborative.
_ _ Welcome to hell, [Gm] boys.
_ _ _ _ [D] You ready?
[Eb] Just like you planned it.
We're gonna reconnect our blue-collar roots [D]
when we're out.
For the [Eb] album.
[D] _ _
Wait, how do we know [F] when we're done?
_ We'll know. _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ Come close [C] now, let me tell you a [G] lie.
_ _ _ [C] You got me running [G] through the sunshine.
_ [C] Today we're gonna be discussing [G] venereal disease.
Look at the first slide.
[C] Hell, no!
You [G] make me a man.
[C] What the fuck, [G] goddamn Shatner?
You [C] are a sweet [Gm] dream.
_ With a tender [C] heart and a beautiful [G] smile.
But things [C] aren't what they seem.
[G] _ So I'll let you [C] go and dream for a while.
[G] Watch out!
_ [C] You got me coming [G] out of that time.
_ [C] _ Every time you [G] go I'm blocking your smile.
[C] You're gonna get my [G] love today.
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] _ Come on, hurry up!
[C] Hurry up! _ _
[G] _ Hurry up, you guys!
Come [C] on, you idiots!
No, no!
[G] I just wanna hold you [D] at the end of [Gm] every day.
[G] Girl, I wanna please you [C] or I'm needing [Gm] you to stay.
Come on, give me more!
Sun is gonna shine if [C] you'll just come out and play.
[Gm] Baby, won't you show me [C] your [G] wild child way?
Come on, you!
Wild child!
_ [C] You got me running [G] through the turning sun.
_ [C] _ Baby, girl, [G] instead of making love to us.
[C] You're gonna get my [G] love today.
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[G] Wild child!
_ [C] You got me coming [G] out of that time.
_ [C] _ Baby, girl, you [Gm] know I'm blocking your smile.
[C] You're gonna get my [G] love today.
_ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ This _ almost looks like an album cover.
Black Keys forever, bitch. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _