Urinetown - Cop Song Chords
Tempo:
112.5 bpm
Chords used:
C#
C#m
G
G#
D#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [C#m] If there's one thing I've learned in my many years of enforcing the laws of this city,
it's that the journey down to Urintown offers no surprises.
Not even [C#] from the very toughest among us.
On that journey, expect only the expected.
And it's a hard, cold tumble of a journey,
worthy of a gurney, [C#m] a bumble down.
A slapped [Em] face, smacked with a [C#m] mace,
certain to debase as I stumble down.
It's a path that I lead to only one place,
a rubble to retrace, a crumble down.
A hard, cold tumble of a journey,
jumble [G] of a [C#] journey to Urintown.
Julie Cassidy went to a field [D#] behind a tree,
[C#] saw there was no one who could see her [B] be but me!
[E] And Jacob Rosenbloom thought he was safe up [G#] in his room,
[E] didn't know the jars he kept up there would [F#] obligate a trip to [G] Urintown!
[C#m]
[C#]
Those who think our method's vicious,
overly malicious,
a [C#m] bunch of fruits, but it's we who gather for the people,
cabbage and [G#m] a steeple,
lawful [C#m] fruits, our task?
Bring a little [A] order.
Swindle out a hoarder.
From what [C#m] he loots, as the book says, [Em] certainly a season.
Trap a lot of [G#] treason with hotmail boots!
Roger Roosevelt [C#] kept a cup [D#] below his belt,
cup [C#] ran over when he knelt.
[C#] We smelt.
We [B] dealt.
And [E] Joseph, old and strong, held his pea for much too long,
hoped his son might bail [F#] him out,
his guess was [C#m] good, but also wrong!
Now years passed, all lived in the jungle,
[F#] scooping out a bungle, nature's [C#m] bowl.
Life of constant deprivation,
certain [G#] aggravation took its toll.
[C#m] Soon learned power of the twenchin,
organized a [G] function, [C#] can't keep on.
[G] So [G#] if pieces were to rafter,
Urintown's the rafter to hang it [D#] on!
[C#]
Julie Cassidy!
Jacob Rosenblum!
[A#] [C#] Roger Roosevelt!
Joseph, [N] old and strong!
Don't be like them, don't be like them,
don't be like them, don't be like them!
Now that's a hard, cold, juggle of a journey,
worthy of a journey of bumble down!
A slap on the face, a smack with a mace,
something to debase us, a stumble down!
[C#] If a bat, that, leaves you only one place,
a smile from the reeds, that's a grunt bone down!
A hard, cold, juggle of a [G#] journey,
juggle of a journey, [C#] Urintown!
it's that the journey down to Urintown offers no surprises.
Not even [C#] from the very toughest among us.
On that journey, expect only the expected.
And it's a hard, cold tumble of a journey,
worthy of a gurney, [C#m] a bumble down.
A slapped [Em] face, smacked with a [C#m] mace,
certain to debase as I stumble down.
It's a path that I lead to only one place,
a rubble to retrace, a crumble down.
A hard, cold tumble of a journey,
jumble [G] of a [C#] journey to Urintown.
Julie Cassidy went to a field [D#] behind a tree,
[C#] saw there was no one who could see her [B] be but me!
[E] And Jacob Rosenbloom thought he was safe up [G#] in his room,
[E] didn't know the jars he kept up there would [F#] obligate a trip to [G] Urintown!
[C#m]
[C#]
Those who think our method's vicious,
overly malicious,
a [C#m] bunch of fruits, but it's we who gather for the people,
cabbage and [G#m] a steeple,
lawful [C#m] fruits, our task?
Bring a little [A] order.
Swindle out a hoarder.
From what [C#m] he loots, as the book says, [Em] certainly a season.
Trap a lot of [G#] treason with hotmail boots!
Roger Roosevelt [C#] kept a cup [D#] below his belt,
cup [C#] ran over when he knelt.
[C#] We smelt.
We [B] dealt.
And [E] Joseph, old and strong, held his pea for much too long,
hoped his son might bail [F#] him out,
his guess was [C#m] good, but also wrong!
Now years passed, all lived in the jungle,
[F#] scooping out a bungle, nature's [C#m] bowl.
Life of constant deprivation,
certain [G#] aggravation took its toll.
[C#m] Soon learned power of the twenchin,
organized a [G] function, [C#] can't keep on.
[G] So [G#] if pieces were to rafter,
Urintown's the rafter to hang it [D#] on!
[C#]
Julie Cassidy!
Jacob Rosenblum!
[A#] [C#] Roger Roosevelt!
Joseph, [N] old and strong!
Don't be like them, don't be like them,
don't be like them, don't be like them!
Now that's a hard, cold, juggle of a journey,
worthy of a journey of bumble down!
A slap on the face, a smack with a mace,
something to debase us, a stumble down!
[C#] If a bat, that, leaves you only one place,
a smile from the reeds, that's a grunt bone down!
A hard, cold, juggle of a [G#] journey,
juggle of a journey, [C#] Urintown!
Key:
C#
C#m
G
G#
D#
C#
C#m
G
_ [G] _ [C#m] If there's one thing I've learned in my many years of enforcing the laws of this city,
it's that the journey down to Urintown offers no surprises.
Not even [C#] from the very toughest among us.
On that journey, expect _ only_ the expected. _
_ And it's a hard, cold tumble of a journey,
worthy of a gurney, [C#m] a bumble down.
A slapped [Em] face, smacked with a [C#m] mace,
certain to debase as I stumble down.
It's a path that I lead to only one place,
a rubble to retrace, a crumble down.
A hard, cold tumble of a journey,
jumble [G] of a [C#] journey to Urintown.
_ _ Julie Cassidy went to a field [D#] behind a tree,
[C#] saw there was no one who could see her [B] be_ but me!
[E] And Jacob _ Rosenbloom thought he was safe up [G#] in his room,
[E] didn't know the jars he kept up there would [F#] obligate a trip to [G] Urintown!
[C#m] _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _
Those who think our method's vicious,
overly malicious,
a [C#m] bunch of fruits, but it's we who gather for the people,
cabbage and [G#m] a steeple,
lawful [C#m] fruits, our task?
Bring a little [A] order.
Swindle out a hoarder.
From what [C#m] he loots, as the book says, [Em] certainly a season.
Trap a lot of [G#] treason with hotmail boots!
Roger Roosevelt [C#] kept a cup [D#] below his belt,
cup [C#] ran over when he knelt.
[C#] We smelt.
We [B] dealt.
And [E] Joseph, old and strong, held his pea for much too long,
hoped his son might bail [F#] him out,
his guess was [C#m] good, but also wrong!
_ _ _ _ _ _
Now years passed, all lived in the jungle,
[F#] scooping out a bungle, nature's [C#m] bowl.
Life of constant deprivation,
certain [G#] aggravation took its toll.
[C#m] Soon learned power of the twenchin,
organized a [G] function, [C#] can't keep on.
[G] So [G#] if pieces were to rafter,
_ _ Urintown's the rafter to hang it [D#] on! _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ _ Julie Cassidy! _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Jacob Rosenblum! _
[A#] _ _ [C#] Roger Roosevelt! _ _
_ Joseph, [N] old and strong!
Don't be like them, don't be like them,
don't be like them, don't be like them!
Now that's a hard, cold, juggle of a journey,
worthy of a journey of bumble down!
A slap on the face, a smack with a mace,
something to debase us, a stumble down!
[C#] If a bat, that, leaves you only one place,
a smile from the reeds, that's a grunt bone down!
A hard, cold, juggle of a [G#] journey,
juggle of a journey, [C#] Urintown! _
_ _ _ _ _ _
it's that the journey down to Urintown offers no surprises.
Not even [C#] from the very toughest among us.
On that journey, expect _ only_ the expected. _
_ And it's a hard, cold tumble of a journey,
worthy of a gurney, [C#m] a bumble down.
A slapped [Em] face, smacked with a [C#m] mace,
certain to debase as I stumble down.
It's a path that I lead to only one place,
a rubble to retrace, a crumble down.
A hard, cold tumble of a journey,
jumble [G] of a [C#] journey to Urintown.
_ _ Julie Cassidy went to a field [D#] behind a tree,
[C#] saw there was no one who could see her [B] be_ but me!
[E] And Jacob _ Rosenbloom thought he was safe up [G#] in his room,
[E] didn't know the jars he kept up there would [F#] obligate a trip to [G] Urintown!
[C#m] _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ _
Those who think our method's vicious,
overly malicious,
a [C#m] bunch of fruits, but it's we who gather for the people,
cabbage and [G#m] a steeple,
lawful [C#m] fruits, our task?
Bring a little [A] order.
Swindle out a hoarder.
From what [C#m] he loots, as the book says, [Em] certainly a season.
Trap a lot of [G#] treason with hotmail boots!
Roger Roosevelt [C#] kept a cup [D#] below his belt,
cup [C#] ran over when he knelt.
[C#] We smelt.
We [B] dealt.
And [E] Joseph, old and strong, held his pea for much too long,
hoped his son might bail [F#] him out,
his guess was [C#m] good, but also wrong!
_ _ _ _ _ _
Now years passed, all lived in the jungle,
[F#] scooping out a bungle, nature's [C#m] bowl.
Life of constant deprivation,
certain [G#] aggravation took its toll.
[C#m] Soon learned power of the twenchin,
organized a [G] function, [C#] can't keep on.
[G] So [G#] if pieces were to rafter,
_ _ Urintown's the rafter to hang it [D#] on! _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ _ Julie Cassidy! _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Jacob Rosenblum! _
[A#] _ _ [C#] Roger Roosevelt! _ _
_ Joseph, [N] old and strong!
Don't be like them, don't be like them,
don't be like them, don't be like them!
Now that's a hard, cold, juggle of a journey,
worthy of a journey of bumble down!
A slap on the face, a smack with a mace,
something to debase us, a stumble down!
[C#] If a bat, that, leaves you only one place,
a smile from the reeds, that's a grunt bone down!
A hard, cold, juggle of a [G#] journey,
juggle of a journey, [C#] Urintown! _
_ _ _ _ _ _