Chords for Wax Tailor "The Games You Play"

Tempo:
82.85 bpm
Chords used:

F#

Em

E

G

Bm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Wax Tailor "The Games You Play" chords
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[N]
[B] When I was a kid we used to play a [F#m] game.
[A] [G]
[F#] [E] [D]
[E] [D#] [Em]
[G] I think you know [Em] the rules of our [G] game.
[E] I have no [D#] time to play games.
[Bm] Sometimes I post a kakos, [F#] you a vibrato, while you be acting macho.
I try and switch it up, I [E] see the games you play, [D] and the traps you lay.
I [Em] put the ball in, but I'll let you [F#] be the mini-may.
Sometimes [B] I post a kakos, [F#] you a vibrato, while [Em] you be acting macho.
I [F#] try and switch it up, I see the games you play, [G] and the traps you lay.
I [E] put the ball in, but I'll let you be the mini-may.
I sit here, the clock ticks, [F#] watch the leaves on the plant flick from the fan above the room and I lick.
Head [B] trip, deliberate, cease, tighten the [Em] feeling, and submit.
Floated like the path, pre [F#m]-existing, hidden codes may suck.
[Bm] They peep us like a webcam from the pyramids that [Em] pass from hand to hand.
Let's think coincidence or better yet, [Bm] sixth sense.
My instincts tell me [F#] to back up from that handshake that [Em] wasn't tense.
My instincts tell me [F#m] to back up from that handshake that wasn't [E] tense.
Brush it off and [G] commence, blame it on myself, [Em] trip into the shithead's defense.
[F#] Cause I stare from the [Em] planet about face, and Billie [G] Jean's death in the place.
Throw [Em] myself on the hood, recap the [F#] time that I waste.
I know that [C#m] spitting's a bad habit, but I [F#] can't help the taste.
Still [G] looking for the clues, is it because [F#] of cold case?
Procrastinate [E] until I go to move the shit [G] from your face.
Reveal the [E] naysayer, sayer, [Gm] sayer.
[Bm] Sometimes I post a kakos, [F#] you a vibrato, while [Em] you be acting macho.
I [F#] try and switch it up, I [Bm] see the games you play, and the traps you lay.
Not [C#] fit to fall in, but I'll let you [G] play them anyway.
Sometimes [E] I post a kakos, you [G] a vibrato, while you be acting macho.
I [F#] try and switch it up, I [Em] see the games you play, [G] and the traps you lay.
Not [E] fit to fall in, but I'll let you play them anyway.
Me, [Bm] me, me, me, me.
[Em] [F#] [E] [Bm]
[F#] How [Bm] could you do this to me?
Me, me, [Em] me, me.
[F#] Don't you ever get tired of thinking [E] about your dope, greedy, [Em] false self?
So grateful, so free.
[D#m] Now [B] you ain't saying nada, sweating, getting hotter.
[Em] Change it to my father, I'm [F#] bout to rip you up.
Such [B] a control freak, you mouth the words I speak.
You got no nerve, [F#] you question me, but you ain't even [B] listening.
Your world is make believe, but I keep [Em] pretending that I'm flexible.
So [F#] you think your will's got me [B] bending?
Putting all your energy into negativity.
[E] You're holding over me, while [F#] you steady scheming.
But [Em] I'm making moves, while you [G] sleeping and dreaming of being larger than life.
Your own head [F#] you believe in?
[E] Well now, you've been [G] taking the funk since the [Em] beginning.
Too many chapters, and [F#] now to rewrite and fix the [E] ending.
Besides, you question what [G] kind of message that be [Em] sending.
That you's a [F#] chump, punk, but [Em] so what?
I've [Bm] been out of the roles you choose to [Em] play, by the way.
I'm [D#] sure of a beginning and an end, [C#m] but everything in between is all [C#] gray.
All gray.
Sometimes [Bm] I flow staccato, rip [F#] you up vibrato.
While you [Em] be acting macho, I [F#] try and switch it up.
I see [Bm] the games you play, and [F#m] the traps you lay.
Not fit to fall in, but I'll let you play them anyway.
Sometimes [E] I flow staccato, rip [G] you up vibrato.
While you [Em] be acting macho, I try [F#] and switch it up.
I see [E] the games you play, and [G] the traps you lay.
Not fit [E] to fall in, but I'll let you play [F#] them anyway.
[Bm]
[F#] [Bm]
[F#] [Bm]
[Em] [F#] [Bm]
[E] [F#] [E] [G]
[E] [G]
I don't understand this game.
Key:  
F#
134211112
Em
121
E
2311
G
2131
Bm
13421112
F#
134211112
Em
121
E
2311
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To start learning Wax Tailor - (Live) The Game You Play chords, build your understanding on these basic chords - Bm, Em, F#, E, G, F# and Bm in sequence. To master the tempo, it's wise to start at 41 BPM before aiming for the song's 83 BPM. Adapt the capo setting considering your vocal range, with reference to the key: B Minor.

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[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] When I was a kid we used to play a [F#m] game.
_ _ [A] _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [E] _ [D] _
_ [E] _ _ [D#] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ I think you know [Em] the rules of our [G] game.
_ [E] I have no [D#] time to play games.
[Bm] Sometimes I post a kakos, [F#] you a vibrato, while you be acting macho.
I try and switch it up, I [E] see the games you play, [D] and the traps you lay.
I [Em] put the ball in, but I'll let you [F#] be the mini-may.
Sometimes [B] I post a kakos, [F#] you a vibrato, while [Em] you be acting macho.
I [F#] try and switch it up, I see the games you play, [G] and the traps you lay.
I [E] put the ball in, but I'll let you be the mini-may.
I sit here, the clock ticks, [F#] watch the leaves on the plant flick from the fan above the room and I lick.
Head [B] trip, deliberate, cease, tighten the [Em] feeling, and submit.
Floated like the path, pre [F#m]-existing, hidden codes may suck.
[Bm] They peep us like a webcam from the pyramids that [Em] pass from hand to hand.
Let's think coincidence or better yet, [Bm] sixth sense.
My instincts tell me [F#] to back up from that handshake that [Em] wasn't tense.
My instincts tell me [F#m] to back up from that handshake that wasn't [E] tense.
Brush it off and [G] commence, blame it on myself, [Em] trip into the shithead's defense.
[F#] Cause I stare from the [Em] planet about face, and Billie [G] Jean's death in the place.
Throw [Em] myself on the hood, recap the [F#] time that I waste.
I know that [C#m] spitting's a bad habit, but I [F#] can't help the taste.
Still [G] looking for the clues, is it because [F#] of cold case?
Procrastinate [E] until I go to move the shit [G] from your face.
Reveal the [E] naysayer, sayer, [Gm] sayer.
[Bm] Sometimes I post a kakos, [F#] you a vibrato, while [Em] you be acting macho.
I [F#] try and switch it up, I [Bm] see the games you play, and the traps you lay.
Not [C#] fit to fall in, but I'll let you [G] play them anyway.
Sometimes [E] I post a kakos, you [G] a vibrato, while you be acting macho.
I [F#] try and switch it up, I [Em] see the games you play, [G] and the traps you lay.
Not [E] fit to fall in, but I'll let you play them anyway.
Me, [Bm] me, me, me, me. _
_ [Em] _ _ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ [F#] How [Bm] could you do this to me?
Me, me, [Em] me, me.
[F#] Don't you ever get tired of thinking [E] about your dope, greedy, [Em] false self?
So grateful, so free.
[D#m] Now [B] you ain't saying nada, sweating, getting hotter.
[Em] Change it to my father, I'm [F#] bout to rip you up.
Such [B] a control freak, you mouth the words I speak.
You got no nerve, [F#] you question me, but you ain't even [B] listening.
Your world is make believe, but I keep [Em] pretending that I'm flexible.
So [F#] you think your will's got me [B] bending?
Putting all your energy into negativity.
[E] You're holding over me, while [F#] you steady scheming.
But [Em] I'm making moves, while you [G] sleeping and dreaming of being larger than life.
Your own head [F#] you believe in?
[E] Well now, you've been [G] taking the funk since the [Em] beginning.
Too many chapters, and [F#] now to rewrite and fix the [E] ending.
Besides, you question what [G] kind of message that be [Em] sending.
That you's a [F#] chump, punk, but [Em] so what?
I've [Bm] been out of the roles you choose to [Em] play, by the way.
I'm [D#] sure of a beginning and an end, [C#m] but everything in between is all [C#] gray.
All gray.
_ Sometimes [Bm] I flow staccato, rip [F#] you up vibrato.
While you [Em] be acting macho, I [F#] try and switch it up.
I see [Bm] the games you play, and [F#m] the traps you lay.
Not fit to fall in, but I'll let you play them anyway.
Sometimes [E] I flow staccato, rip [G] you up vibrato.
While you [Em] be acting macho, I try [F#] and switch it up.
I see [E] the games you play, and [G] the traps you lay.
Not fit [E] to fall in, but I'll let you play [F#] them anyway.
_ [Bm] _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ [F#] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [G] _
I don't understand this game. _ _ _ _
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The Live 2010 à lOlympia album includes this song.

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