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QUEEN - Stone Cold Crazy - Аккорды, табы, тексты


Аккорды, табы / QUEEN / Stone Cold Crazy

Аккорды, табы

Sheer Heart Attack 1974
		Stone Cold Crazy
!		(May, Mercury, Taylor, Deacon)
!		2:14

>		Gm
Verse:		Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I was
		Dreamiing I was Al Capone, There's a
		rumour goin' round gotta clear outta town, I'm
		smelling like a dry fish-bone.
		Here come the law gonna break down the door gonna
		carry me away once more
		Never! I never never wnat it anymore
		Gotta get away from this stone cold floor

>		C
Chorus:		Crazy
>		Bb
		Stone cold crazy you know.
>		Gm		Bb
>		Gm		C
>		Gm		Bb
>		Gm		C
!		Repeat first part of verse with following words:
		Rainy afternoon I gotta blow a typhoon
		And I'm playing on my slide trombone
		Anymore, anymore cannot take it anymore
		Gotta get away from this stone cold floor

!		Chorus

		Walking down th street
		Shooting people that I meet
		With my rubber Tommy water gun
		Here come the deputy
		He's gonna come and getta me
		I gotta get up and run
		They got the sirens loose
		I ran right outa juice
		Theyr'e gonna put me in a cell
		If I can't go to heaven
		Will they   let me go to hell?

!		Chorus

-

Text:		Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I was dreaming
		I was Al Capone
		There's a rumour going round, gotta clear outa town
		I'm smelling like a dry fish bone
		Here come the Law, gonna break down the door, gonna carry me
		away once more
		Never, never, never get it any more
		Gotta get away from this stone cold floor
		Crazy
		Stone cold crazy, you know

		Rainy afternoon I gotta blow a typhoon and I'm playing on
		my slide trombone
		Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore

		Gotta get away from this stone cold floor
		Crazy
		Stone cold crazy, you know

		Walking down the street, shooting people that I meet with
		my rubber tommy water gun
		Here come the deputy, he's gonna come and getta me
		I gotta get me get up and run
		They got the sirens loose
		I ran outa juice
		They're gonna put me in a cell, if I can't go to heaven
		Will they let me go to hell
		Crazy
		Stone cold crazy, you know
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