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R.e.m. - Its The End Of The World R.e.m. - Its The End Of The World |
Transpozícia: [+1 +2 -1 -2] Autor hudby: REM |
IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT (AND I FEEL FINE)
G C
> That's great it starts with an earthquake
G
> Birds and snakes and aeroplanes
C
> Lenny Bruce is not afraid
G
> Eye of a hurricane listen to yourself churn
C
> World serves its own needs dummy serve your own needs
G
> Speed it up a notch speed grunt nose street burn
C
> The ladder starts to clatter with dinner fight down height
Bb
> Wire in a fire room represent the southern gangs
A
> In a government for hire and a combat site
{same as before}
> Lefty wasn't coming in a hurry
> With the furies breathing down your neck
> Team by team reporters grapple trunk tethered crop
> Look at that low plane fine then
> Uh oh overflow population cornered
> But it'll do save yourself serve yourself
> World serves its own needs listen to your heartbeat
> Tell me that the reds are in the reverend in the right right?
> You patriotic patriotic slam fight right might feeling pretty psyched
>
G D Am
> It's the end of the world as we know it
G D Am
> It's the end of the world as we know it
G D Am C C/B
> It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine
>
> Six o'clock TV hour don't get caught foreign tower
> Slice and burn return listen to yourself churn lock him in uniform
> And book-burning blood-letting every motive escalate
> Automotive incinerate light a candle light a motive
> Step down step down watching heel crush crush
> Uh oh this means no fear cavalier renegade steer clear
> A tournament a tournament a tournament of lies
> Offer me solutions offer me alternatives and I decline
>
> It's the end of the world as we know it
> (It's time I had some time alone)
> It's the end of the world as we know it
> (It's time I had some time alone)
> It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine
G C G C G F
I feel fine I feel fine
>
> The other night I drifted nice continental trip to find
> Mount Saint Edelite Leonard Bernstein
> Leonid Brezhnev Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs
> Birthday party cheesecake jellybeans boom
> You symbiotic patriotic slam foot neck right right
From: tofu
I sat in front of speakers for seven hours one night pressing rewind over
and over in order to be able to sing this song word for word. Last week,
my friend sends me a copy of the exact same lyrics that it took him seven
seconds to download. Oh well... either way, here are th correct lyrics
to "Its The End of the World As We Know it (and I Feel Fine."
That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an
aeroplane -
Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn -
world serves its own needs, don't misserve your own needs. Feed it up a
knock,
speed, grunt no, strength no. Ladder structure clatter with fear--fight
down hype. Wire in a fire, representatives engage in a government for
hire and a combat site. Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry with the furies
breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered
crop. Look at that low plane! Fine then. Uh oh, overflow, population,
common group, but it'll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its
own needs, listen to your heart bleed. Tell me is the rapture in the
reverent and the right - right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight,
bright light, feeling pretty psyched.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign tower. Slash and burn,
return, listen to yourself churn. Lock him in uniform and book burning,
blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate. Light a
candle,
light a votive. Step down, step down. Watch a heel crush, crush. Uh oh,
this means no fear - cavalier. Renegades steer clear! A tournament,
a tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me
alternatives
and I decline.
Note: A tournament of lies is one interpretation... another common one |
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