annuler
Change la taille du texte.
Remplace par des accords plus faciles à jouer.
Affiche les acccords français (Do, Ré, Mi…).
Seul le bas du texte défile, vous laissant ainsi les accords de départ visibles.
Certaines partitions n’affichent les accords qu’au début. Cet outil tente de les recopier dans l’ensemble du texte.
Marque le tempo à la vitesse que vous souhaitez.
[Intro]
e|--2---3--2-2-x-x-x-x-x-x-----------------------|
B|--3---3--3-3-x-x-x-x-x-x-----------------------|
G|--2---2--2-2-x-x-x-x-x-x--2---2--2-4---4-4--4--|
D|--------------------------3---3--3-5---5-5--5--| x4
A|--------------------------3---3--3-5---5-5--5--|
E|--------------------------1---1--1-3---3-3--3--|
[Verse 1]
Look at me I'm fallin' off of a cliff now
I can still hear my mama yelling No No No
But the words mean nothing. Can't catch up to me now
The view is so beautiful all the way down
When I was a little boy suckin' juice from a bottle
Believing my perceptions were oh so real
But I didn't know nothing Still knowing nothing
Was just enough for me to know the way I feel
[Chorus]
This is life
What a fucked up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground if we choose and I choose
[Instrumental]
Play intro x2
[Verse 2]
Look at me I'm swollen like a banana fish now
I'm never gonna make it make it out of my hole
But I keep on laughing. Doesn't really matter
There's dozens of reasons for explaining my soul
When I was a teenager suckin' booze with the Vatos
Discussing who was gonna live to be 21
They said they wouldn't make it. They didn't make it
We're all naked when the day is said and done
[Chorus]
This is life
What a fucked up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground if we choose and I choose
[Solo]
Play intro x1
[Bridge]
Don't know who made this all come true
But now while you're here you just gotta do what you gotta do
1 2 3 4
[Tag]
Play intro x1
[Verse 3]
Now if I wasn't such a weenie do you think you'd still love me?
Pretending I'm an airplane on the living room floor
Like a lovely generator you stand right by me
And if words were wisdom I'd be talking even more
So I keep on falling as I'm looking back above me
Watching as my mama just becomes a little dot
Now I'm I’m like DeNiro. I'm Al Marino
And I'll never know when I hit the ground
[Chorus]
This is life
What a fucked up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground if we choose choose choose and I choose
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x - mute
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(supprime les barrés)