Текст песни james - born of frustration | guitar chord и Mp3
james - born of frustration | guitar chord и Mp3 слова песни
----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE--------------------------------This file is the author`s own work and represents their interpretation of thesong. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------Date: Mon, 23 Mar 1998 12:21:19 -0800From: Andrew Fung Subject: CRD: Born of Frustration, JamesJamesALBUM: SevenSONG: Born of Frustration--------------------------------------Transcription by Andrew Fungafung@appsig.comCapo 1st fret. Chords and notes refer to chord shapes for standardtuning.Intro riff (repeated throughout the song):D -----0-----0--|------0-------0---0--|-------0----|---------0--------Bb ---------7----|-----------7---------|---4-----4--|-----4-----4---4--F -7-----7------|-7--7---7-------7----|-5---5------|-5-5---5-----5----WooooowooooowoooowoooWooooowooooowoooowoooE BAll this frustrationD AI can`t heed all my desiresE BStrange conversationD ASelf control has just expiredE BAll an illusion D AOnly in my head you don`t existE BWho are you foolin` D ADon`t need a shrink or an exorcist(repeat E/B/D/A chord progression throughout song)LalalalalalalalalalalalalaWooooowooooowoooowoooShow me the movie of who you are and where you`re fromBorn of frustrationCaught upon the webs you spunWhere`s the confusionA vision of what life is likeShow me the movie that doesn`t deal in black and whiteTalk talk talkin `bout who`s to blameBut all that counts in how to changeStop stop talkin `bout who`s to blameWhen all that counts in how to changeLalalalalalalalalalalalalaAll this frustrationAll this frustrationWho put round eyes on a butterfly`s wingsAll this frustrationAll this frustrationWho gave the leopard spots and taught the birds to singBorn of frustrationBorn of frustrationWooooowooooowoooowoooWooooowooooowoooowoooI`m living in the weirdest dream where nothing is the way it seemsWhere no one is who they need to beWhere nothing seems that real to me`Bout time we filled our livesUpon the walls of gold no solid groundThe world is spinnin` endlesslyWe`re clinging to our own beliefsBorn of frustrationBorn of frustration WooooowooooowoooowoooWooooowooooowoooowooo