Gravediggaz - 1-800-suicide Chords & Tabs

 

1-800-suicide Chords & Tabs

Gravediggaz Chords & Tabs

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1-800-suicide Chords

   
...1-800-SUICIDE... by Gravediggaz
-------------------...............

*From '6 Feet Deep' (1994)*


Chorus 1:

Am              Am/G
 Suicide it's a suicide,
        D/F#
Budabuy-by,
               F   E7
Suicide it's a sui-cide.
Am              Am/G
 Suicide it's a suicide,
        D/F#
Budabuy-by,
               F   E7
Suicide it's a sui-cide.

Verse 1:

Am
 So you wanna die,
    Am/G
Com-mit suicide,
     D/F#   F       E7
Dial 1-800- Cyanide line.
Am
 Far as life,
Am/G
 Yo it ain't worth it,
      D/F#
Put a rope around your neck,
    F        E7
And jerk it.

Am                Am/G
 The trick didn't work,
     D/F#
Your life was fucked up,
         F            E7
From the first day of birth.
      Am
After watching Jackie Gleason,
Am/G
 Walk into a precinct,
D/F#
 Gun down the captain,
    F          E7
For no fucking reason.
Am                Am/G
 And get some L.S.D,
                    D/F#
Or a drink from the bar,
Get behind your wheel,
    F         E7
And crash the car.
     Am
Like Desert Storm,
    Am/G
Got bombs for the war,
    D/F#
Con-front an alligator,
       F      E7
Let it eat ya raw.

Am
 Back to the function,
Am/G                   D/F#
 Riding the caboose to hell,
        F           E7
BZZZZZT touched the third rail.
Am             Am/G
 You fucked up chicken,
        D/F#
Now you just got fried;
F            E7
 'Cos it's a suicide.

Chorus 2:

Am              Am/G
 Suicide it's a suicide,
        D/F#
Budabuy-by,
               F   E7
Suicide it's a sui-cide.
Am              Am/G
 Suicide it's a suicide,
        D/F#
Budabuy-by,
               F   E7
Suicide it's a sui-cide.

Verse 2:

Am
 Hey you little rich kid,
Am/G
 What's your beef?
D/F#
 Come and tell the Grym Reaper,
F            E7
 All of your grief.
    Am
You asked for a Benz,
        Am/G
And you only got a Jeep,
     D/F#
Your pop's got endz,
       F        E7
But yo he's mad cheap.

Am
 Maybe you're a bastard,
Am/G
 Child you think?
D/F#
 Mom and dad are white,
           F       E7
And you're dark as ink.
Am
 Maybe you're Sicilian,
Am/G
 With a tan,
D/F#
 But you hate lasagne,
        F     E7
And the pizza man.

Am
 Now you stand,
       Am/G
On the grave digga,
Locked and,
       D/F#
You're singing the blues,
          F                 E7
About the rough life you've got,
                Am/G
You don't wanna live no more,
  D/F#
I guess you're really ready,
        F         E7
For the graveyard tour.
[ Tab from: http://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/g/gravediggaz/1_800_suicide_crd.html ]
Am                      Am/G
 When you get home just seal up,
                     D/F#
Your windows and you doors,
                  F
Turn your oven on high,
      E7        Am
For a-bout four hours,
            Am/G
Light you a blunt,
                   D/F#
Kiss your ass good-bye,
You gassed yourself,
F            E7
 'Cos it's a suicide.

Chorus 3:

Am              Am/G
 Suicide it's a suicide,
        D/F#
Budabuy-by,
               F   E7
Suicide it's a sui-cide.
Am              Am/G
 Suicide it's a suicide,
        D/F#
Budabuy-by,
               F   E7
Suicide it's a sui-cide.

Break:

(n.c)
 Yep,
I've said it before,
And I'll say it again;
Life moves pretty fast,
If you don't stop,
And look around,
Every once in a while,
You could miss it.

Verse 3: 

Am
 Six fucking devils,
        Am/G
Stepped up playing brave God,
D/F#
 Had the fucking nerve,
           F       E7
To try and enta my grave yard.
Am
 I'm the Ryzarector,
Am/G
 Be my sacrafice,
    D/F#
Com-mit suicide,
         F
And I'll bring you,
        E7
Back to life.

    Am
The first was convinced,
Am/G
 Stuck a water hose,
       D/F#
In his mouth at full blast,
       F           E7
So his head can ex-plode.
Am
 Second said; hmmm,
       Am/G
That's good but I can top it,
D/F#                  F
 Put an axe up to his head,
            E7
And then he chopped it.

Am
 Blood shot out,
   Am/G
In every direction,
    D/F#
The rest didn't know,
        F
What to do;
           E7
I made sug-gestions.
Am                  Am/G
 Put a slug in your mug,
              D/F#
Overdose on a drug,
Wet your hair,
        F            E7
Stick a knife in the plug.
Am
 Or be like Richard Pryor,
         Am/G
Set your balls on fire,
                        D/F#
Better yet go hang your-self,
       F      E7
With a barbed wire.

Am
 Three and Four,
     Am/G
Fell deep into spell,
    D/F#
And ran to the zoo,
            F
Locked them-selves,
     E7
In a lion's den.
Am
 Number Five said;
   Am/G
It ain't worth being alive,
D/F#
 Smoked a dust suede,
F              E7
 Mixed it with cynaide.
Am                  Am/G
 The only one to es-cape,
Was number Six,
D/F#
 He went home,
           F
Sat in the tub,
    E7
And slit his wrists.

Am
 Yeah,
More graves to dig.
Am/G
 Goodbye,
D/F#                      F
 There's no need to cry...
(n.c)
...'Cos we all die.

Outro: (Scratching)

B7


CHORD DIAGRAMS:
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   Am     Am/G    D/F#     F       E7      B7

 EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE
 x02210  302210  2x0230  133211  020100  021200


Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2005
(clumsyband@hotmail.com)
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