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tabs:satanic_messiah [2008/10/11 08:42] carnac44 |
tabs:satanic_messiah [2010/11/17 11:32] thank_you_mario fixed some incorrect chords for a more accurate version - wasnt sure if i should edit yours, so there is a third option now (more piano friendly than the first) |
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+ | In my opinion, this is much easier to play on guitar with a capo on the second fret. All I've done here is | ||
+ | transcribe all of the chords in the original tab down 2 half steps | ||
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+ | E E7 C A | ||
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+ | E | ||
+ | I saw the posters popping up around the city | ||
+ | A B | ||
+ | Pale blue and washed out red | ||
+ | E E7 A B (riff on B string, 2-4) | ||
+ | I went down to the arena pushing through | ||
+ | A B E B | ||
+ | | ||
+ | |||
+ | A B | ||
+ | Sweet freshly scrubbed smell of the crowd | ||
+ | A B | ||
+ | All the excitement in their eyes | ||
+ | A Ab7 | ||
+ | We were all made young when he stepped onto the stage | ||
+ | A | ||
+ | Like an animal escaping from his cage | ||
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+ | B E | ||
+ | Raise the trumpet | ||
+ | A | ||
+ | Sound the drum | ||
+ | E | ||
+ | He whom the prophets spoke of long ago has come | ||
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+ | All of us too dazed to leave when it was over | ||
+ | Dawdled by the vendors for a minute | ||
+ | Gathered underneath a summer sky | ||
+ | I was hoping you'd pass by | ||
+ | |||
+ | But though I didn't see you that day or the next | ||
+ | I'm pretty sure that you were there | ||
+ | Making your way along the young and happy horde | ||
+ | Headed down to your reward | ||
+ | |||
+ | Raise the trumpet | ||
+ | Sound the drum | ||
+ | He whom the prophets spoke of long ago has come | ||
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+ | E E7 C A E | ||
+ | </ | ||
+ | |||
+ | < | ||
+ | Satanic Messiah | ||
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+ | tabbed by mike/ | ||
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+ | Here's a version if you want to play it on piano - more accurate chords, not quite as simple to play on guitar. | ||
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+ | F# F#7 D B | ||
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+ | F# F#7 | ||
+ | I saw the posters popping up around the city | ||
+ | B C# | ||
+ | Pale blue and washed out red | ||
+ | F# F#7 | ||
+ | I went down to the arena pushing through | ||
+ | B C# | ||
+ | | ||
+ | |||
+ | B C# Ebm G# | ||
+ | Sweet freshly scrubbed smell of the crowd | ||
+ | B C# F# F#/G# | ||
+ | All the excitement in their eyes | ||
+ | G#m Bb7 | ||
+ | We were all made young when he stepped onto the stage | ||
+ | G#m | ||
+ | Like an animal escaping from his cage | ||
+ | |||
+ | C# F# | ||
+ | Raise the trumpet | ||
+ | B | ||
+ | Sound the drum | ||
+ | Bsus2 C# F# | ||
+ | He whom the prophets spoke of long ago has come | ||
+ | |||
+ | All of us too dazed to leave when it was over | ||
+ | Dawdled by the vendors for a minute | ||
+ | Gathered underneath a summer sky | ||
+ | I was hoping you'd pass by | ||
+ | |||
+ | But though I didn't see you that day or the next | ||
+ | I'm pretty sure that you were there | ||
+ | Making your way along the young and happy horde | ||
+ | Headed down to your reward | ||
+ | |||
+ | Raise the trumpet | ||
+ | Sound the drum | ||
+ | He whom the prophets spoke of long ago has come | ||
+ | |||
+ | F# F#7 D B F# | ||
+ | </ | ||
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