Аккорды Talkshow Boy - You Should Be Dead By Now

[Verse 1]
B
If I had a gun I could shoot you down
E                            B
but I don't have a gun, so I gotta make do.
B
If I had a knife, I could Slish! Slash! Slice!
        E                       B
'Til yr down on the ground in a pool of red goo.
    B
I'm clinically proven to decimate grime
        E                    B
and i'm clinically proven to eliminate you.
      B
Statistically significant for most of the time,
         E                      B
and scientifically irrelevant except in the bedroom.

[Chorus]
F#                        E                  B
Oh! Singing soft, singing low: you should be dead by now.
F#                         E                         B
Oh! Singing small, singing slow: I'll cut yr insides out.

[Verse 2]
B                                              E
If I had a bomb, I could leave it in a suitcase bomb
                  B
'til it bombed yr Australian boyfriend
B
on and on and on 'til he sucks
    E                     B
the salt off ships at the bottom of the ocean.
B                             E
Seaweed and sharks and cement feet,
       B
broken hearts and wet, wet dreams
B                            E
and pirate treasure lost at sea
            B
and all the things he took from me.

[Chorus]
F#                        E                  B
Oh! Singing soft, singing low: you should be dead by now. Ba-ba-dup-bup-bup.
F#                         E                         B
Oh! Singing small, singing slow: I'll cut yr insides out.
F#                        E                  B
Oh! Singing soft, singing low: you should be dead by now.
F#                         E                         B
Oh! Singing small, singing slow: I'll cut yr insides out.

[Outro]
F#m                           G#m                G
In my hand's a box containing all yr boyfriend's sexual secrets,
F#m                                G#m                  G
typed on Microsoft Word and printed out on a Bubblejet (Times New Roman, size 12).
F#m                             G#m                       G
If you want, I can photocopy it free and distribute it to everybody everywhere.
F#m              G#m            F#m
I've got lots of secrets up my sleeve (lots of tricks - if you want you can see, yeah)
F#m              G#m           F#m
I've got lots of secrets up my sleeve (lots of tricks, lots of tricks, lots of everything)
F#m               G#m     F#m
I've got lots of boxes of machines (lots of boxes, lots of machines, yeah)
F#m              G#m                 F#m
I've got lots of infra-red triggered smoke bombs

and contraptions that can kill you