Tonalité : Bb major
Verse 1
G
Eb
Cm
Eb
Mind to motion.
G
Eb
Know the notion.
Cm
Eb
Notion! Know shun,
F
Eb
G
No. no - shun...
Eb
Nightime passes - sleep man
in the valley.
Is a discount two- penny
Cm
with no vampire flock.
Eb
As you can tell, I'm from a basic stock.
G
I get vexed an' wanna beat
the world with a pork chop.
Eb
Off beat ... lost the key* and can't
find it.
Representation of the
Cm
spit in the grit.
Eb
The devil on my shoulder keep
F
Eb
tellin' me shit.
Constantly got me feeling
G
like I'm losin' my grip.
Eb
Whats'on in my head - I tried
fight back the hate.
I look into the mirror - see the
Cm
face of a mistake.
Eb
Should I really be here, should
I really exist?
Should I take these drugs?
G
Should I get so pissed?
Eb
I dedicate this to the tippler crew.
Getting drunk,
Cm
Eb
playing punk on the stylophone.
F
Eb
The zone of coasters. coastin' far.
Pissin' in a bottle while
G
drivin' in the car.
Eb
Lager lout rap,
do you dig my niche?
Cm
Toke' he tune off on the pipes of peace...
Eb
Cruff- neck scout you know
we bought and about.
G
They major hope in a time
o' deep doubt.
Eb
We's feelin' the feelin' of
knowing the feeling and
Cm
Lovin' the feeling cuz it feels so crisp...
Eb
F
Posse on cue they'mouf{?} we jump
Eb
an' twist
Each and every time we catch
G
Cm
Eb
a style like this ...
Cm
Hither to ... bear witness.
Eb
{ tra la la la }
To the Birth... { tra la la la }
G
Eb
Of the Brute ...{ tra la la la }
Cm
And furthermore { tra la la la }
Eb
Of the brute { tra la la la }
G
Sing . brute away . { tra la la la }
Eb
Stone the Crows my hands
{Aunts} stay giddy.
I dance with hippy chicks
Cm
more madder than lizzy
Eb
I could never understand
all the hoorah fuss.
G
Eb
G
Until my drink got spike with a spoon
of moondust.
Eb
G
Eb
D
Dancin' into the night - into the day!
Eb
Within my soul abhorred
Cm
{aboard} the slow decay.
Eb
Singin' yippe- yie-
F
Eb
yeay - tribal flashback
G
Back to square one - sound
o' Drum.
Eb
Cm
The tongue of the book - the look
Eb
of the crooked.
Purple lord please - run come save me...
I don't wanna live until I'm dying to die.
G
My types o' heaven is
a good clean supply.
F
G
Eb
G
Eb
Love for my tiddly- whack.
Bliss for the todger. More
jolly than roger.
Cm
Eb
With a wad of pink notes ... singin'
One rums, two rums,
F
Eb
three rums, four.
G
Drink five rums and we fall on the floor.
{tra la la la } Hither to!
Eb
Cm
Bear Witness ...
Eb
Dm
Eb
The brute! {tra la la la }
G
Eb
G
The birth of the
Eb
brute . {tra la la la }
Cm
And furthermore {tra la la la }
Eb
The Brute . shall stay
F
Eb
G
. Brutish!
Eb
Yes ... Yes ... and Further
Cm
Eb
more ... Yes.
G
The Brute live ... The brute love ...
Eb
The brute know ... Brute
Cm
Eb
. away ...
F
Eb
G
Brute . ality ... Brutism . The brute!
Outro 1
G
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