Misc Originals – Adam Korn - Zeds Dead (Guitar)

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Emb6 xx2011

C                 Am
 They can say I’m crazy, I can’t tell

C                Am              C   Am         G
 In a way that’s hasty but still burns like hell

Dm                      Em              Am  Em        G
  Meet the king, you’ll feel a sting of pride, he says

Dm                 G                 Am       G      C
  Paid to fall but Knoxville’s where I’ll die, says I

F                   C
 And I’ll take that bet on myself

G
(Ooh ah, ooh ah ah ah)

F            C
  Create our fate somewhere else

G
(Ooh ah, ooh ah ah ah)

C               Am
 They can underestimate and doubt

C                 Am                  C  Am       G
 Even leave their guns behind just watch, find out

Dm                   Em         Am   Em       G
  They can preach theology, the tyranny of men 

Dm                   G             Am         G     C
  But kangaroo beats lion when the pride deserves revenge

F                   C
 And I’ll take that bet on myself

G
(Ooh ah, ooh ah ah ah)

F            C
  Create our fate somewhere else

G
(Ooh ah, ooh ah ah ah)

   B7                 Em
On chopper babe we’ll flee

        Am                  D
All this angst, doom and dread

     G          Em
Next stop Tennessee, baby

Am D         G
    Zed’s dead

     C           Em           G
When lights turn green, drive on

          Dm      Am          G
When it's time to leave, stay gone

B7                        Em
Fights all have their cost

Am             D
L.A. privilege lost

      G                Em
Let's cut our ties and leave behind us

C    D        G
 All those we crossed

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    Before they...

C                   Am
 Strap us down like clowns with big red mouths

C               Am                C Am    G
  Bring out the gimp and try to ride down south

Dm                   Em                Am  Em      G
  But there ain't no tellin' what our wrath could be

Dm             G               Am G       C
  Gonna get medieval on their ass, says he

F                   C
 And I’ll take that bet on myself

G
(Ooh ah, ooh ah ah ah)

F            C
  Create our fate somewhere else

G
(Ooh ah, ooh ah ah ah)

   B7                 Em
On chopper babe we’ll flee

          Am             D
From these gangsters and feds

     G          Em
Next stop Tennessee, baby

Am D         G
    Zed’s dead

       G                Em
That's Knoxville, Tennessee, my baby

Am D         G
    Zed’s dead

     G                  Em
It's you and me and the chopper makes three

Am D         G
    Zed’s dead