Red Hot Chili Peppers – Death Of A Martian (Guitar)
Capo 3
Key
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Versions
(5)
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Chords
Death Of A Martian chords by Red Hot Chili Peppers
Tabbed by thehisham
This is an alternate easier version of playing Death of a Martian. Transposed from key of Cm.
[Verse]
Am Bear paws and rascal power G Watching us in your garage Am Big girl, you ate the neighbor C G The nova is over Am Am7 Wake up and play G Balleradio Am Make room for Clara's bare feet C G The lover a Martian
[Pre-Chorus]
E E7 Tick tock and waiting for the meteor E This clock is opening another door
[Chorus]
Am Lots of love, just keep it comin' G Making something out of nothin' F E These are the best that I Am I don't know how to say G Losin' what I love today F E These are the best that I Am Lots of love, just keep it comin' G Making something out of nothin' F E These are the best that I Am I don't know what to say G Look at what I lost today F E And these are the things that I
[Verse 2]
Am Blood flowers in the kitchen G Signing off and winding down Am This Martian ends her mission C G The nova is over Am Am7 She caught the ball G By the mission bell Am Chase lizards, bark at donkeys C G The lover a Martian
[Pre-Chorus]
E Let's bow our heads and let the trumpets blow E Our girl is gone, God bless her little soul!
[Chorus]
Am Lots of love and keep it comin' G Making something out of nothin' F E These are the best that I Am I don't know how to say G Losin' what I love today F E These are the best that I Am Lots of love, just keep it comin' G Making something out of nothin' F E These are the best that I Am I don't know what to say G Look at what I lost today F E And these are the things that I
[Outro]
Am G She's got a sword in case F E Though this is not her lord in case Am G F E The one who can't afford to face her image is restored to grace. Am Disappeared, G No trace. F E Musky tears, suitcase. Am G The down turn brave little burn cub F E bear careless turnip snare rampages, pitch color pages... Am G Down and out but not in Vegas, F E Am Disembarks and disengages. No loft. G F Sweet pink canary cages plummet E Pop dewskin fortitude for the Am sniffing black noses G F E That snort and allude to dangling trinkets Am G That mimic the dirt cough go drink its. F E It's for you. Am Blue battered naval town slip kisses G F E Delivered by duck muscles and bottle-nosed grifters Am G Arrive in time to catch the late show. Am It's a beehive barrel race. G F E A shehive stare and chase wasted feature Am G Who tried and failed to reach her. F E Embossed beneath a box in the closet. That's lost. Am G F The kind that you find when you mind your own business E Am Shiv sister to the quickness before it blisters G F Into new morning milk blanket. E Am Your ilk is funny to the turnstyle touch G F E Am Bunny whose bouquet set a course for bloom without decay. G F E Am Get your broom and sweep the echoes of yesternights fallen freckles...away...