Ren (Ren Gill) – Screechs Tale (Guitar)

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[Intro] |Em D |D G |Am Em |Em D |D G |A | |C G |G F# |B |N.C. |Em |D |G |Am | |C |B |Em |B |Em |
    Em
Our story, it starts

A                       C            C
Right to the end of the life of poor Jenny

        B
Clocked out like Big Ben

     Em                A
This Screech, dear boy, where did he go

   C                     B      N.C.
He melted into the black night, just like snow
[Verse 1]
Em                              E        F#
Patrick, man, let me in, please open the door

          E                                     G            F#
I think I fucked up, Patrick, really fucked up, man, I'm not sure

E            Em                 G            F#
I got crazy, left a lady laying still on the floor

          A                                   B     N.C.
I think I killed her, Patrick, come on man, I can't knock no more

    Em                                  G               E
But Screech kept on knocking, 'till his knuckles became sore

    Em                                 G
But there's no sign of Patrick, down at number 54

   Em                              G
No refuge for our villain, for the bitter hands of faith

     Em                                 B
Have something far more sinister in mind, that does await
[Spoken: Woman & Screech] N.C. Hello? Hi babe, you in? Nah, nothing really, I'm just a bit tired Listen, can I swing around yours for a few minutes? I just really miss you, babe What the fuck you mean you're busy? You fucking bitch, for fucks sake [Verse 2]
Em             Em               G
Sirens sound approaching like a Banshee in the night

    Em            Em              G
The shrill cry of justice cutting like the sharpest knife

    Em                Em              G
But Screech was never one to run, not one to miss a fight

    Em            Em                  B
One hand upon his blade, he turned to face the blue light

Em                                    G       Em
Come on then, you fucking cunts, lets fucking have you then

     Em                                  G        Em
I am Screech, I'm the boss here, I'm the ender of men

               Em
You think that uniform you're wearing means that you own these streets

               Em                                          G
Well these are my fucking streets and they call me fucking Screech
[Bridge]
Em                          G        F#
Richard was an officer, who stood at 6 foot 3

        Em                                 G                 F#
Working London on the night shift, what he didn't think he'd see

      Em                          G         F#
Was a boy running at him, like an animal possessed

        E6                N.C.
With no time to hesitate, he fired four bullets at Screech's chest
[Outro]
    Em             A
Our story it ends, right at the start

      C                             B
Young Screech and poor Jenny, lying one street apart

   Em                     A
An officer shaken, by the boy that he claimed

    C                        B
Two body's lay lifeless, and it's such a shame

                  Em6
It's such a shame