The Devil Makes Three – All Hail (Guitar)
Key
-
Versions
(2)
Guitar
Ukulele
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Speed:
1.0x
Chords
[Verse 1]
C D7 Come on down to where them tracks cross high street G7 G C You gon' watch the whole world go insane C D7 See the lighters hit the rocks in the bushes G7 G C Like the stars are coming down like rain C C7 Here she comes, just a skin and bones skeleton F Ab7 She's food for the crack cocaine C A7 She got a baby living right outside the city D7 G Man, she don't even remember his name G Well, his name is Adolf Hitler, Albert Einstein, Jesse James!
[Chorus]
F D7 All hail! All hail! C Am To the greatest of sales F D7 G G7 Everything in sight's got to be sold F D7 All hail! All hail! C A7 It's to work or to jail D7 G C G C Man, they're closing them doors on the world
[Verse 2]
C Laugh if you want to D7 Really is kinda funny G C G 'Cause the world is a car and you're the crash test dummy C D7 Herd's stampeding now; fence is gone G C Television is always on C C7 And it says save the children but drop the bomb F Ab7 Replace the word right now with the word wrong C A7 Hey, there's a big sale on Tuesday, get it before it's gone D7 G Get a picture with the four horsemen for a nominal sum G Now that they got everything they'd like to sell you some
[Chorus]
F D7 All hail! All hail! C Am To the greatest of sales F D7 G G7 Everything in sight's got to be sold F D7 All hail! All hail! C A7 'Cause it's to work or to jail D7 G C G C Man, they're closing them doors on the world
[Banjo Solo]
C C7 F Ab7
C A7 D7 G7
G7
[Verse 3]
C Take this pill now D7 And put it on your tongue G C G Keeps you acting just like everyone C D7 Keeps you from feeling good, bad, ugly, crazy, dumb G C It ain't a drug goddamn it, I'd give it to my only son C C7 Well, no one's gonna get arrested, no one's having any fun F Ab7 Doctor's orders: you feel your heart beating, go ahead and take you one C Now you're duller than a singing saw playing A7 Uncomfortably numb D7 G It's a thorazine work party with free fluoride bubble gum G Man, you wander like a zombie out into the midday sun
[Chorus]
F D7 All hail! All hail! C Am To the greatest of sales F D7 G G7 Everything you've got's got to be sold F D7 All hail! All hail! C A7 'Cause it's to work or to jail D7 G Man, they're closing them doors D7 G Yeah, they're closing them doors D7 G C Yeah, they're closing them doors on the world