The Devil Makes Three – I Love Doing Drugs (Guitar Live)
Capo 4
• Video Lesson
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1.0x
Chords
https://open.spotify.com/track/3NEHhiLN6yUpi7bXIWCDYz
Worked out on request for Ajasilverman who also delivered nice lyrics.
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ATTENTION: All chords for 4 fast beats OR count the *
[Intro]
| C | C | F | D |
| D | D |
| G | G | G | G* |
[Verse 1]
C C F C I was at this party, just as nervous as could be, C C D7 G it seemed like everybody there was taking crazy pills but me. C C My friend had some and he gave me one, F D he said: that would probably do D D but I wanted to dance, so I left nothing to chance G G and I went ahead and I took two. F F Now, I’m running around and my face won’t frown C A7 and I’m just looking for somebody to hug. D7 G C G Oh, my god, I love doing drugs.
[Verse 2]
C C F C I took LSD to have adventures in my head, C C D7 G I ended up staring face to face with the gates of hell instead. C C I thought I was dead, might have had three heads F D and I got attacked by bees D D but in a moment of clarity found everybody staring G G like there’s something wrong with me. F F But it ain’t no sin to think your skin C A7 is covered up in bugs. D7 G C G Oh, my god, I love drugs.
[Chorus 1]
F F C C Seems to me reality ain’t no good C C D7 G and I’d run away nearly everyday but if I thought I could F F the whole damn town could burn right down C A7 and the most I’d do is shrug D7 D7 G G 'cause I’m on drugs.
[Interlude]
| C | C | F | C |
| C | C | D7 | G7 |
| C | C | F | D |
| D | D |
| G7 | G7 | G7 | G7* |
[Verse 3]
C C F C Well, I was tired and I guess that I wanted to die, C C D7 G I figured that I may as well give crystal meth a try. C C My friends and family left me F D and I lost my fame and wealth D D but I feel so good that I bet I could G G whoop Jesus Christ himself. F F Now, excuse me while I find C A7 the last few crumbs down in this rug. D7 G C G Oh, my god, I love doing drugs.
[End-Chorus]
F F C C Seems to me reality ain’t no good, C C D7 G and I’d run away nearly everyday but if I thought I could. F F The whole damn town could burn right down C A7 and the most I’d do is shrug. D7 G C A7 Oh, my god, I love doing drugs. D7 G C A7 Oh, my god, I love doing drugs. D7 G C7* C7* C7* Oh, my god, I love doing drugs.