标题:Se駉r Limpio
艺人:Corrosion of Conformity
专辑:Deliverance
作词:Pepper Keenan
作曲:Pepper Keenan
制谱人:zulurabbit@aol.com
指示:Steady Rock (112bpm)
附注:
I've fixed another part that I noticed was wrong in the
guitar solo and updated the file as a GP4 file so there's
semi-harmonics instead of normal artificial harmonics at
several points. It does make a huge difference so I'm
submitting it as a new tab. Also look in the lyrics
section and I've written out the lyrics for the song.
If anybody knows anything about how the song goes
to improve the tab, or knows where to get
official COC tabs, please let me know.
节拍:♩ = 112
音轨:
- Guitar 1 - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
- Guitar 2 - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
- Guitar 3 - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
- Bass - 拨片拨电贝司 Electric Bass(pick)
- Drums - 敲击乐器
注释:dist. toneverse 1chorus (short)verse 2chorus (long)big rit.original tempo (guitar solo)verse 3chorus (long)dist. toneverse 1chorus (short)verse 2chorus (long)big rit. original tempo w/high resonance (guitar solo)resonance back to normalverse 3chorus (long)verse 1chorus (short)verse 2chorus (long)big rit.original tempo (guitar solo)dist. tone w/high resonanceverse 3chorus (long)verse 1chorus (short)verse 2chorus (long)big rit.original tempo (guitar solo)verse 3chorus (long)
标记:IntroVerse 1Chorus 1 (short)Verse 2Chorus 2 (long)SoloVerse 3Chorus 3 (long)
歌词:
senor limpio - corrosion of conformity
"busted bad and dusted boy, your mind's a terrible thing"
said the man with a dirty hand who claimed that he was king
the chokin' angels from inside, tryin' to make them sing
'cause your short of breath an' close to death from sleepin' on the wing
dirty king, dirty king, now you're strapped in for the ride
it's so hard to be a fighter when your hands are always tied
a mr. innocent blood and said he kills but just for love
too bad the good ones always have to take your blame
hey, sharp tongue liar, make all pay in a bed of fire
too bad your dreams are always made of losin' games, loser
dirty king, dirty king, now you're strapped in for the ride
it's so hard to be a fighter when your hands are always tied
but i want to, but i want to, but i want to
but my hands are always tied up
ah, yes indeed
but i want to, i want to, i want to
but my hands are always tied up
ah, dirty king
but i wish i had myself a dime
for every time i cursed your goddamn name
ah, miss clean, yeah
oh, motor
sweatin' on the line, doin' forty, wastin' time
ain't it funny how that money rots your brain?
ah, put your soul on trial 'cause you lost it all to a tiny vial
look in the mirror when you tell me whose insane, who?
dirty king, dirty king, now you're strapped in for the ride
so hard to be a fighter when your hands are always tied
but i want to, but i want to, but i want to
but my hands are always tied up
ah, yes indeed
but i want to, i want to, i want to
but my hands are always tied up
ah, dirty king
but i wish i had myself a dime
for every time i cursed your goddamn name
ah, miss clean, yeah
your soul in a battle of dope
