Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
Sally was a fifteen year old girl from Nebraska
Gypsies were passing through her little town
They dropped something on the road , she picked it up...
And cultural revolution right away begun!
Dm Am (add finger to 3rd fret of G for the counter chord thing)
Oh no, cultural revolution just begun
Oh no, cultural revolution just begun
They always were afraid that I was schizophrenic...
They always were afraid schto ja rodinu prodal
a po pravde ja bil prosto malenkij medvedik
sel na velosipedik i vsjo nahuj proebal...
Oh no, cultural revolution just begun
Oh no, cultural revolution just begun
From all the tables of contents that Mother Earth provides
I'd like to be a big fat fucking fly
The one that spins around your head all day and all night
and sound of it is just like a what?...
...but by the accident of some kind divine dispensation
I ended up being walking United Nation
And I survive even fucking radiation
A big fat fucking what?And I would visit you a lot
Outro
Title: I Would Never Wanna Be Young Again
Artist: Gogol Bordello
Album: Gypsy Punks
Tabber: Duncan Usher
Intro
By the desperate 'n' confused
Emotion of the youth
I was brought to Crisis land
Where after getting checked for fleas
And barricades of embassies
I was sculpted to be overworked and silent
But since the early age
I broke out of the cage
And learned how to make marching drums
From a fish can
And I knew I'll run away
And so without further delay
I said "Two tears in a bucket
Motherfuck it!"
And it seems like I ran and ran
Through the garbage and quicksand
And after getting checked for fleas
and barricades of embassies
I would never never never never
wanna be young again!...
Key goes up: , ,
But sudden wind it stole my hat
And I went on chasing it
Before I was just another burned out carnie
Every freak on every day
Lives a life one certain way
And that way is ain't no nothin' but a birthright~
But since the early age
I broke out of the cage...
And learned how to make marching drums
From a fish can
And I knew I'll run away
And so without further delay
I said "Two tears in a bucket
Motherfuck it!"
And it seems like I ran and ran
through the garbage and quicksand
and after getting checked for fleas
and barricades of embassies
I would never never never never
wanna be young again...
Next Bit: Cm, G (basically the intro but in the new key)
And it seems like I ran and ran
through the garbage and quicksand
and after getting checked for fleas
and barricades of embassies
I would never never never never
wanna be young again...
Violin Bit:
Outro
Riff ax4
minus slide from 12th fret on repeats)
Ex3 bars followed by F#5
Ex12 bars
Riff X2
In the old times it was not a crime. Drop the charges. The people realise...
Ex8 bars
In the old times, in the old times...
Ex3 bars followed by F#5
Ex12 bars
Ex3 bars followed by F#5
Ex12 bars
BREAKDOWN SECTION
Reality...
In the old time...
NOT A CRIME!
Ex3 bars followed by F#5
Ex12 bars
(Ukranian) Not a crime
(Ukranian) Not a crime
[Russian]: -I've managed to get the letter, Nikolay Ivanovich.
-And if it is forbidden again?
-Absolutely forbidden! Belinsky* to Gogol! Ah, Nikolay Ivanovich, its such a letter!
Drop the charges!
[Russian]:Gimme the forbidden!
The fire and the power, yuh?!
[Ukrainian]
(In the old time it was not a crime, drop the charges,
Don't you realise the sun rises?)
(Drop the charges, man! Drop the charges!)
(Right you are! And this time, let the people know...)
In the old time, in the old time,
In the old time it was not a crime!
(What are you talking about?)
In the old time, in the old time,
In the old time it was not a crime!
Not a crime!
(It's all nonsensical!)
Not a crime!
In the old time, in the old time,
In the old time it was not a crime!
In the old time, in the old time,
In the old time it was not a crime!
(*coughs*)
Not a crime!
Drop the charges!
Not a crime!
Not a crime!
Not a crime!
Reality!
[Russian]: Oh, gimme the forbidden! Aphorism*
Spices, creation, realisation, naturalisation,
What are you talking about? It's all about time 'cos today you go to nature.
Not a crime!
In the old time, in the old time,
In the old time it was not a crime!
In the old time, in the old time,
In the old time it was not a crime!
(Not a crime, not a crime!)
Not a crime!
[Russian]: Oh, gimme the forbidden!
Not a crime!
Not a crime!
Drop the charges, man!
Not a crime!
Drop the charges!
[Russian] [I] have been sitting dangling my legs, [I] didn't want to work
Not a crime!
[Russian] [I] have been sitting dangling my legs, [I] didn't want to work
Not a crime!
(It's not a crime, it's legal - perfectly natural).
That's the basic riff for most of the song. When I went to see them live though the
played it like this:
Obviously it can be played either way, it's down to you as to what you think sounds
easier to play.
In the verse after a while it then goes like this:
"There is a little punk rock mafia
The open strings played here basically imitate the bass. The whole song is pretty much
two riffs just alternating between each other, but for the bridge at 02:48
"Of course we immigrants wanna sing all night long"
"So I'm relaxed, I'm just larking around" 02:59 (bass adapted to guitar)
Again it can be played either way, down to personal preference.
That's it pretty much, any comments or ratings very much appreciated :o)
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant Punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant Punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant Punk[x2]
Punk!
Upon arriving to the melting pot
I get penciled in as a goodamn white
Now that I am categorized
Officer gets me naturalized
Immigrant Punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant Punk
Now that I'm living up in God knows where
Sometime it gets hard without a friend
But as I am lurking around
Hoptza! I see another immigrant punk!
There is a little punk rock mafia
Everywhere you go
She is good to me and I am good to her...
Legalize me! Realize me!
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant Punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant Punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant Punk
Despite the living up in USA
I'm still holding up in all my ways
I gotta friends, we gotta band
We still make sound you can't stand
Without banging on some big old pot
Without getting out of bed
But I'm relaxed, I'm just lurking around
Hoptza! I see another immigrant punk!
There is a little punk rock mafia
Everywhere you go
She is good to me and I am good to her...
Legalize me! Realize me!
Party!
Of course we immigrants wanna sing all night long
Don't you know the singing salves the troubled soul?
So I'm relaxed, I'm just lurking around
I got a method and you don't
You got a dictionary kicking around?
Look up the immigrant, immigrant, immigrant punk!
Punk
Immigrant Punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant Punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant Punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant Punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant Punk
Immigrant, immigrant, immigrant Punk
Punk! Punk! Punk! Punk!
I Punk!
60 Revolutions
Intro
Intro chords
Listen for the strumming pattern, pretty simple)
And then...
Accordion (Transcribed for Guitar)
Sixty revolutions per minute
This is my regular speed
So how do you want me to live with it?
How do you want me to live with it?
Chorus
Without ringing all alarms
Without overthrowing czars
Without emptying the bars
Without screwing with your charts
Then another verse, then the bridge
A|-12-10---5-7---87-5-2-3----|
Then more stuff. Throw in the intro riff liberally. Bass follows the chords, which
pretty constant through the whole song.
If you want to add a solo, use this scale.
60 revolutions per minute
this is my regular speed
So how do you want me to live with it?
How do you want me to live with it?
Without ringing all alarms!
Without overthrowing czars!
Without emptying the bars!
Without screwing with your charts!
60 revelations per minute
this is my regular need
So how do you want me to live with it?
How do you want me to live with it?
Without ringing all alarms!...
Without ringing all alarms!
Without overthrowing czars!
Without emptying the bars!
Without screwing with your charts!
I'm gathering new generation
That's gonna stand up to it
To this karaoke dictatorship
Where posers and models with guitars
Boogie to the shit for beats
I make a better rock revolution
Alone with my dick!
Without ringing all alarms!
Without overthrowing czars!
Without emptying the bars!
Without screwing with your charts!
si el america me lo bate que rico chocolate
no esperabas que por alguien me mate
si el america me lo bate que rico chocolate
no esperabas que por alguien me mate
Without ringing all alarms!
Without overthrowing czars!
Without emptying the bars!
Without screwing with your charts!
sesenta por minuto es mi reputacion
y no te estoy hablando yo de revolucion
hace mucho tiempo que yo ya no te decian
basta de injusticia, muerte y policia.
basta de lo que digas ya esta todo arreglado
digas lo que digas yo te mando deportado
el que tiene impone y sobre la ley dispone
mientras que el pobre es pobre
pobre, pobre y otro se la come
pobre, pobre, pobre, pobre y otro se la come come
pobre, pobre, pobre, pobre y otro se la come come
Avenue
Okay so the progression is just this;
- and some
Sitting in the russian bath house on the avenue B
no matter how much we sweat we just can't agree
ai razminku yorshikom provodim my
nobody learns no nothing from no history
Tall little Sally plays with magic ebbles
Dasha sells equipment to the Chechnian rebels
ya vihozgu iz anala v astral
tam mnogo chego slishal no ne zapisal
nesmotrja na SE. SHE. A. ne poterjal azarta
buhaju strogo kazdoje 8-e marta
sitting in the bath house on the avenue B
and never agree...
...but Sally all empires fall... even trends they fade away
even complete (Stranger) asshole can lead you astray...
but god damn it, next round is on me
Nobody learns no nothin' from no history
Tall little sally my darlin' your panic is so charming
your shopping techniques are amazing
your celebrity erudition is disarming... Yura viruchai!
OH NO
Starts with strumming Em...
Sometimes when facing common trouble
When whole town is screwed
We become actually human
Act like Prometheus would
Suddenly there is more humor
And a party tabor style
People ringing one another
"Yo man, how was your blackout?"
Suddenly there is more music
Made with the buckets in the park
Girls are dancing with the flashlights
I got only one guitar!
And you see brothers and sisters
All engaged in sport of help
Making merry out of nothing
Like in refugee camp
Oh yeah Oh no, it doesn't have to be so
It is possible any time anywhere
Even without any dope
Oh yeah Oh no, it doesn't have to be so
Forces of the creative mind are unstoppable!
and so on...
Sometimes when facing common trouble
When whole town is screwed
We become actually human
Act like Prometheus would
Suddenly there is more humor
And a party tabor style
People ringing one another
"Yo man, how was your blackout?"
Suddenly there is more music
Made with the buckets in the park
Girls are dancing with the flashlights
I got only one guitar!
And you see brothers and sisters
All engaged in sport of help
Making merry out of nothing
Like in refugee camp
Oh yeah Oh no, it doesn't have to be so
It is possible any time anywhere
Even without any dough
Oh yeah Oh no, it doesn't have to be so
Forces of the creative mind are unstoppable!
And you think, All right, now people
They have finally woked up
But as soon as the trouble over
Watch them take another nap
Nobody is making merry
Only trotting scared of boss
Everybody's making hurry
For some old forgotten cause
But one thing is surely eternal
It's condition of a man
Who don't know where he is going
Who don't know where does he stand
Who's dream power is corked bottle
Put away in dry dark place
Who's youth power is well buried
Under propaganda waves
Who's dream life is in opposition
With the life he leads today
Who's beaten down in believing
It just kinda goes this way!
Oh no, it doesn't have to be so
Forces of the creative mind are unstoppable!
START WEARING PURPLE
Start wearing purple wearing purple
Start wearing purple for me now
All your sanity and wits they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time
So yeah
Start wearing purple wearing purple
Start wearing purple for me now
All your sanity and wits they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time
I met you when you were a twenty, and I was twenty
and thought that some years from now
a purple little little lady will be perfect
for dirty old and useless clown
So yeah
Start wearing purple wearing purple
Start wearing purple for me now
All your sanity and wits they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time
So yeah, I know it all from Diogenes to the Foucault
from Lozgechkin to Passepartout
I ja kljanus obostzav dva paltza
schto ti ha schto muzika poshla a zvuk gavno
Start wearing purple wearing purple
Start wearing purple for me now
Start wearing purple for me now
All your sanity and wits they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time
So Vio-Vio-Violetta Etta Va-va-va-vaja dama ti moja
Eh podayte nam karetu, vot etu, i mi poedem k ebenjam
So yeah, ah start wearing purple wearing purple
Start wearing purple for me now
All your sanity and wits, they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time
UNDERDOG WORLD STRIKE
ILLUMINATION
Verse
Don't believe them for a moment
For a second, do not believe, my friend
When you are down, them are not coming
With a helping hand
Of course this is no us and them
But them they do not think the same
It's them who do not think
Chorus
the strumming is more casual here but the same chords
They never step on spiritual path
They paint their faces so differently from ours
And if you listen closely
That war it never stops
That war it never stops
SANTA MARINELLA
O solnce Santa Marinelly,
izlizannyi toboyu,
Ya poluchal ne raz, tai-da-rida
V posolstvah S-SH-A otkaz
Tam nedaleko ot Rima
Est gorod Palestrina
Zvezda pereferii, vsja v maslinah,
stala nasha malina
O mama Palestrina, vstrechajte pyanih pilligrimov,
Bez prava na vyezd, bez vizy na vdoh, bez vizy na vidoh
Ya vzmolilsa "Che cazzo! Io porca Madonna!"
Gde tletvorniy pod'ezd, ili etot ot'ezd delo musoroprovod
Solo perche ti amo mia madre ah! Crescendo paranoia.
Solo perche ti amo mia madre ah! Porca Madonna.
My obliko Russo amorale
chest' raspizdoto my ne zamarali
Da uno da due
Da uno da stronzo puttana
Na Americana (bazar takoi v Rime) vse v rjad stoyali (uno Mille Lire)
Poeti, yuristi, mediki - vse farzovoi stali
Hohlomu-samovari (redkost-tovari)
vse fuflo tolkali (krutiye navari)
No drug pered drugom vsezh svoi otjezd opravdali
Ya na Piazza Navona,
Sidel, rastjagival shkavarku,
Nu, konechno, flirtoval,
No i sem'ye pomogal
A ya na rimskoi mostovoi,
ya lezhal, zhdal priboj, oi-oi-oi,
Ya tak prosil pit, a tut eshe etot Papa (Rimskiy)
Ya s detstva ego hotel zamochit
O carabinery,
ya vam dokazival ne raz,
Chto muzikantu vo vrema kaifa
Smotret nuzhno prjamo v glaz
Solo perche ti amo mia madre ah! Porca Madonna.
Solo perche ti amo mia madre ah! Crescendo paranoia.
Mi obliko Russo amorale
Chest' raspizdoto my ne zamarali
Da uno da due
Da uno paranormale.
(Sono emigranto)
Solo perche ti amo mia madre ah....
Solo perche ti amo mia madre ah....
Da uno da due
Da uno stronzo merdoso
Da uno da due
Da uno porca puttana
(Spoken): Prekrasnaya novost
ebut v paperdo?
Ya ih-to mudohat, Zamudohal mudoha
...la-la-la
A solnce Santa Marinelli
Vgrizalos nam v capilljari
A nasha nadezhda spolzala po stenam, muh ne otgonjaya,
No vot kak-to odnazhdi, ne znaju uzh kak
Prishlo I nam dobro iz-za okeana
I togda, na rashodnjak.
I togda na rashodnjak!
Title: Undestructable
Band: Gogol Bordello
Album: Gypsy Punks
Tabber: Duncan Usher
Intro
When I was younger I lived in fear
That incarceration of some kind is near
I checked my head in tact with rules
I nearly became a goddamn fool
But I've heard voices not in the head
Out in the air they called ahead
Through ripped out speakers
Through thick and thin
They found a shelter
Under my skin
How many darkest moments and traps
Still lay ahead of us *Undestructable*
How many final frontiers
We gonna mount
And maybe no victory laps *Undestructable*
But if you stepped on path of sacred art
and stuck it out through thick and thin *Undestructable*
God knows you become one
With undestructable
Intro
And so no longer live I in fear
Them are too greedy to pay my asylum bills
This is my life and freedom is my profession
This is my mission throughout all flight duration
There is a core and it's hardcore
All is hardcore when made with love
Love is a voice of a savage soul
This savage love is
Undestructable
How many darkest moments and traps
Still lay ahead of us *Undestructable*
How many final frontiers
We gonna mount
And maybe no victory laps *Undestructable*
But if you stepped on path of sacred art
and stuck it out through thick and thin *Undestructable*
God knows you become one
With undestructable
Intro
Undestructable
x3
Mishto :
Sha bu'et kruto blya!
Sha bu'et kruto!