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Ben Folds

10 músicas|67 acordes usados|Avançado

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Acordes usados

C/D

C/E

Cmaj7

Caug

Dm7

D/F

Gsus4

Gsus2

C/G

Eaug

Am7

Bb/C

G13

F13

Bb13

Em7

Dmaj7

D/C

Gmaj9

Dmaj9

F#7

Bbm7

Eb/F

Eb/D

F/C

Gm7

Bb/F

Eb/Bb

F/A

Eb9

Abm7

C#9

Ebm7

Bb9

A/F

C/F

C/B

F#m

Fmaj7

Esus4

Bbm

Bb/G

Bdim

Dbdim

Phone In A Pool

Tom: DmAvançado

C/D

C/E

Dm Take it Geasy

CTake it Fslow

Dm G Oh

CC/DC/EF

Dm Get Gon with the Cshow

FOh, that's what I Dmknow G

CC/DC/EF

Dm I Gwoke in a Ccold Fsweat

Last nigDmht Dm E Dm F G

Seems what's been Dmgood for the Gmusic

Hasn't Calways been so Fgood for the Dmlife Dm E Dm F G

I've thrown my Dmphone in a Gpool

In CNew OrFleans

Found the Dmlove of my Glive

Again, y'all Cknows what I Fmeans

And I'll be Dmback on your Gsofa

In a CpudC/Ddle C/Ein Fa couple of Dmweeks G

Oh yeah C C/D C/E F

Dm I Gcan't tell Cwhat you're Fsaying

When you DmyellDm E Dm F G

At the CsamC/De C/E Ftime

Dm You could Gbe telling me the Cstory Fof your Dmlife

G Your Clife F

Is my malDmfunction so Gsurprising

'Cause I Calways seem Fso stable and Dmbright G

Dm Ain't it Galways the CquiC/Det C/E Ftype

I've thrown my Dmphone in a Gpool

In CNew OrFleans

Found the Dmlove of my Glive

Again, y'all Cknows what I Fmeans

And I'll be Dmback on your Gsofa

In a CpudC/Ddle C/Ein Fa couple of Dmweeks

I Gwon't, I won't, I won't blame

New OrDmleans

CGDm

Can't you people Cfunction for a Glittle Dmwhile C G Dm

Without me bouncing Coff the satelGlite for a Dmnight C G

Dm Drink it Gfast or

CDrink it Fslow

That's what I Dmknow G

Dm When you've Ggotten to the Cbottom of Fit

It's time to Dmgo F

CC/DC/EF

And when you've Dmlived to be G200

Feel Cfree to ofFfer your adDmvice G

But unDmtil thGat time

Here's my Cauto-reFply

I've thrown my Dmphone in a Gpool

In CNew OrFleans

Found the Dmlove of my Glive

Again, y'all Cknows what I Fmeans

And I'll be Dmback on your Gsofa

In a CpudC/Ddle C/Ein Fa couple of Dmweeks G

That's what I Dmknow G C F

DmG

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Philosophy

Tom: CAvançado

Cmaj7

Caug

Dm7

D/F

Gsus4

Gsus2

C/G

Eaug

Am7

Bb/C

G13

F13

Bb13

CCmaj7C6CaugDm7G7Dm7G7

Won't youC look up at theF skyline

at the Cmortar, block, and Emglass.

and Fcheck out the reD/Fflections in my eyGsus4es. Gsus2 G G7

See they Calways used to Fbe there

even Cwhen this was all was Emgrass,

and I Fsang and danced aD/Fbout a high riseG7sus2. G7

And you were Flaughing at my Ghelmet hat C B A G

FLaughing at my Dm7torcGh. G7 Dm7 G G7 Dm7 G G7 Dm7 G

C Go ahead and Cmaj7laugh all you want C6

IG gAmot my C pDm7hilosGophDm7y

GAnd I trust it likeC the ground. Cmaj7 C6

That's Caugwhy my philoDm7sophyG

Keeps me Dm7running when I'm falGling down. C/G G7 Dm7 G

I see that there is evil, and I know that there is good,

but the in betweens I never understood.

Would you look at me I'm crazy, but I get the job done.

I'm crazy but I get the job done, and I say,

I Ampushed you cause I loEaugved you guys.

I Am7didn't realize E

you weren't Gmhaving fun. Bb/C C Bb/C C Bb/C C

And I Fdragged you up the stairs and I tGold you to fly.

You were fFlapping your arms, then you Gstarted to cry,

you were Amtoo high, oh toBbo high.

CCmaj7C6CaugDm7G7Dm7G7

Now you take this all for granted.

You take the mortar, block, and glass,

And you forget the speech that moved the stone.

And it's really not that you can't see

the forest for the trees,

You never been out in the woods alone.

So you can laugh all you

Want to, but I've got my philosophy

And I love you you're my friend.

But you got no philosophy.

Now it's time for this song to end.

GGsus2GGsus2

GC/GDm7GGDm7GC/G

GC/GDm7GGDm7GC/GG

G13F13G13Bb13Bb13

GDm7GGDm7G

GDm7GGDm7GG

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Bitches Ain's Shit (Dr. Dre Cover)

Tom: CMédio

C Am Em Bitches ain't shit

CBitches aiAmn't shit but hoes and tricks

EmLick on deez nGutz and suck the dick

Clets get tAmhe fuck out after you're done

EmAnd I hops in my ride to Gmake a quick run...

FI used to know a bitch named Eric Wright

We usedG to roll around and fuck the hoes at night

FTight than a mutharfucka with the gangsta beats

And we was ballin' oGn the muthafuckin' Compton streets

Peep, that shit got deep and it was on

Number 1 song after number 1 song

Long as my muthafuckin' pockets was fat

I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at

But she was hangin' wiFth a white bitch doin' the shit she do

GSuckin' on his dick just to get a buck or 2

And the ends sFhe got didn't mean nothin'

GNow she's suingC cuz the shit she be doin' ain't shit

CBitAmchesG can't hang with the streets, she found herself short

CSo Amnow she's takGin' me to court (It's real conversation for your ass)

I once had a bitch named Mandy May

Used to be up in them guts like everyday

The pussy was the bomb, had a nigga on sprung

I was in love like a muthafucka lickin' the protung

The homies used to tell me that she wasn't no good

But I'm the maniac in black, Mr. Snoop Eastwood

So I figure niggaz wouldn't trip with mine

Guess what? Got gaffled by one time

FI'm back to the muthafuckin' county jail

Am6 months on my chest, now it's time to bail

CI get's released on a hot sunny day

GMy nigga D.O.C. and my homey Dr Dre

CScooped Amin a coupe, Snoop we got news

Your girlEm was tricGkin' while you was draped in your county blues

CI ain't been out a second

And already goAmtta do .... some muEmthafuckin chin checkin G

CMove up the bAmlock as we groove down the block

EmSee my girl's house, Dre, pass tGhe glock

CKick in Amthe do', I look on the flo'

EmIt's my little coEmusin Daz and he's fuckin' my hoe, yo

FI uncockGed my shit...I'm heart-broke but I'm still loc'ed

(spoken) Man, fuck that bitch!

Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Lick on deez nutz and suck the dick

Get's the fuck out after you're done

And I hops in my ride to make a quick run...

I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright

We used to roll around and fuck the hoes at night

Tighter than a mutharfucka with the gangsta beats

And we was ballin' on the muthafuckin' Compton streets

Peep, the shit got deep and it was on

Number one song after number one song

Long as my muthafuckin' pockets was fat

I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at

But she was hangin' with a white bitch doin' the shit she do

Suckin' on his dick just to get a buck or two

And the ends she got didn't mean nothin'

Now she's suing cuz the shit she be doin' ain't shit

CBitAmchesEm can't hang with the streets, she found herself short

CSo now she's Amtakin'Em me to court (It's real conversation for your ass)

CBitAmchesEm can't hang with the streets

Bitches can't hang with the streets

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Rocky

Tom: EmAvançado

Em7

Dmaj7

Cmaj7

D/C

Gmaj9

Dmaj9

F#7

We were in a

Em7park, I could Dmaj7jump so far, Seems like

Em7all I'd ever done, WasDmaj7 smoking pot out in the car, And a

Em7figure faded iDmaj7n, From the departees of myCmaj7 old schoD/Col. He Cmaj7says

Em7"Ben, We both know you're Dmaj7asleep, I've been

Em7running through theseDmaj7 fields, It's such a lovely place you dream, Is it

Em7your imagination? It's been Dmaj7years since I've been on myCmaj7 feet." D/CNow it's Cmaj7

Gmaj9Rocky's Dmaj9day, Send his soul on it's Gmaj9way,

Em7The sun woDmaj7n't be coF#7sus4ming out, YF#7eah it's

Gmaj9Rocky's Dmaj9day, And it's time he went Gmaj9way,

Em7The sun woDmaj7n't be coF#7sus4ming out toF#7day.

Em7I recall, But I Dmaj7don't know who told me

Em7Rocky was a runner, Won a Dmaj7medal back in school, Now at

Em7Christmas momma says "You go Dmaj7up and be Rockys Cmaj7room", AD/Cs we Cmaj7

Em7watched the sun go down he Dmaj7thanks me for my dreams,

Em7He said "I know you think youDmaj7 are but you're not completely free

Em7The man who's seen a spectre of Dmaj7departure is completely Cmaj7free." NoD/Cw it'sCmaj7

Gmaj9Rocky's Dmaj9day, Send his soul on his Gmaj9way,

Em7The sun woDmaj7n't be comF#7sus4ing out todF#7ay, Yeah it's

Gmaj9Rocky's Dmaj9day, Send his soul on his Gmaj9way,

Em7The sun woDmaj7n't be coF#7sus4ming out toF#7day.

Em7Dmaj7Em7Dmaj7

Em7Dmaj7Cmaj7D/CCmaj7

Em7Dmaj7Em7Dmaj7

Em7Dmaj7Cmaj7

Then he

Em7smiled, And he turneDmaj7d and walked away,

He said Em7over his shoulder, "I'll be Dmaj7gone when you're awake"

It's

Gmaj9Rocky's Dmaj9day, Send his soul on it's Gmaj9way,

Em7The sun woDmaj7n't be comiF#7sus4ng out, YeaF#7h it's

Gmaj9Rocky's Dmaj9day, Send his soul on it's Gmaj9way,

Em7The sun woDmaj7n't be comiF#7sus4ng out todaF#7y.

Gmaj9Rocky's Dmaj9day, Send his soul on it's Gmaj9way,

Em7The sun woDmaj7n't be comiF#7sus4ng out todaF#7y, Yeah it's

Gmaj9Rocky's Dmaj9day, Send his soul on it's Gmaj9way,

Em7The sun woDmaj7n't be comiF#7sus4ng out todaF#7y.

A9Dmaj9

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Belinda

Tom: BbAvançado

Bbm7

Eb/F

Eb/D

F/C

D/F

Gm7

Bb/F

Eb/Bb

F/A

Eb9

Abm7

C#9

Ebm7

Bb9

Every Bbnight around this time he has toBbm7 sing 'Belinda'

Eb"Belinda, I love you, don't leave me, I need youEb/F"

BbHe tried to stop a while back but Bbm7what is he without her?

EbA one hit wonder with no hits is Eb/Fwhat heEb is Eb/D

F/CAnd anyway, He always hears how D/Fmuch it means to people

Gm7There's a lot of forty somethings who wC7ouldn't be in the world without it

Bb/FSo now he does it with this Flyric in his head

CmBelinda, I lEb/Bboved you

F/AI'm sorry that i lEb9eft Gyou

BbI met somebody DmyouAnger on a Gm7plane Bb/F

CmSheEb had big breasts a nEb/Bbice smile no kF/Aids either

She gaAbm7ve me complimentary cBb/Fhampagne

Eb9C

BbNo-one ever wants to hear Bbm7the song he wrote for Cindy

Eb"Cindy, I love you, I need you, don't leEbave me" Eb/F

BbAnd he can't blame them, they can tell his Bbm7heart was never in it

EbAnd Cindy never liked it but she nEb/Fever much Ebliked himEb/D

CmBelinda, Eb/BbI loved you I'm F/Asorry that I leEb9ft yGou

BbI met somebody DmyouAnger on a Gm7plane Bb/F

She had biCmg bEbreasts a nicEb/Bbe smile no kids eF/Aither

Abm7She gave me complimentary cBb/Fhampagne

Eb9C#9

FEb9GAbBbCEb

BbSo every night about this time he Bbm7feels the old self loathing

EbWhile the old folks in the audience sing alongEb/F

BbAnd he smiles and waves the mic at them Bbm7so they can do the Chorus

Ebm7But he's not there, he's somewhere elEb/Fse Eb Eb/D

CmHe'Ebs with BelEb/Bbinda F/A

In the Bbdays before Dmhe Amade iGm7t all go wroBb/Fng

CmBelEbinda, IEb/Bb love youF/A

Abm7She gave me complimentary chamBb/Fpagne

Eb9C#9

FEb9GAbBbCEb

Bb9

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Still Fighting It

Tom: CAvançado

C/E

A/F

C/G

C/F

Good morning, son. C

I am a Ambird

Wearing a C/Ebrown polyester A/Fshirt F6

You want a C/Gcoke?

Maybe some Amfries?

The roast beef C/Ecombos only $9.9G5

Its oCkay, you don't have to Fpay

I've got all the Ccha - aGnge

Everybody Fknows

It hCurts to grow Gup

And everybody Fdoes

It's so Cweird to be baGck here

Let me tell you Fwhat

The yeCars go on and

C/EWe're C/Estill C/EfightiC/Eng it, Fwe're Fstill FfightiFng it

And yCou're so Ammuch like C/Eme

I'm Fsorry

Good morning, C/Gson

In twenty yFears from now

Maybe we'll C/Eboth sit down and have a few C/Fbeers

And I can C/Gtell you bout Amtoday

And how I C/Epicked you up and everything Gchanged

It was C/Epain

Sunny days and Frain

I knew you'd feel the Csa - ame Gthings

Everybody Fknows

It sCucks to grow uGp

And everybody Fdoes

It's so Cweird to be back Ghere.

Let me tell C/Eyou wFhat

The Cyears go on and

C/EWe're C/Estill C/EfightinC/Eg it, Fwere Fstill FfightiFng it

You'll C/Gtry and Ftry and one C/Eday youll Ffly Ab

ACway from Fme C/G Am C/E F C/G

(C/Ggood morning, son)

(Amgood morning, son)

(C/Egood morning, son)

(Amgood morning, son)

Good morning, C/Gson (good morning, son)

I am a Ambird (good morning, son)

(C/Egood morning, son) G

It waFs paC/Ein

Sunny days and Frain

I knew you'd feel the C/Gsa - ame Gthings

Everybody Fknows

It Csucks to grow Gup

And everybody Fdoes

It's so Cweird to be back Ghere.

Let me tell C/Eyou wFhat

The Cyears go on and

C/EWe're C/Estill C/EfightiC/Eng it, Fwe're Fstill FfightiFng it

Oh, C/Ewe're C/Estill C/EfightiC/Eng it, Fwe're Fstill FfightiFng it

And C/Gyou're so Ammuch like C/Eme

I'm Fsorry

Lyrics -

Chords and Lyrics improvements - Sergio Barros 2006

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Best Imitation Of Myself

Tom: CAvançado

C/B

I feel like a Cquote out of contextC/B,

WithAmholding the rest Gso I can Fbe for you what Gyou wanna seAme. D

I got the Cgesture and sounds, C/Bgot the Amtiming down

GIt's unFcanny, yeah, you'Gd think it was Amme. Do yoDu think I should

GTake a clE7ass to Amlose my Gsouthern Daccent?

Did FI make me Gup or make the Fface that is Gstuck

I do the Fbest imiGtation of myCself.

The C"problem with you" speeC/Bch you Amgave me was fineG

I liked the Ftheories aGbout my Amlittle stageD.

And I Cswore I was listeniC/Bng till AmI started drifting

GAround the Fpart about me Gacting my Amage. DNow if it's

GAll the E7same... I've Ampeople to GenterDtain.

You know I'Fll juggle oGne-handed, do soFme magic tricGks and

The Fbest imiGtation of Cmyself.

E7Maybe I'm thinking mysAmelf in a hole...

E7WonderAming...

Who I Fam when I Amoughta know

Straighten Fup now Amtime to go E7fool somebody else...

AmFool somebGody Delse.G E7

Last night I was Ceast with them.C/B.. and Amwest withinG...

Trying to Fbe for you what Gyou wanna sAmee. D

But I can'Ct help it with you, the C/Bgood and Ambad comes through

GDon't want you Fhanging out with Gno-one but meAm. D

Now that it's aGll the sE7ame... it cAmomes from the Gsame plDace.

And if my Fmind's somewhere Gelse

You won't be Fable to Gtell

I do the Fbest imiGtation of myCself

Yes it's unFcanny to Gsee

You'd really Fthink it was Gme.

The best FimitatioGn of myAmself...D

I do the Fbest imiGtation of myDself.

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The Luckiest

Tom: DAvançado

F#m

DI don't gAet many things Dright the first tGime

In fDact, I am toldBm that a lot C F#m C

Now I know Aall the wrong turns,

And stumbDles and falls broughBmt me here F#m A

BmAnd where was I beforGe the day Bm

That I first saw Eyour lovely face A

Now I see F#mit every day G F#m G

And I kDnoAw

That I aDm A Bm

I F#mam

GI Aam the luDckiest A

What if I'd bDeen born A

DFifty years befoGre you

In a hoDuse

On a streeBmt where you live C F#m C

Maybe I'd beA outside

As you passedD on your bike G

Would I know? F#m A

BmAnd In a wiGde sea of eyes Bm

I'd see one Epair that I recogAnize F#m G

And I'd DknowA

That I aDm A Bm

I F#mam

GI Aam the luDckiest D A

EmI love you mEmore than I have Bm

Ever founBmd a way to say to yoDu G D A

Next doorD

There's an old manA

Who livedD to his ninetiesG

And one day, paDssed away in his sleBmep C F#m C

And his wife, Ashe stayed A

For a coupDle of days andG passed away D Bm F#m A Bm

I'm sorry, I know Gthat's a

BmStrange way to tell yoEu that I know A

We belong F#m G G

That I DknowA

That I aDm A Bm

I F#mam

GI Aam the luDckiest A D

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Lonely Christmas Eve

Tom: AmAvançado

Fmaj7

Esus4

AmI'm not so bad

AmI jGust hate to see

Fmaj7a good time had

CBy everyone Esus4but meE.

DmOn this lonely Esus4ChristEmas Eve

DmI hear them up and down

Esus4And up and down Ethe street.

They're making

FNoise Enoise noise Amnoise.

FHow I Ehate their happy Amnoise.

CThere's only one thing I hate more

GCome to think of it.

AmAnd that's the Dmpeople who keep

F E (quick down strums)

Making it.

FFeast Efeast feast Amfeast.

FThey'll Ehave more than anyAmone could ever eat.

CMe, I'm stuck here with my Gcream of wheat.

AmThere's no one Dmhere to feast with me

FOn this Elonely Christmas AmEve.

CDon't they know I'm up here Dmall alone

FIn my cave up in the Chills?

CHow I wish that this would Ggo away,

AmThis dreadful Dmholiday

FThat they call EChristmas day.

CWhen they're done with all tDmheir Christmas noise

FAnd they've had their CChristmas feast

CJust when I think that I Gmight finally

AmGet a moments peace Dmthey start to

FSing sEing sing Amsing.

FNow I'll Enever get Amno sleep.

CI'm screaming out Gthe window

AmBut it don't Dmdo no good.

FThey sing and sing and Esing

All through the Amneighborhood.

FSing Esing Amsing.

DmThey take their little break and then

CThey do it all Gagain.

FIt's a Elonely AmChristmas Eve.

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10.

Zak And Sara

Tom: EbAvançado

Bb/F

Bbm

Bb/G

Bdim

Dbdim

piano work check out the voicing on the Eb in the seguay

it should be Eb in the left hand and G Bb D#

in the right hand good luck from joz

FF7Bb/FBbmF

FSara F7spelled without an Bb/F'h' was gettingBbm borFed

FOn a F7Peavey Bb/Famp in Bbm1984F

Bb/GWhile Zak without a 'c' tried oCut some new guitars

Bb/GPlaying Sara-with-no-hC's favorite song

LaF da da, lF7a daBb/F da, la dBbma daF (x2)

Zak and Sara

F x 2

as verse 1

Often Sara would have spells where she lost time

She saw the future, she heard voices from inside

The kind of voices she would soon learn to deny

Because at home they got her smacked

as Chorus 1

La da da, la da da, la da da (x2)

Zak and Sara

EbBbC

Zak called his Dmdad about Glayaway plans

And Sara Ctold the friendly Fsalesman Bbthat:

"You'll all die in your Bdimcars,

And why's it gotta be Cdark?

And you're all Dbdimworking in a submarine"

FF7Bb/FBbmF

AFsshF7ole)Bb/F Bbm F

She saw the lights, she saw the pale English face

Some strange machines repeating beats and thumping bass

Visions of pills that put you in a loving trance

That make it possible for all white boys to dance

Bb/GAnd when Zak finished Sara's sCong, Sara clapped

La da da, la da da, la da da (x2)

EbBbC

EbBb

FF SF7end Bb/F"Zak Bbm F

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