The Sound Program

[Verse 1]
A                     D
 I think I've already lost you
F#m              E       D
 I think you're already gone.
A                      D
 I think I'm finally scared now
              Bm                        E
You think I'm weak - But I think you're wrong
A                       D
 I think you're already leaving
F#m               E              D
 Feels like your hand is on the door
A                            D
 I thought this place was an empire
              Bm                 E
But now I'm relaxed - I can't be sure
 
[Pre-Chorus]
                      Bm                       E
And I think you're so mean - I think we should try
                A                 D
I think I could need - this in my life and
                 Bm                   E
I think I'm just scared - I think too much
  G
I know this is wrong it's a problem I'm dealing
 
[Chorus]
          A                              D
If you're gone - maybe it's time to come home
           Bm                         E
There's an awful lot of breathing room
                 A
But I can hardly move
          A                            D       E
If you're gone - baby you need to come home (come home)
              Bm                        E
Cuz there's a little bit of something me
              A      D
In everything in you
F#m  D
 
[Verse 2]
A                         D
 I bet you're hard to get over
F#m        E               D
 I bet the room just won't shine
A                     D
 I bet my hands I can stay here
           Bm                   E
I bet you need - more than you mind
 
[Pre-Chorus]
                      Bm                       E
And I think you're so mean - I think we should try
                A                 D
I think I could need - this in my life
                 Bm                   E
I think I'm just scared - that I know too much
  G
I can't relate and that's a problem. I'm feeling
 
[Chorus]
          A                              D
If you're gone - maybe it's time to come home
           Bm                         E
There's an awful lot of breathing room
                 A
But I can hardly move
          A                            D       E
If you're gone - baby you need to come home (come home)
         Bm                        E
there's a little bit of something me
              A      D
In everything
 
[Bridge]
Bm  E
in  you
A  D
Bm  E
A
 
[Pre-Chorus]
                  Bm                       E
I think you're so mean - I think we should try
                A                 D
I think I could need - this in my life
            Bm                 E
I think I'm scared - do I talk too much
  G
I know it's wrong it's a problem I'm dealing
 
[Chorus]
          A                            D       E
If you're gone - maybe it's time to go home
           Bm                     E
There's an awful lot of breathing room
                 A
But I can hardly move
          A                             D          E
If you're gone - yeah, baby you need to come home (come home)
          Bm                      E
there's a little bit of something me
              Bm     E
In everything in... you
 
[Outro]
Bm            E
   Something me
            Bm            E
(everything in) something me
   A
In you

Don't Talk To Strangers
Rick Springfield

(Video)

Intro
B C# G# B x2

(Verse)
B      C#             G#       B 
When you were just a young girl and still in school
B        C#                G#     B 
How come you never learned the Golden Rule
B      C#             G#           A 
Don't talk to strange men, don't be a fool
B 
I'm hearing stories, I don't think that's cool

B   C#     G#     B 
Why don't you tell me, someone is loving you
B    C#          G#        B 
Cause you're my girl, some say it's no longer true
B    C#         G#      A 
You're seeing some slick continental dude
E 
I'm begging you, please

(Chorus)
C#                        E 
Don't talk to strangers, baby don't you talk
C#                  B          A 
Don't talk to strangers, You know he'll only use you up
B                C# 
Don't talk, don't talk, don't talk,
B              A 
Don't talk, don't talk to him
C# 
Nobody, talk, nobody, ever told you,don't talk

(Verse)
B      C#         G#    B 
Now tell me, how's life in the big city
B        C#          G#         B 
I hear the competition's tough, baby that's a pity
B       C#            G#      A 
And every man's an actor, every girl is pretty
B 
I don't like what's getting back to me

B   C#              G#      B 
Now who's this, Don Juan I've been hearing of
B    C#               G#      B 
Love hurts when only one's in love
B     C#               G#        A 
Did you fall at first sight or did you need a shove
E 
I'm begging you, please

(Bridge)
B            A        G# 
Fais l'amour avec moi

What's he saying baby
B             A        G# 
Viens dormir, mon amour

I asked you not to talk to him
B                  A        G# 
Je t'aime donne moi ton coeur ce soir

I'm begging you

C#                        E 
Don't talk to strangers, baby don't you talk
C#                             E 
Don't talk to strangers, You know he'll only use you up
C#                    E 
Don't talk to strangers, baby don't you,

Baby don't you talk,
C# 
Don't talk to strangers

Lose Yourself
Eminem

(Video)

Chorus: DmC BbC

VERSE 1-
Em                                     D 
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
             Am                                                    C  
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
 Em                                                                    D       
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready                                 
             Am                                    C
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
            Em                                                    D
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
 Am                                                          C
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
Em                                                    D
He's chokin' how, everybody's chokin' now
Am                                                 C
The clock's run out, times up, over, blaw!
Em                                 D
Snap, back to reality, oh, there goes gravity
Am                                         C                                               Em
Oh, there goes Rabbit he choked, he's so mad but he won't
                                 D                                        Am
Give up that easy, no, he won't have it he knows
                                                C                                          Em
His whole back's to these ropes, it don't matter he's dope
                                               D                                        Am
He knows that but he's broke, he so stagnant he knows
                                                C
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's when it's
Em                                    C
Back to the lab again, yo
                                       Am
This whole rhapsody better go capture this moment
         C
And hope it don't pass him (X3)

CHORUS-
C
Well this is the music
        Am                                          Em                              D
The moment, you own it, you better never let it go
          C                                                  Am
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
           Em                                         D
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo    X2

Em, D

VERSE 2-
Em                                                    D
His soul's escaping, through this hole that is gaping
Am                                            C
This world is mine for the taking, make me king
Em                                 D                             Am
As we move toward a new world order, a normal life is boring
C                                   Em
But superstardom's close to post mortem
D                                      Am
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
C                                         Em
He blows it's all over, these h**s is all on him
D                                       Am                                               C
Coast to coast shows, he's known as the Globetrotter lonely roads
                   Em                                                 D
God only knows he's grown farther from home, he's no father
   Am                                         C
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
Em                                            D
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
Am                                             C
These h**s don't want him no mo', he's cold product
Em                                                     D
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
Am                                            C                                   Em
He nose dove and sold nada, so the soap opera is told it unfolds
                D                                     Am
I suppose it's old partna, but the beat goes on
C
Da da dum, da dum da da da da

CHORUS

Em,D

No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothaf****n' roof off like two dogs caged
I was playin' in the beginning, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin' and stepped, writin' the next cipher
Best believe somebody's payin' the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5

And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these *** damn food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Tryin' to feed and water my seed, plus teeter-totter
Caught up between bein' a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screamin' on and too much for me to wanna

Stay in one spot, another day of monotony's
Gotten me to the point I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothaf****n' option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot, so here I go it's my shot
Feet fail me not, this may be the only opportunity that I got

CHORUS

London Calling
Clash

(Video)

Verse 1-
Em                    E/F
London calling to the faraway towns
         Em                  G
Now that war is declared and battle come down
Em                    E/F
London calling to the underworld
     Em                           G
Come out of the cupboard, all you boys and girls
 
(start doing all downstrokes now)
Em                  E/F
London calling, now don't look at us
         Em                     G
All that phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust
Em                      E/F
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
 Em                        G
'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing

Chorus Lead-      x3                 
e----7/-------------|----7/----------------------------|
B----8/--------8-7--|----8/----------------------------|
G----9/--------9-7--|----9/--------9~----------4/-12~--|
D----9/-------------|----9/----------------------------|
A-------------------|----------------------------------|
E-------------------|----------------------------------|

Chorus 1-
    Em                     G
The Ice Age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Em                     G
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin
Em                        G
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
     Em                      D~
'Cuz London is drowning, and I live by the river

Verse 2-
Em                    E/F
London calling to the imitation zone
Em                      G
Forget it, brother, an' go it alone
Em                      E/F
London calling upon the zombies of death
Em                   G
Quit holding out-and draw another breath

(start doing all downstrokes now)
Em                   E/F
London calling-and I don't wanna shout
    Em                       G
But while we were talking- I saw you nodding out
Em                     E/F
London calling, see we ain't got no highs
  Em                         G
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes

Chorus 2-
    Em                     G
The Ice Age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Em                     G
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin
Em                 G
A Nuclear Era, but I have no fear
     Em                      D~
'Cuz London is drowning, and I live by the river

Intro x4

Solo- (Guitar 1 plays intro during)
e----------/22~---12/-10--17/-15--15-15/12--12/10-12/10-12/10--|
B--------------------------------------------------------------|
G----4/-9------------------------------------------------------|
D--------------------------------------------------------------|
A--------------------------------------------------------------|
E--------------------------------------------------------------|

e--x-x-x-10b11---b11-b11-b11-b11~----|
B------------------------------------| (I know this is more like nonsense 
G------------------------------------|  and feedback, but I figured it
D------------------------------------|  should be tabbed, nonetheless)
A------------------------------------|
E------------------------------------|

Chorus 2 x1

Intro x4

Lead Fill-
e-------------|
B-------------|
G--5-4-5-4----|
D----------2--|
A-------------|
E-------------|

Verse 3- (All downstrokes)
Em                   E/F
London calling, yes, I was there, too
        Em                         G(Fill)  
An' you know what they said? Well, some of it was true!
Em                    E/F
London calling at the top of the dial
Em                        G(Fill)
After all this, won't you give me a smile?

London  Calling...

Intro x2

I Love Myself
Kendrick Lamar

(Video)

Cm
I done been through a whole lot
Fm
Trial, tribulations, but I know God
Cm
Satan wanna put me in a bow-tie
Fm
Praying that the holy water don't go dry, yeah yeah
Cm
As I look around me
Fm
So many motherfuckers wanna down me
Cm
But ain't no  never drown me
             Fm
In front of a dirty double-mirror they found me

Cm
And I love myself
                            Fm
(The world is a ghetto with guns and picket signs)
         Cm
I love myself
                            Fm
(But it can do what it want whenever it wants and I don't mind)
         Cm
I love myself
                                 Fm
(He said I gotta get up, life is more than suicide)
         Cm
I love my-self
                    Fm
(One day at the time, sun gone shine)

Cm
Everybody looking at you crazy (Crazy)
Fm
What you gone do? (What you gone do?)
Cm
Lift up your head and keep moving (Keep moving)
Fm
Or let the paranoia haunt you? (Haunt you)
         Cm
Peace to fashion police, I wear my heart
Fm
On my sleeve let the runway start
    Cm
You know the miserable do love company
Fm
What do you want from me and my scars?
G#
Everybody lack confidence, everybody lack confidence
A#
How many times our potential was anonymous?
G#
How many times the city making me promises?
G
So I promise this

Cm
They wanna say there's a war outside and a bomb in the street
      Fm
And a gun in the hood and a mob of police
      Cm
And a rock on the corner and a line full of fiends
      Fm
And a bottle full of lean and a model on a scheme, yup
Cm                       Fm
These days of frustration keep y'all on ducking rotation
Cm                     Fm
I duck these gold faces, post up fee-fi-fo-fum basis
G#
Dreams of realities peace
A#
Blow steam in the face of the beast
G#
The sky can fall down, the wind can cry now
G
The strong in me, I still smile

Cm              A#
Walk my barefeet (Walk my barefeet)
F/A                  G#
Down, down valley peak (Down, down valley peak)
         Cm            A#
I keep my fee-fi-fo-fum (Fee-fi-fo-fum)
          F/A         G#
I keep my heart undone (My heart undone)

Cm
And I love myself
                                A#
(The world is a ghetto with big guns and picket signs)
         F/A
I love myself
                            G#
(But it can do what it want whenever it wants and I don't mind)
         Cm
I love myself
                                 A#
(He said I gotta get up, life is more than suicide)
         F/A
I love my-self
                     F -mute
(One day at the time, sun gone shine)

Cm
I went to war last night
        F/A
With an automatic weapon, don't nobody call a medic
     
I'm a do it 'til I get it right
          Cm
I went to war last night
         F/A
I've been dealing with depression ever since an adolescent

Duckin' every other blessin', l can never see the message
      Cm
I can never take the lead, I can never bob and weave
 
For my  that be letting 'em annihilate me
       F/A
And the sound is moving in a meteor speed

From a 100 to a billion lay my body in the street
        Cm
Keep my money in the ceiling let my mama know I'm free

Give my story to the children and the lesson they can read
        F/A
And the glory to the feeling of the only unseen
                                                   Cm
Seen enough, make a motherfucker scream, I love myself!

F/A
I lost my head, I must've misread what the good book said
     Cm
Oh woes keep me, it's a jungle inside
    F/A
Give myself again 'til the well runs dry

Outro chords- Cm A# F/A G# ...

Highway To Hell
AC/DC

(Video)

INTRO-
            A                 D/F#  G      D/F#  G     D/F#  G     D/F#   A
E------------------------------------------------------------------------------
B-----------2--2--2-----------3--3--3------3--3--3-----3--3--3------------2--2-
G-----------2--2--2-----------2--2--0------2--2--0-----2--2--0------2-----2--2-
D-----------2--2--2-----------0--0--0------0--0--0-----0--0--0------0-----2--2-
A-----------0--0--0-------------------------------------------------------0--0-
E-----------------------------2--2--3------2--2--3-----2--2--3------2----------
A A A
              D D/F# G              D D/F# G
     Livin' easy,        livin' free,
D D/F# G       D/F#    A A
     Season ticket on a one way ride
A A A           D D/F# G             D D/F# G
     Askin' nothin,      leave me be.
  D D/F# G     D/F#   A A
     Takin' ev'rythin' in my stride.

Don't need reason, don't need rhyme,
     Ain't nothin' i'd rather do.
     goin' down, party time.        E5  <-----instead of an A.
     my friends are gonna be there too.

Chorus
             A    A  A   D/A      G   --¬∫
    i'm on a highway to hell             Repeat
    D/F#     A    A  A   D/A      G
    on the   highway to hell          --¬∫

Additional verses

no stop signs, speed limit,
    nobody's gonna slow me down.
    like a wheel, gonna spin it.
    nobody's gonna mess me around.

Hey, satan, pay'n' my dues,
    playin' in a rockin' band.
    hey, momma, look at me.
    I'm on my way to the promised land.

Pink Matter
Frank Ocean

(Video)

CAPO 3
Intro-

[Verse 1- Frank Ocean]
Dm                         Em
What do you think my brain is made for
     Am
Is it just a container for the mind
      Dm                  Em        Am
This great grey matter
Dm                 Em
Sensei replied what is your woman
       Am                                         
Is she just a container for the child 
   Dm                      Em   
That soft pink matter
               Am
Cotton candy Majin Buu
 Dm                      Em               Am
Close my eyes and fall into you
Dm                     Em                  Am
My god shes giving me pleasure

Dm                            Em
What if the sky and the stars are for show
             Am
And the aliens are watching live
             Dm            Em        Am
From the purple matter
Dm                         Em           
Sensei went quiet then violent
            Am                                            
And we sparred until we both grew tired 
Dm                   Em       
Nothing mattered
            Am
Cotton candy Majin Buu
Dm                  Em          Am   
Dim the lights and fall into you
                            Dm
My god giving me pleasure
               Em                     Am
Pleasure pleasure pleasure
Dm                   Em       Am
Pleasure over matter

Then just repeat Dm Em Am for the rest of the song!

[Verse 2- Andre 3000]
Since you been gone
I been having withdrawals
You were such a habit to call
I aint myself at all had to tell myself naw
Shes better with some fella with a regular job
I didnt wanna get her involved
By dinner Mr. Benjamin was sitting in awe
Hopped into my car drove far
Fars too close and I remember
My memories no sharp
Butter knife, what a life, anyway
Im building yall a clock, stop
What am I Hemingway?
She had the kind of body
That would probably intimidate
Any of em that were un-southern
Not me cousin
If models are made for modeling
Thick girls are made for cuddlin
Switch worlds and we can huddle then
Who needs another friend
I need to hold your hand
Youd need no other man
we d flee to other lands

Grey matter
Blue used to be my favorite color
Now I ain't got no choice
Blue matter

Youre good at being bad
Youre bad at being good
For heavens sakes go to hell
Nah knock on wood
Youre good at being bad
Youre bad at being good
For heavens sakes go to hell
Knock knock knock knock on wood
Well frankly when that ocean so motherfucking good
Make her swab the motherfucking wood
Make her walk the motherfucking plank
Make her rob a motherfucking bank
With no mask on and a rusty revolver

Die Young
Ke$ha

(Video)

126 bpm
P22 A

Intro: E
Chorus: C#m B E A

Just strum C#m-B-E-A throughout the whole song =)) NO CAPO NEEDED

I hear your heart beat to the beat of the drums
Oh what a shame that you came here with someone
So while you're here in my arms 
Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young

We're gonna die young
We're gonna die young