Bodyguard
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...BODYGUARD... by Steel Pulse
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*from 'Earth Crisis' (1984)*
Intro:
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C#m A, G#m (x2)
Verse 1:
Every time you meet, the public,
You get scared and you, start to
pa-nic.
Bridge 1:
A-who, got A gun? A-who got A
bomb?
Who, got a knife? A-who's...
gonna lose their life?
Verse 2:
So-called leaders, with
deceitful faces,
Cor-ruption, in a high
place.
You hands filled with bribes;
mouth pours out lies, yea.
Cause of all op-pression now,
running for pro-tection.
Chorus 1:
Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your
job,
(Snakes in the grass), say they
know not God.
Poly-tricksters, drinking human
blood,
(A concrete heart), can hold no
love.
Interlude:
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Verse 3:
I just can't sorry for the
bodyguard.
Bullet-proof vest strapped to
your chest,
Under your collar is getting
hot.
Bridge 2:
A-who, got A gun? A-who got A
bomb?
Who, got a knife? A-who's...
gonna lose their life?
Chorus 2:
Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your
job,
(Snakes in the grass), say they
know not God.
Poly-tricksters, drinking human
blood,
(A concrete heart), can hold no
love.
Chorus 3:
Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your
job,
(Snakes in the grass), say they
know not God.
Poly-tricksters, drinking human
blood,
(A concrete heart), can hold no
love.
Break:
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Verse 4:
Hey, hey, no feel no way,
I just can't sorry for the
bodyguard.
Bridge 3:
A-who, got A gun? A-who got A
bomb?
Who, got a knife? A-who's...
gonna lose their life?
Chorus 4:
Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your
job,
(Snakes in the grass), say they
know not God.
Poly-tricksters, drinking human
blood,
(A concrete heart), can hold no
love.
Chorus 5:
Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your
job,
(Snakes in the grass), say they
know not God.
Poly-tricksters, drinking human
blood,
(A concrete heart), can hold no
love.
Coda:
Watch it all you presidents,
boo!
Heads of government, boo!
Mash down parliaments, boo!
I just can't sorry for the
bodyguard.
(A who's gonna lose their life?)
I just can't sorry for the
bodyguard.
(A who's gonna lose their life?)
All that fretting, all that
checking.
(Gonna lose their life?)
All that searching, for
assassin, hey!
(Fade)
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
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x46654 466444 244222 577655
x57675 x24442 242322 464544
Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2008 (clumsyband@hotmail.com)
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