rippin e brakes

SEEING EVIL

Em - G - A - G -A
seeing evil evil people seeing evil everywhere (x2)
D Em
seeing evil easily seep in
D Em
seeing evil crack the foundation
D Em
I'm praying but I'm tired of letting fate play it hand
G A Em
we're seeing evil win (x2)

seeing evil evil people seeing evil everywhere (x2)
seeing evil manifesting
catching myself second guessing
putting my faith into question
we're seeing evil win (x2)

seeing evil evil people seeing evil everywhere (x2)
seeing evil and we don't call it sin
seeing evil get inside our heads
there's evil in the church and evil at the atm
we're seeing evil win (x2)
Em G A G A
i read some street graffiti and still don't know what it said
something about jimi hendrix but the tag was all in french
in a skeezy trashed out alley behind a nice hotel
through a little peephole there's a portal straight to hell
Alan used to live there he wrote I love rock n' roll
Alan, Big Al and Azevedo all know that song so well
maybe what we're aiming for is frozen as deep snow
B
just a drip of water just the faintest glow
seeing evil evil people seeing evil everywhere (x2)
seeing evil in it's worse context
seeing evil twist the facts
seeing evil on the outside pushing in
we're seeing evil win (x2)

BEST SPOTS IN TOWN

Em D Em
I don’t know why you’re always talking bout getting out of here.
Em D Em
Breaking west or shooting south and disappearing.
Em G
You must not have got a good look around. Or maybe I just know all the best spots in town.
Em D Em
Before you go. Let me show you what’s here

Em D Em
I’ll be on lookout mountain tonight when the sky gets pink.
Em D Em
Come sit with me there’s a real nice bench.
Em G
We can cut loose and howl at the moon then I can take you back to my big spooky room.
Em D Em
Before you go. Let me show you

I don’t know why you’re always talking bout getting out of here.
Breaking west or shooting south and disappearing.
You must not have got a good look around. Or maybe I just know all the best spots in town.
Before you go. Let me show you what’s here

You can dip your little toes in this place where no one goes I know down on the river bend.
Baby we could be the only souls to ever set our feet down on this land.
It’s too hot to not show a little skin. So let’s go skinny dippin.
There’s a paradise here we’re living in

PICKIN' UP HER RADIO WAVES

Are you sending me a message

Hey radio DJ

G Em

Are you playing this one just for me

There’s only one hit on the dial

Out here this many miles

G Em

In between that classic gold country

I hear the voice of an angel

She reads the weather I can see tornados

G Em

Top of the hour I’m never late

Thank God for clear days

D G Em-B-C-G

When I can pick up her radio waves

I’ve been listening for so long
Ten AM until 3 o’clock
There’s not much to do these days
I never see the Goths or Wiccans
The whole mall went out of business
Tumbleweeds blow across that place
Only thing standing from the past
Is the radio tower up on Pat’s
That’s where the music plays

Thank God for clear days
When I can pick up her radio waves

HUNT YOU DOWN

Em C Em C

Been on this train for 14 days . Haven’t seen him yet

D Em D C

I’m sure he’s in a sleeper car. He’ll come out to stretch his legs

Em C Em C

The scenery is beautiful. Chicago’s still 10 hours ahead

D Em D
I’ve got time to find this man but I want to kill him while we’re still in the

west

There’s no way you can shake me

There’s no way you can fake me out

D C Em

There’s no way to control this . You can run but I’ll hunt you down

Em C Em C

Haven’t slept in 2 days now. There’s discomfort in the hunt

D Em D C
But if I don’t work this out somehow it’ll be me who’s on the run

Em C Em C

Train pulls slow I get out to smoke. Stand in a row of froze trash cans

D Em
Now I should not thank God for this. But I spot my man

D Em

Wasn’t like I just felt like murdering

D Em

and just picked him out of the crowd

D Em

This rich woman felt like killing him

D C

And she paid me a large amount

Em C Em C

Train whistle blows I follow him. He boards car 26

D Em D C
It’s a dirty job I know it is. But it feeds the kids

There’s no way you can shake me . There’s no way you can fake me out

D C Em

There’s no way to control this . You can run but I’ll hunt you down

She’s Modeling
EE EE A7 A7

E E
She’s Modeling in London
A7
I’ve never been to Europe before
E E
She’s Modeling She’s chix
A7 B
I’m clipping her picture from a magazine

B A
I love her cause she’s so hot (x3)
A
Call me vain or what

E E
She’s Modeling She’s my wet dream
A7
She’s laid out on tropical sand
E E
She’s smiling She wants me
A7 B
She’s calling me to where she is

B A
I love her cause she’s so hot (x4)
B
I didn’t see the interview
A
I don’t want to hear her talk
B
I didn’t read the bad review
A A7
I just want to see her on the catwalk

E E A7 A7

She’s Modeling in LA
I could drive I wouldn’t have to fly
Three days Four days
I could be right be her side

I love her cause she’s so hot (x8

She’s Modeling She’s Modeling She’s Modeling
she’s making me crazy
She’s Modeling She’s Modeling She’s Modeling

WHERE DO I POINT MY LITTLE FINGER

F#m - Dm7

Where do I point my little finger

who is next on my hair trigger

doctor fill up my prescriptioin

feeds my raging hate additioin

All's I see's is blind injustice

I got so distraught I lost my job

where do I point my little finger

I'm the victim youre the dog

where do I point my little finger

certainly not in the mirror

only righteous comes from me

I only exist for thee

all my thoughts must be holy

hear my words don't think don't speak

i was born in the land of free

everybody look at me

where do i point my little finger

the one that doesn't have a ring

who could stand your stinkin thinkin

bitching about every little thing

this wolrd is rough

nobody makes it

my generations gonna die off too

maybe people'll start thinking clearly

in a hundred years or two

so point your finger point your finger point your finger back at you

FLOGGER

F#m A E

I'm tangled up . what's inside of that silver trunk

If it's a game . why does my heart race

F#m D
all these ropes . I should say no

A
the leathers bound so tightly

F#m D
this is the darkest night of my worthless little life

E
and I wouldn't dare ask to be untied

F#m Bm D F#m . F#m Bm D A

I'm on the cross . I'm getting robbed
I'm being bossed . and I don't have permission to get off
I'm getting whipped . and I love it

F#m D
I can't breathe . I feel squeezed

A
Lose contact with my knees

E F#m
Now I'm hanging from the ceiling upside down

D E
I'm spun around . I hear sounds

F#m
But I can only see the inside of this mask

F#m A E

I was out of line . You caught me being bad
So you locked me up in chains . Restained me with your straps
Scratched . Your hot fingernails into my back
Used . and bruised from being slapped

Through this metal ball gag I wimper out a cry
but I wouldn't dare ask to be untied

Fuck .Then Bad Blood

F#m D A

It used to be you stood next to me
I was on the outside looking in
It used to feel pretty real
Now I wouldn't want to feel your skin

Punks Sluts . Young lust
You fuck. then bad blood
Rust Grey . and blown away
Things don't change

you fuck. then bad blood

I hear the howl of wolves of the prowl
Seen the footprints all over the snow
It's a bad time for me to be cooking up meat
The heart of the wolf is hollow

Punks Sluts . Young lust
You fuck. then bad blood
Rust Grey . and blown away
Things don't change

you fuck. then bad blood

BEST SPOTS IN TOWN

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PICKIN' UP HER RADIO WAVES

HUNT YOU DOWN