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The king is dead

Text: J. Berg
Musik: J. Berg / M.Sköld

Text

Thin december air is like the dry ice smoke
You’ll come to your senses or inhale and choke
My IQ allows me to brush you aside
You’re zeros and ones, you’re wrong where I’m right

Chorus:

Now, the tyrant is dead and his lady is free
I am going ahead with the reinvention of me
Now the king lies here dead,
now the king lies here dead

It’s not as wet as the rain or
as cold as the snow
It drives him in hard to the sane
and the simple soul

I take a charge at my chance
you know how it is
Let go of my hand
You know how it is

Chorus…

And my IQ allows me to brush you aside

Chorus…

Ackord

Intro:

Gitarr 1 (rent ljud):
e --------------------------------------------------
B --------5-----------5-----------5-----------4-----
G -----------6-----------4-----------6-----------4--
D -----6-----------6-----------7--------------------
A --4-----------7-----------0--------------6--------
E --------------------------------------7-----------

Gitarr 1 (dist):
e --------0-----------0-----------0----------------
B -----------0-----------0-----------0-------4-----
G -----------------------------2----------------4--
D -----6-----------6----------------------4--------
A --4-----------7-----------0-----------2----------
E -------------------------------------------------

|C#m  E  |A  B  | 2+2x


C#m              A                B      C#m
  Thin December air is like the dry ice smoke
                         A        B           C#m
  you will come to your senses or inhale and choke
           A           B         C#m
  My IQ allows me to brush you aside
                     A             B
  you are zeros and ones, you're wrong when I'm right


|A    |F#m  B  |


C#m        B         E
  Now the tyrant is dead
           B
  and his lady is free

|C#m  B  |C#m  B  |

A             F#m
  I am going ahead
                B
  with the reinvention of me

|C#m  B  |C#m  B  |

  Now the king lies here dead

|C#m   |E    |A    |B    | 2x


C#m                       A           B          C#m
  It's not as wet as the rain, or as cold as the snow
                             A            B      C#m
  drives him in hard to the sane and the simple soul
                          A           B         C#m
  I take a charge at my chance, you know how it is
                A          B
  let go of my hand, you know how it is

|A    |F#m  B  |

C#m       B          E
  Now the tyrant is dead
           B
  and his lady is free

|C#m  B  |C#m  B  |

A             F#m
  I am going ahead
                B
  with the reinvention of me

|C#m  B  |C#m  B  |

E                                     G#7
  And my IQ allows me, to brush you aside

|A     |F#m  B  | 3x


C#m       B          E
  Now the tyrant is dead
           B
  and his lady is free

|C#m  B  |C#m  B  |

A             F#m
  I am going ahead
                B
  with the reinvention of me

|C#m  B  |C#m  B  |

C#m        B         E
  Now the tyrant is dead
           B
  and his lady is free

|C#m  B  |C#m  B  |

A             F#m
  I am going ahead
                B
  with the reinvention of me

|C#m  B  |C#m  B  |

  Now the king lies here dead...

|C#m  B  |C#m  B  |



Kommentar: G#7 = 464544


Gitarr i andra halvan av versen:
    C#m     A    B     C#m     A   B     A         F#m  B
e --------------------------------------------------------------------
B --------------------------------------------------------------------
G --------------------------------------------------------------------
D --6----9-------------6----9------------------------------------------
A ----------7----7-6-----------7---7-6---7----6----4----6--------------
E --------------------------------------------------------------------


Gitarr i refrängen:

e -------7-----7-----7-------------7-----7-----7-------------
B --7/9-----9-----9-----9--7---7h9----9-----9-----9--7--7/9--


e -------7-----7-----7-------------7-----7-----7------
B --7/9-----9-----9-----9--7---7h9----9-----9-----9\--