Learn and Play Music: Guns Are For Pussies guitar tab - 311 tabs

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  'Guns (are for pussies)'
  Performed by 311
  From the album "311" on Capricorn Records
  Music by:  C. Sexton
  Lyrics by:  N. Hexum & D. Martinez
  (c) 1995 Allegiance Music/Hydroponic Music BMI
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  Tabbed by: Josh Tyson (jotyson@vt.edu)
  Additions/Corrections by: Douglas E Binkley (binkldjm@icx.net)
                            Luc (diamondseaX@hotmail.com)
  The 311 Guitar Archive -- http://chromosome.colorado.edu/311archive/
  
  
  Riff 1 (w/Distortion):
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     N.C.
  1:-------------------------------------------------------
  2:-------------------------------------------------------
  3:-------------------------------------------------------
  4:-------------------------------------------------------
  5:-0-4-0-4-5--5--0-4-0-4-5--5----------------------------
  6:----------------------------0-2-0-2-3--3--0-2-0-2-3--3-
  
  Riff 2 (w/Distortion):
  ======================
     N.C.
  1:------------------------------------------------
  2:------------------------------------------------
  3:------------------------------------------------
  4:------------------------------------------------
  5:------------2----------------------2------------
  6:-1--3--3-3-----3--3-3---1--3--3-3-----3--3-3--3-
  
     N.C.
  1:-------------------------------------------------
  2:-------------------------------------------------
  3:-------------------------------------------------
  4:-------------------------------------------------
  5:------------2----------------------3--5--2--0----
  6:-1--3--3-3-----3--3-3---1--3--3-3--------------3-
  
  Chorus (w/Distortion):
  ======================
     N.C.
  1:----------------------------
  2:----------------------------
  3:----------------------------
  4:----------------------------
  5:----------------------------
  6:-0-5-0-0-5--5--0-3-2-0-2--2-
  
  Ending (w/Distortion):
  ======================
     D5/A   F#5/C#->F5/C D5/A   F#5/C#->F5/C
  1:----------------------------------------
  2:----------------------------------------
  3:----------------------------------------
  4:-7-7-7--11-11-10-11--7-7-7--11-11-10-11-
  5:-5-5-5--9--9--8--9---5-5-5---9--9--8--9-
  6:-5-5-5--9--9--8--9---5-5-5---9--9--8--9-
  
     E5/B   F#5/C#->F5/C E5/B   F#5/C#->F5/C->E5/B 
  1:---------------------------------------
  2:---------------------------------------
  3:---------------------------------------
  4:-9-9-9--11-11-10-11--9-9-9--11-11-10-9-
  5:-7-7-7---9--9--8--9--7-7-7---9--9--8-7-
  6:-7-7-7---9--9--8--9--7-7-7---9--9--8-7-
  
  
  Lyrics/Song Structure:
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  ---> Play Riff 1 over:
     Here comes the thunder down under, we're natural wonders
     Night falls when we leave all you feel is the hunger
     Sunrises of people all shapes and sizes
     Dig on the decade and realize it's funky
     No matter this rude boy stll got that swagger
     My ears have heard all these crews but we're badder
     Interracial, special, positive beings
     I am I be a cool awakwening
  ---> Play Riff 2 over:
     It's getting hectic the metrics the body electric
     Everybody in worn out blue jeans or tacky dresses
     This is the city we've reached we've come to
     Go unrecognized on the corner or make moves
     All the lights are red all the poets are dead
     A familiar nightmare appears in my head
     Times are a changin' myself I'm rearrangin'
     Dream eight-thousand-five-twelve all blazin'
  ---> Play Chorus (x2) over:
     Born to act out, paranoid with a gat
     Born to act out, think you know where it's at
     Born to act out, but you're lookin' like a sissie
     Born to act out, guns are for pussies
  ---> Play Riff 1 over:
     I'm not from Philly but some say I'm a blunt
     That's just the way I am and no I'm not going to front
     And yes I took a trip to find out about the ways of big
     City seedy bars and drugs that make you feel shitty
     Pretty older women in skirts conversation frisky
     Stinking cigarettes and plenty of bourbon whisky
     Sad classical music on the jukebox of doom
     Hollywood Blvd. Barfly frolic room
  ---> Play Riff 2 over:
     Tomb of lost souls some beyond salvage
     Some just having fun opening steam valvage
     I was one becoming the other hellbent to discover
     Had to pull up the reigns or else smother
     Take it brother all the way and then you're scared
     Don't want to be unprepared
     You're getting paranoid, and then guns are shared
     You guys think you're hard, but you're in fear of getting harmed
     I fear no man and I am unarmed
  ---> Play Chorus (x2) over:
     Born to act out, paranoid with a gat
     Born to act out, think you know where it's at
     Born to act out, but you're lookin' like a sissie
     Born to act out, guns are for pussies
  ---> Play Ending (x2)
  ---> End on E5 (022xxx)

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