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Death Of A Martian

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Death Of A Martian

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标题:Death of a Martian

标签: 总谱

制谱人:thoun

附注:

Effect of rythm guitar :
it seems to be a phaser with speed at max.
If you don't have one, you can do something close 
with a tremolo (rate at max)

I'm not sure at all about solo : i've tabbed it with a poor 
acoustic so harmonics were impossible to try

节拍:Moderate ♩ = 111

和弦:Cm Gm D# D#sus2 A# G# G A#7 Fm6 Fm

音轨:

John (rythm) - 清音电吉他 Electric Guitar (clean)
John (solo L) - 驱动音效吉他 Overdriven Guitar
John (solo R) - 驱动音效吉他 Overdriven Guitar
Flea - 指拨电贝司 Electric Bass(finger)
Chad - 敲击乐器

注释:Effect on (press F5 for details)Effect offEffect onEffect offEffect onWith strange effectWith strange effectStrange noiseWith strange effectWith strange effectStrange noiseMay be replaced by harmonics

标记:Verse 1Pre-chorus 1Chorus 1Verse 2Pre-chorus 2Chorus 2BridgeEnd

歌曲: Death of a Martian

艺人:Red Hot Chili Peppers

专辑:Stadium Arcadium

歌词:

Bear paws and rascal power

Watching us in your garage

Big girl you ate the neighbor

The nova is over

Wake up and play

By the radio

Make room for Clara's bare feet

The love of a Martian

Tick tock and waiting for the meteor

This clock is opening another door

Lots of love just keep it comin'

Making something out of nothin'

These are the best that I

I don't know how to say

Losin' what I love today

These are the best that I

Lots of love just keep it comin'

Making something out of nothin'

These are the best that I

I don't know [what] to say

[Look at] what I've lost today

And these are the things that I

Blood flowers in the kitchen

Signing off and winding down

This martain ends her mission

The nova is over

She caught the ball

By the mission bell

Chase lizards bark at donkeys

The love of a martian

Let's bow our head

And let the trumpets blow

Our girl is gone

God bless her little soul

Lots of love just keep it comin'

Making something out of nothin'

These are the best that I

I don't know how to say

Losin' what I love today

These are the best that I

Lots of love just keep it comin'

Making something out of nothin'

These are the best that I

I don't know what to say

[Look at] what I've lost today

And these are the things that I

She's got a sword in case though this is not her lord in case the one who can't afford to face her image is restored to grace. Disappeared. No trace. Musky tears. Suitcase. The down turn brave little burncub bearcareless turnip snare rampages pitch color pages...down and out but not in Vegas. Disembarks and disengages. No loft. Sweet pink canary cages plummet pop dewskin fortitude for the sniffing black noses that snort and allude to the dangling trinkets that mimic the dirt cough go drink its. It's for you. Blue battered naval town slip kisses delivered by duck muscles and bottlenosed grifters arrive in time to catch the late show. It's a beehive barrel race. A shehive stare and chase wasted feature who tried and failed to reach her. Embossed beneath a box in the closet that's lost. The kind that you find when you mind your own business. Shiv sister to the quickness before it blisters into the newmorning milk blanket. Your ilk is funny to the turnstyle touch bunny whose bouquet set a course for bloom without decay. get your broom and sweep echoes of yesternights fallen freckles...AWAY!!!