标题:It磗 the End of the World as We Know It

副标题:(And I Feel Fine)

标签: 总谱

制谱人:Tabbed by Pol Rodriguez

附注:
La ultima ves que conecto mi guitarra a la compu para 
acer una tab. Genera muchas notas basura. Aun asi, 
digo que es legible.

节拍:Moderate ♩ = 201

音轨:
  1. Bataka - 敲击乐器
  2. Bajo - 指拨电贝司 Electric Bass(finger)
  3. Lira Acustica - 钢弦吉他 Acoustic Guitar(steel)
  4. Lira Lider - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
  5. Piano - 大钢琴 Acoustic Grand Piano
  6. Feedback - 吉他泛音 Guitar Harmonics
  7. Vocal - 人声“嘟”音 Voice Oohs
  8. Vocal Segundo - 合唱“啊”音 Choir Aahs
  9. Platillos y pandero - 敲击乐器
标记:RedoblesVerso 1Verso 2Coro 1Verso 3PrecoroCoro 2PuentePianoCoro 3Verso 4PrecoroCoro 4DescansoInterludioCoro 5Coro 6Outro

艺人:REM

专辑:Eponymous

歌词:
Thats  great,  it  starts  with  an  earthquake,
birds and snakes, an aeroplane
Lenny Bruce is not afraid.
Eye of a hurricane,
listen to yourself churn
world serves its own needs,
regardless of your own needs.
Feed it up a knock, speed,
grunt no, strength no.
Ladder structure clatter with fear of height, down height.
Wire in a fire, represent the seven games
in a government for hire
and a combat site.
Left her, wasnt coming in a hurry with the furies
breathing down your neck.
Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered crop.
Look at that low plane!
Fine then.
Uh oh, overflow, population, common group, but itll do.
Save yourself,
serve yourself.
World serves its own needs,
listen to your heart bleed. Tell me with the rapture and the
reverent in the right
right.
You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright
light, feeling pretty psyched.
Its the end of the world as we know it.
Its the end of the world as we know it.
Its the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
Six oclock - TV hour.
Dont get caught in foreign tower.
Slash and burn, return,
listen to yourself churn.
Lock him in uniform and book burning, blood letting.
Every motive escalate.
Automotive incinerate.
Light a candle, light a motive. Step down, step down.
Watch a heel crush, crush.
Uh oh, this means no fear
cavalier.
Renegade and steer clear!
A tournament, a tournament, a tournament of lies.
Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives
and I decline.
The other night I tripped a nice continental drift divide.
Mount St. Edelite.
Leonard Bernstein.
Leonid Breshnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs.
Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom!
You symbiotic, patriotic, slam, but neck,
right? Right.

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