Backyard Babies - Look At You

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LOOK AT YOU 
(Borg, Dregen) 

Ackord:

   D   A   E     A5    F#5   B5   D5   E5
e-----------------------------------------
B-----------------------------------------
G--2-----------------------------7-----9--
D--0---2---------7-----4-----9---7-----9--
A------0---2-----7-----4-----9---5-----7--
E----------0-----5-----2-----7------------


1, 2, 3, 4 
Intro:
A  D  A  D  A  D  A  D  E  D  E   D   E   D  E  D   E  D

Vers 1: (palm mute)

A
Look at you, man, look at the band
F#5 
Look at the day, don´t throw it away
B5 
I need a pill and a coffee re-fill 
                D5
And everything is gonna be alrigh I sweart 
 

Vers 2: Same chords (No p.m)

Look at your cat and your eighty square flat
Look at your view over Stockholm´s Zoo
 Maybe you´re wrong but maybe I´m right 
`Cause I guess I´m born black and white 

Brygga:

D5                                          E5
You know you could be a rock n´ roll star
                                D5
No matter who you are  It´s all the same 
                                         E5
`Cause you´re a real dead end 

Chorus : Same as intro

That´s what you are 
Believe I´m gonna have myself a ball 
And I don´t care if you don´t like 
How I act when I´m on top of your wife 
I´m going down, I´m running up 
I´m walking zig-zag and I´m tripping too much 
So hold your fire, I´m coming through 
I´ve gotta kill another bottle of doom 

Middle:

D5                                  A5
Now everybody wanna dance with you
D5                                     A5           E5          D5 
I cannot dance `cause my boots are stuck with glue
                             A5         
Everybody wanna talk too much
      E5     D5     A5 
But all I want is you 

Vers 3 : same as verses before

Look at your amount on your credit card account 
A billion dollar tour but I just go for 
B5           B5         B5           B5
Heads up, legs up, stay-ups, fuck-ups 
                    D5
`Cause everything is gonna be alright, right 
Well, I said, right, right, right 

Drum fill.

That´s what you are 
Solo: (intro)

Chorus:

That´s what you are 
Believe I´m gonna have myself a ball 
And I don´t care if you don´t like 
How I act when I´m on top of your wife 
I´m going down, I´m running up 
I´m walking zig-zag and I´m tripping too much 
So hold your fire, I´m coming through 
I´ve gotta kill another bottle of doom 

I´m going down, I´m running up 
I´m walking zig-zag and I´m tripping too much 
So hold your fire, I´m coming through 
I´ve gotta kill another bottle of doom 

Middle:

Now everybody wanna dance with you 
I cannot dance `cause my boots are stuck with glue 
Everybody wanna talk too much 
But all I want is you 
          E5  D5      A5
Yeah, all I want is you
        E5      D5        A5  
So why can´t I have you