The Final Cut Pink Floyd
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Artur Kasperski
2 months ago
Comment: Opracowanie utworu na gitarÄ™ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=564xkQxkXco&t=287s
Comment: Opracowanie utworu na gitarÄ™ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=564xkQxkXco&t=287s
Instrument:
Lyrics
Guitar
Difficulty:
Intermediate
Tuning:
E A D G B E
Difficulty:
Tuning:
through the fish eyed lens of tear stained eyes
i can barely define the shape of this moment in time
and far from flying high in clear blue skies
i'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where i hide
if you negotiate the minefield in the drive
and beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes
and if you make it past the shotgun in the hall
dial the combination. open the priesthole
and if i'm in i'll tell you what's behind the wall
there's a kid who had a big hallucination
making love to girls in magazines
he wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith
could anybody love him
or is it just a crazy dream
and if i show you my dark side
will you still hold me tonight
and if i open my heart to you
and show you my weak side
what would you do
would you sell your story to rolling stone
would you take the children away
and leave me alone
and smile in reassurance
as you whisper down the phone
would you send me packing
or would you take me home
thought i oughta bare my naked feelings
thought i oughta tear the curtain down
i held the blade in trembling hands
prepared to make it but just then the phone rang
i never had the nerve to make the final cut
F C
Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes
Bb F
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time.
F C
And far from flying high in clear blue skies,
Bb F
I'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where I hide.
Bb F
If you negotiate the minefield in the drive,
Bb F
And beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes,
Bb C Dm
And if you make it past the shotgun in the hall,
Gm7
Dial the combination, open the priesthole
F
And if I'm in I'll tell you what's behind the wall.
Am F
There's a kid who had a big hallucination
Am C
Making love to girls in magazines.
Bb Dm
He wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith.
Gm7
Could anybody love him
C F C Bb F
Or is it just a crazy dream ?
F C
And if I show you my dark side
Bb F
Will you still hold me tonight?
F C
And if I open my heart to you
Bb
And show you my weak side,
F
What would you do?
Bb F
Would you sell your story to Rolling Stone?
Bb
Would you take the children away
F
And leave me alone?
Bb C
And smile in reassurance
Dm
As you whisper down the phone,
Gm7
Would you send me packing,
C F
Or would you take me home?
Am F Am C Bb Dm Gm7 C F
Am F
Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings,
Am C
Thought I oughta tear the curtain down.
Bb
I held the blade in trembling hands,
Dm Gm7
Prepared to make it but just then the phone rang,
F Bb F
I never had the nerve to make the final cut.
F
Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained C
eyesI can
A#
barely define the shape of this moment inF
time.And
F
far from flying high in clear blue C
skies,I'm
A#
spiralling down to the hole in the ground where I F
hide.A#
If you negotiate the F
minefield in the drive,A#
And beat the dogs and cheat the cold F
electronic eyes,A#
And if you C
make it past the Dm
shotgun in the hall,Gm7
Dial the combination, open the priestholeAnd if I'm in I'll tell
F
you what's behind the wall.Am
There's a kid who had a big hallF
ucinationAm
Making love to girls in magaC
zines.He
A#
wonders if you're sleeping with your Dm
new found faith.Gm7
Could anybody love himOr is it just a
C
crazy F
dreamC
? A#
F
And
F
if I show you my C
dark sideWill you still hold
A#
me toF
night?And
F
if I open my C
heart to youAnd show you my
A#
weak side,What would you
F
do?A#
Would you sell your story to Rolling F
Stone?A#
Would you take the children awayF
And leave me alone?And
A#
smile in reasC
suranceAs you
Dm
whisper down the phone,Gm7
Would you send me packing,C
Or would you take me F
home?Am
F
Am
C
A#
Dm
Gm7
C
F
Am
Thought I oughta bare my naked F
feelings,Am
Thought I oughta tear the curtain C
down.I
A#
held the blade in trembling hands,Pre
Dm
pared to make it but Gm7
just then the phone rang,I never had the nerve to make the final
F
cut. A#
F
through the fish eyed lens of tear stained eyes
i can barely define the shape of this moment in time
and far from flying high in clear blue skies
i'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where i hide
if you negotiate the minefield in the drive
and beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes
and if you make it past the shotgun in the hall
dial the combination. open the priesthole
and if i'm in i'll tell you what's behind the wall
there's a kid who had a big hallucination
making love to girls in magazines
he wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith
could anybody love him
or is it just a crazy dream
and if i show you my dark side
will you still hold me tonight
and if i open my heart to you
and show you my weak side
what would you do
would you sell your story to rolling stone
would you take the children away
and leave me alone
and smile in reassurance
as you whisper down the phone
would you send me packing
or would you take me home
thought i oughta bare my naked feelings
thought i oughta tear the curtain down
i held the blade in trembling hands
prepared to make it but just then the phone rang
i never had the nerve to make the final cut
i can barely define the shape of this moment in time
and far from flying high in clear blue skies
i'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where i hide
if you negotiate the minefield in the drive
and beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes
and if you make it past the shotgun in the hall
dial the combination. open the priesthole
and if i'm in i'll tell you what's behind the wall
there's a kid who had a big hallucination
making love to girls in magazines
he wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith
could anybody love him
or is it just a crazy dream
and if i show you my dark side
will you still hold me tonight
and if i open my heart to you
and show you my weak side
what would you do
would you sell your story to rolling stone
would you take the children away
and leave me alone
and smile in reassurance
as you whisper down the phone
would you send me packing
or would you take me home
thought i oughta bare my naked feelings
thought i oughta tear the curtain down
i held the blade in trembling hands
prepared to make it but just then the phone rang
i never had the nerve to make the final cut
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Artur Kasperski
Opracowanie utworu na gitarÄ™
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=564xkQxkXco&t=287s
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