Hợp âm Garbage grove

Lời & hợp âm

[Verse 1]
[G](Here they come now, you see that?
Yep both of the crews
They look they gonna fight)

[Verse 2]
We took [G]this trip to garden grove.
It smelt like lou- [F]dog inside [G]the van.
Oh yea, This ain't no
funky reg[Am]gae party,
$5 at [G]the door.
It gets so real sometimes,
Who wrote my rhyme?
I've got the microwave, got [F]the [G]VCR.
I got the deuce deuce in
the trunk of my car.
Oh yea, If you only knew all the
love that I found,
[F]It's har[G]d to keep my
soul on the [F]ground.
[G]Your a fool; don't fuck
around [C]with my [G]dog.
All that I can [Am]see I s[G]teal.
I [F]fill up my garage.
[G]'Cause in my [C]min[G]d,
Music from Ja[C]maica all
the [G]love that I found,
Pull over there's a reason why
my soul's unsound.

[Verse 3]
It's [G]you,
It's that shit [Bb]stuck [C]under [G]my shoe
It's that [Bb]smell in[Cm]side [G]the van
It's my [Bb]bed sheet [Cm]covered with s[G]and
Sitting [Bb]through a [Cm]shitty [G]band
Get[Eb]ting [Bb]dog shit o[Cm]n my ha[G]nds
[Bb]Getting [Cm]hassled by the [G]man
Waking [Bb]up to an al[C]arm[G]
Stick[Bb]ing needles i[Cm]n yo[G]ur arm
Picking up [Bb]trash on [Cm]the freeway
Feeling de[Bb]pressed [Cm]every [G]day
Leaving [Bb]without [Cm]making [G]a sound
Pickin' up my dog [Bb]up at the pound
Livin' in a [Cm]tweeker pad[G]
[Bb]Gettin' [Cm]yell[G]ed a[Bb]t by my Da[Cm]d
[G]Saying I'm [Bb]happy [C]when I'm [G]not
Finding [Bb]roaches [C]in [G]the pot[Bb][C]

[Verse 4]
[G]Oh, all these things I d[G]o
[G]They're waiting for you[Cm]