Cifras
Rich Kids

Tono: C

Introducción:

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           C                                               A7 
You know I love to make a connection,
       Dm                                       G 
I love to conspire and steal.
                   C                                                 A7 
And you know I love to write good rock songs, honey
   Dm                                   G 
That's all good and real.
                 C                     A7 
I was born, and I cried,
         Dm                       Abm                 G     F     C 
I lived the dirty life and I died on fire,
                   A7 
And so slow,
         Dm                                     G 
But I could get used to this.
         C                                         A7 
I used to be friends with rich kids,
         Dm                                               G 
But all they talked about was me,
                           C                                                 A7 
'Cause I was looking for a date on the corner,
               Dm                                           G 
Like a foghorn shouting in the breeze.
                     C                   A7 
And I'll bake on a cloud,
             Dm                           Abm                         G       F     C 
I'll spare the very strength to look down, in case
                     A7 
You're in tow,
         Dm                                     G 
But I could get used to this.
       C                                         A7 
I finally grew a leg in Thailand,
     Dm                                   G 
Marauding on a typhus flu,
                             C                                             A7 
'Cause I was stirring up a phase in Nashville,
                       Dm                                                         G 
Where the plots don't care 'bout what you do.
                 C                     A7 
I was born, and I cried,
         Dm                       Abm                 G     F     C 
I lived the dirty life and I died on fire,
                   A7 
And so slow,
         Dm                                     G 
But I could get used to this.
 C                                         Em 
Dog faced flies would kill to survive,
   F                               C 
Hydrogen tigers, too.
     C                                                     Em 
When you're in doubt, simply even it out,
           F                                               G 
Now what does that say about you?
               C                               A7 
I was lying by a sunny window,
     Dm                                 G 
Fawning on a stormy sea.
                 C                                             A7 
I was calling you to find some codeines,
                 Dm                                         G 
Here's hoping you know what I mean.
                 C                     A7 
I was born, and I cried,
         Dm                       Abm                 G     F     C 
I lived the dirty life and I died on fire,
                   A7 
And so slow,
         Dm                                     G 
But I could get used to this.