Libertines - Time For Heroes - аккорды

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Submitted By Mark H ... Props go to some other guy I just copied and pasted it so
that everyone has a good tab of the song. It sounds pretty much perfect to me.


[Intro]

A (x9)

                D       F#m
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot?
Bm                              G   G     G  G
Shovelled up like muck, and set the night on fire.
G  G    D                      F#m
Wombles bleed.  Truncheons and Shields,
G                         A
You know I cherish you my love.

              D                   F#m
But there's a rumour spread nasty disease around town,
Bm                           G    G   G    G
Caught round the houses with your trousers down.
G G    D            F#m              G              A
A head rush, in the bush, you know I cherish you my love.
          G              A        A  A  G#  G
Oh, how I cherish you my love,
                     Gm
Tell me what can you want, now you've got it all.
D               F#m                       Bm                 G
Ah the scene is obscene, time'll strip it away, a year and a day.
         A
And Bill Bones, Bill Bones knows what I mean,
              D            F#m
He knows it's eating, it's chewing me up,
             Bm                          G    G   G  G     G
And it's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood...
G     D                   F#m   G                   A
It's all, it's all in my hands, and it's all up the walls.
        D                            F#m
All the stale chips are up, and they hope stakes are down,
          Bm                    G     G    G    G     G
It's these ignorant faces, they bring this town down.
G D                       F#m
I sighed, and sunken with pride,
  G                        A
I passed myself down on my knees,
      G                        A      A  A  G#  G
Yes I passed myself down on my knees,
                         Gm                      D
Now tell me what can you want, see you've got it all.
                     F#m
The whole scene is obscene,
                    Bm                G
Time will strip it away, a year and a day.
         A
And Bill Bones, Bill Bones knows what I mean.
                 D            F#m
He knows there's fewer more distressing sights,
                Bm               G   G    G
Then that of an English man in a baseball cap.
G   G     D                        F#m
Now we'll die in the class we were born,
             G                    A
And that's a class of our own, my love.
  G                    A
A class of our own, my love.


[Solo]

   D       F#m     Bm       G
e|--------------------------------------|
B|---7-5-7---7-5-7---7-5-7--8-8-8-8-7-5-|
G|-7-------6-------4--------------------|
D|--------------------------------------|
A|--------------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------|

   D       F#m     G           A
e|---------------------------------------|
B|---7-5-7---7-5-7--------5-7--8-8-8-8-5-|
G|-7-------6-------44--77----------------|
D|---------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------|

   D             F#m         Bm              G
e|---------------2-0---------7--5--2--0------1-1-1-1-0-|
B|-------3---3-------3---3---------------3-------------|
G|---2-4---4---4-------4---4---------------4-----------|
D|-4---------------------------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------------|

   G                         F#m                 G               A
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-3---3---3---3---3---3---3---------------------77777777-88888888-7-8-7-8-10-8-7-8-7-10-|
G|---4---4---4---4---4---4---------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------4-3-2-0---0---0---------------------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------2---2---2-------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
                                                 **

D
Ahh, ah,
F#m
Ahh, ah,
Bm            G G G G G G
Ahh, ah ahh ahhh.
D
Ahh, ah,
F#m
Ahh, ah,
G              A
Ah, ah ahh ahhh.
                D       F#m
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot?
Bm                              G   G     G  G
Shovelled up like muck, and set the night on fire.
G  G    D                      F#m
Wombles bleed.  Truncheons and Shields,
           G              A
You know I cherish you my love.
      G              A      A  A  A  D
And I cherish you my love.