Soul Asylum - Never Really Been - аккорды

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		   I have had some more requests for older Soul Asylum. The album version of
this song does not do it justice. It is an incredible song live and there is
a live version on the b-side of the "Runaway Train" single. We used to play
this acoustic, but a 'full' band version is also great. Again,
questions/comment/requests email me at: TJGriffey@aol.com.

Band: Soul Asylum
Song: Never Really Been
Album: Made To Be Broken

Intro
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Verse 1:
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Sirens are a screaming, shots rang out at night
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Movie cameras rollin' in....
And there goes my hero, with his head between his legs
And all this time I believed in him....

Bridge (same as intro)

Verse 2:
Now what is the sound of snow falling down
On a tombstone in the dead of night
And who is the hound at the downtown dog pound
Who speaks English when the watchman's not in sight
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And where will you be in 1993?
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Still sitting in the same chair
Sitting is for sinners and I'm just a beginner
And I've never really been much else

Bridge

Verse 3:
Hey ain't it strange how something's never change
Ain't it strange how nothing stays the same
You were thinking I was distressed about some universal press
I was just impressed about my last pinball game

Bridge

I've learned to accept and to expect
The respect and neglect that I get
And I try not to forget about what hasn't happened yet
And on this I place my last bet
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And did you get what you give? Did you get what you give?
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But your best shall wear and tell
Winning is for winners and I know 'Luck Street' follows winners
But I've never really been much else
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You know it's harder to be nice, when hate becomes your vice
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And you can't find peace anywhere
Love is not just for lover's, get off your high horse brother
Drop your fists and get out of here