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From: [email protected] (Pete Palmer)
Straight to Hell
The Clash
Album: Combat Rock
This is how I play it. Improvements, comments, flames always welcome.
Lrics c/o uwp
Intro: Just these chords: D — — — — — — — — — — — A G — — — — — — —
D A G
5——5—-3————————————————————-|
7——5—-3————————————————————-|
7——6—-4————————————————————-|
7——7—-5————————————————————-|
5——7—-5————————————————————-|
——5—-3————————————————————-|
Play the following riff throughout the song where you see the D to G
chord sequence. Keep in mind that they change octaves with the different
effects. Bring ‘er down an octave and you have a lot of the bass line.
D G
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————————————5—3-3——5—3-3—————|
———4—-2-2——4—2-2——————————————|
0-2-4-2—————————————————————|
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and/or
D G
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———4—-2-2——4—2-2——————————————|
0-2-4-2—————————-2—0-0——2—0-0—————-|
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Then, for all of the Bm to G passages, use this for the lead:
Bm G
7—5———————————————————————|
——8—7—8—7—5——————————————————|
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Bm G
If you can play on the fiddle
Bm G
How’s about a British jig and reel?
D
Speaking King’s English in quotation
G
As railhead towns feel the steel mills rust
D
water froze in the
G
generation
Bm G
Clear as winter ice
Bm G
This is your paradise
D
There ain’t no need for ya
G
There ain’t no need for ya
D
Go straight to hell boys
G
Go straight to hell boys
Bm G
Y’wanna join in a chorus
Of the Amerasian blues?
When it’s Christmas out in Ho Chi Minh City
Kiddie say poppa poppa poppa poppa
San take me home
See me got photo photo
Photograph of you
Mamma Mamma Mamma-san
Of you and Mamma Mamma Mamma-san
Lemme tell ya ’bout your blood bamboo kid.
It ain’t Coca-Cola it’s rice.
Straight to hell
Oh Poppa-san
Please take me home
Oh Poppa-san
Everybody they wanna go home
So Mamma-san says
(Here is where you simply repeat th intro)
You wanna play mindcrazed banjo
On the druggy+drag ragtime U.S.A.?
In Parkland International
Hah! Junkiedom U.S.A.
Where procaine proves the purest rock man groove
and rat poison
The volatile Molatov says-
Go straight to hell
Can you really cough it up loud and strong
The immigrants
They wanna sing all night long
It could be anywhere
Most likely could be any frontier
Any hemisphere
No man’s land and there ain’t no asylum here
King Solomon he never lived round here
Go straight to hell boys
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Pete Palmer
[email protected]
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Go, little record go! — Pixies
