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Аккорды к песне Chip Taylor — Fuck All The Perfect People

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[Verse 1]  
 C        E     Am F 
To be or not to be 
 C           E    Am     F 
To free or not to free 
 C           E    Am     F 
To crawl or not to crawl 
  C        G      C 
Fuck all those perfect people! 
 
 
[Verse 2] 
   C         E    Am    F 
To sleep or not to sleep 
   C         E   Am     F 
To creep or not to creep 
 C         E       Am      F 
And some can't remember, what others recall 
   C       G      C 
Fuck all those perfect people! 
 
 
[Chorus] 
 C    E     Am      F 
Sleepy eyes, waltzing through 
C       G          C 
No I'm not talking about you! 
 
 
[Verse 3] 
 C            E  Am     F 
To stand or not to stand 
 C           E    Am    F 
To plan or not to plan 
  C           E    Am    F 
To store or not to store 
  C        G      C 
Fuck all those perfect people! 
 
 
[Verse 4] 
  C          E     Am    F 
To drink or not to drink 
  C           E    Am     F 
To think or not to think 
   C       E         Am        F 
Some choose to dismember, you're rising your thoughts 
     C         G     C 
And fuck all those perfect people! 
 
 
[Chorus] 
 C    E     Am      F 
Sleepy eyes, waltzing through 
C       G          C 
No I'm not talking about you! 
 
 
[Verse 5] 
  C          E    Am     F 
To sing or not to sing 
  C          E     Am   F 
To swing or not to swing 
         C          E          Am          F 
(Hell) He fills up the silence like a choke on the wall 
  C        G      C 
Fuck all those perfect people! 
 
 
[Verse 6] 
  C          E    Am    F 
To pray or not to pray 
  C          E    Am    F 
To sway or not to sway 
 C         E        Am         F 
Jesus died for something - or nothing at all. 
  C        G      C 
Fuck all those perfect people! 
 
 
[Chorus] 
 C    E     Am      F 
Sleepy eyes, waltzing through 
C       G          C 
No I'm not talking about you! 
 

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