Tropical Fuck Storm — Lose The Baby

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                                   Tropical Fuck Storm
                                  Lose The Baby (cover)

                                 B-side of Soft Power 7"

                                Originally by Lost Animal


                   Tip: theres a lot of improvised melodies around the chords,
                 play with sus2s, sus4s and A minor scale especially for longer
                 held chords. Gareth switches between strumming and arpeggiating
                the chords. Its pretty loose just fuck around and have fun with it.



[Verse 1]
Am                       G      Dm
   The night sits upon a golden song
       Dm
With a noose in her bag...     She said
Am                     G         F
"Listen boy you better run, run, run"
F

Am                                      G         Dm
   Down on the street they're trying to steal her car
          Dm
With cold lips, blue hearts...     Saying
Am                    G         F
"Lose the baby or you won't get far"
F


[Chorus]
                         G    C        F
And if you think that it,       cuts me up
            F
I'm gonna   sharpen up my tongue and really
Am         G    F
        Cut you up
F

                         G    C        F
And if you think that it,      gets me down
            F
I'm gonna   gather all my strength and really
  Dm    Am   G    F
  Drag  you  un-  der
F


[Verse 2]
Am                               G      Dm
   Here comes a drummer with the golden arm
          Dm
Hes got a noose in a bag...     He wants to
Am                             G      F
Hang it on the singer with the golden lung
F

N.C.          Am                     G         Dm
Shes singing, "you're sunglasses and I'm white light"
                Dm
Out here on the roof-less ocean you sing
Am                   G         F
   Be-bopa-lula baby that's al-right
F


[Chorus]
                         G    C        F
And if you think that it,       cuts me up
            F
I'm gonna   sharpen up my tongue and really
Am         G    F
        Cut you up
F

                         G    C        F
And if you think that it,      gets me down
            F
I'm gonna   gather all my strength and really
  Dm    Am   G    F
  Drag  you  un-  der
F


[Solo] x 2
Am    G
Dm
Am    G
F


[Verse 3]
    Am                            G          Dm
And down on the beach they're all covered in fun
          Dm
With cold hearts, hot action...     I see a
Am                  G          F
Five foot car and a seven foot boo-zer
F

    Am                             G              Dm
And back up on the street they are still pain-ted blue
             Dm
They're only wish-ing on a star...     Saying
Am                    G         F
"Lose the baby or you won't get far"
F


[Chorus]
                         G    C        F
And if you think that it,       cuts me up
            F
I'm gonna   sharpen up my tongue and really
Am         G    F
        Cut you up
F

                         G    C        F
And if you think that it,      gets me down
            F
I'm gonna   gather all my strength and really
  Dm    Am   G    F
  Drag  you  un-  der
F


[Ending]
F    x4