Strife Twisted Wheel
C/B Fmaj7th Gmaj7th
INTRO
Am Am D D Fmaj7th Fmaj7th Gmaj7th Gmaj7th
[C]Sheila, [D]She's a dealer,
[G]Dropped off in a b[C]lue three whe[C/B]eler,
Am (ring)
Shaves her leg...
Fmaj7th
With a tater peeler,
Fmaj7th
Sheila had a dealer.
Hard life, born in a puddle,
Wrong game led her into trouble,
Now she's locked in a cage,
She's lower than rage,
Down from a high phase.
Billy, Billy's uncle,
Went away, got lost in the jungle,
All he can say,
We may find him some day,
We may meet him some day.
In a tribe, on a keyring,
Shrunk his head them shrinkers feed,
They suck on his bones,
They won't leave him alone,
Billy's uncle's alone.
(Chorus)
[C] Painting [C/B]pictures of li[Am]fe,
G Fmaj7th
Caught in a strife,
[G]Caught in a s[C]trife.
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Painting pictures of life,
Caught in a strife,
Caught in a strife.
Gmaj7th
In a strife,
Gmaj7th
In a stri-ife,
G (Barred)
Strife, strife, strife, strife, strife, strife, strife.
From the park, to the station,
Young boy lets out his frustration,
With a pen, again and again,
It's in marker pen.
It says, was 'ere,
95, 96, 7, 8, 99,
Now he's doin' some time,
He's doin' some time.
(Chorus)
Painting pictures of life,
Caught in a strife,
Caught in a strife.
Painting pictures of life,
Caught in a strife,
Caught in a strife.
[Am]Now no one knows any better,
Yeah yeah [D]yeah Am
You wrote the words in the letter,
[Am]Now no one knows any better,
Yeah yeah [D]yeah Fmaj7th Fmaj7th Gmaj7th Gmaj7th
I wrote the words in the letter.
Henry, sells junk,
Candles, Lampshades to air rifles,
But he don't know, where they will all go,
The antiques roadshow, maybe.
Someday, tranna make some money,
Mr. Monaco thought Henry was funny,
Henry don't lie,
So he shoots him in the eye,
There are bullets in your eyes!
(Chorus)
Painting pictures of life,
Caught in a strife,
Caught in a strife.
Painting pictures of life,
Caught in a strife,
Caught in a strife.
Painting pictures of life,
Caught in a strife,
Caught in a stri-i-i-ife.
Painting pictures of life,
Caught in a strife,
Caught in a strife.
Gmaj7th
In a strife,
Gmaj7th
In a stri-ife,
G (barred) G
Strife, strife, strife, strife, strife, strife, strife
Made A few Adjustment to a previous post, sounds more like the real thing.
Cheers Craig
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