Twisted Wheel - Strife

INTRO 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. Strife, strife, strife, strife, strife, strife, strife. Young boy (azchords.com)

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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 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. Painting pictures of life, Caught in a strife, Caught in a strife. Painting pictures of life, Caught in a strife, Caught i (guitaretab.com)

Painting pictures of life, Caught in a strife, Caught in a strife. Gmaj7th In a strife, Gmaj7th In a stri-ife, G Strife, strife, strife, strife, strife, strife, strife. 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. Painting pictures of life, Caught in a strife, Caught in a strife. Painting pictures of life, Caught in a strife, Caught in a strife. yeah Fmaj7th Fmaj7 (azchords.com)

INTRO 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. Strife, strife, strife, strife, strife, strife, strife. From the (guitaretab.com)