Accords guitare pour Virtual Insanity (var.4) de Jamiroquai télécharger gratuitement et lire ou jouer en ligne: fichier .txt, 2.47 kb a 242 vues et 0 téléchargements.
From: ChefBeave@aol.com
Date: Mon, 22 Jun 1998 01:31:17 EDT
Subject: j/jamiroquai/virtual_insanity.crd
"Virtual Insanity"
Jamiroquai
from the album Travelling Without Moving
tabbed by Steven L. Nelly (chefbeave@aol.com)
Thanks to Alan Drori for the backbone of the song.
Chord spellings:
Ebm x68876
Fm7-5 x8989x
Gb9 x9899x
Bsus2 x24422
Cm7-5 x3434x
Bmaj7 x24342 for the main theme, and 7x887x for the chorus and transition
Bb7+5 6x677x
Ab7 464574
Db7 x46464
Gbmaj7 2x(4)321 (thumb the bass)
Ddim x5646(4)
Ebm7 x68676
Abm7 464444
Bb7 686796
Dbm x46654
Amaj7 5x665x
I have found that it is best to play this song without a pick. For each
chord, it sounds best to pluck the bass note with the thumb, and the melodic
notes immediately afterwords with the remaining fingers. This most resembles
how the chords are played on the keybords on the album.
Intro/Outro
Ebm Fm7-5 Gb9 Bsus2 Cm7-5 Bmaj7 Bb7+5
Main Theme:
Ebm Ab7 Db7 Gbmaj7 Cm7-5 Bbmaj7 Bb7+5 (Ebm)
Chorus:
Ebm Ddim Ebm7 Abm7 (4x)
Transition:
Ebm Bb7 Bmaj7 Abm7 Bbm7 (2x)
Dbm Ab7 Amaj7 Gbm7 Ab7
Ebm Bb7 Bmaj7 Abm7 Bbm7
Main Theme
Chorus
Outtro (same as intro)
LYRICS:
Intro:
Oh, yeah, what were livin' in, (let me tell ya)
Main theme:
It is a wonder man can eat at all. When things are big that should be small.
Who can tell, what magic spells, We'll be doing for us.
And I'm giving all my love to this world, Only to be told.
I can't see. I can't breathe. No more we will be.
And nothing's going to change The way we live.
Cause we can always take, But never give.
And now that things are Changing for the worse.
See, it's a crazy world we're living in. And I just can't see, that half of
us
Immersed in sin.
Is all we have to give to these--
CHORUS:
Futures made of virtual insanity Now always seem to be
Governed by the love we have for Useless, twisting, our new technology.
Oh, now there is no sound For we all live underground.
MAIN THEME
And I'm thinking what a mess we're in Hard to know where to begin
If I could slip the sickly flies that Earthly man has made.
And now every mother Can choose the color.
Of her child. That's not nature's way.
Well that's what they said yesterday. There's nothing left to do but pray.
I think it's time we found a new religion.
Woah, it's so insane. To synthesize another strain
There's something in these futures that We have to be told.
REPEAT CHORUS