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Yes, I do play the solo, but I'm not going to tab it out. I know parts, but
not all of it. I just fake what I don't know. Maybe someday... :)
Fill 1:
Ok. From here on in, there will be two different guitar parts.
Guitar 1: Guitar 2:
Strange part:
"one, two, three, four"
Ending
Well, it's certainly not everything, but it corrects some things that I
thought were wrong about the previous post. Again, any corrections or
comments, please e-mail me.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ \\\\Y|M| ******************** "There aren't any stupid questions, +
+ ~~..'~ * Brian Reilly * just ones that everyone else knows +
+ ( \\ ) * bpr2@lehigh.edu * the answer to." +
+ \\ =/ * Computer Science * -BPR +
+ _\\/_ ******************** +
+ / -_ +
From: GLove1012@aol.com
Date: Wed, 12 Jun 1996 18:28:04 -0400
Three Days
Jane's Addiction: "Ritual de lo Habitual"
Transcribed: Jim Harney 5/29/96
Email: "GLove_1012@aol.com"
At this moment you should be with us...
Three days was the morning. My focus was three days old.
My head, it landed to the sounds of cricket bows.
I am a proud man anyway. Covered now by three days.
Three ways was the morning. Three lovers in three ways.
We knew when she landed, three days she'd stay.
I am a proud man anyway. Covered now by three days.
We saw shadows of the morning light the shadows of the evening sun
till the shadows and the lights were one.
Shadows of the morning light the shadows of the evening sun
till the shadows and the lights were one.
True hunting is over. No herds to follow.
Without game, men prey on each other.
The family weakens by the bite we swallow.
True leaders are gone. of land and people.
We choose no kin but adopted strangers.
The family weakens by the lengths we travel.
All of us with wings! (six times)
Erotic Jesus lays with his Marys. Loves his Marys.
Bits of puzzle, fitting each other. All now with wings!
"Oh my Marys! Never wonder. Night is shelter for nudity's shiver."
All now with wings.
Three days...
B? D? B? D?
Three days...
True hunting...
Erotic Jesus...
Yes, I do play the solo, but I'm not going to tab it out. I know parts, but
not all of it. I just fake what I don't know. Maybe someday... :)
Fill 1:
Ok. From here on in, there will be two different guitar parts.
Guitar 1: Guitar 2:
Strange part:
"one, two, three, four"
Ending
Well, it's certainly not everything, but it corrects some things that I
thought were wrong about the previous post. Again, any corrections or
comments, please e-mail me.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ \\\\Y|M| ******************** "There aren't any stupid questions, +
+ ~~..'~ * Brian Reilly * just ones that everyone else knows +
+ ( \\ ) * bpr2@lehigh.edu * the answer to." +
+ \\ =/ * Computer Science * -BPR +
+ _\\/_ ******************** +
+ / -_ +
From: GLove1012@aol.com
Date: Wed, 12 Jun 1996 18:28:04 -0400
Three Days
Jane's Addiction: "Ritual de lo Habitual"
Transcribed: Jim Harney 5/29/96
Email: "GLove_1012@aol.com"
At this moment you should be with us...
Three days was the morning. My focus was three days old.
My head, it landed to the sounds of cricket bows.
I am a proud man anyway. Covered now by three days.
Three ways was the morning. Three lovers in three ways.
We knew when she landed, three days she'd stay.
I am a proud man anyway. Covered now by three days.
We saw shadows of the morning light the shadows of the evening sun
till the shadows and the lights were one.
Shadows of the morning light the shadows of the evening sun
till the shadows and the lights were one.
True hunting is over. No herds to follow.
Without game, men prey on each other.
The family weakens by the bite we swallow.
True leaders are gone. of land and people.
We choose no kin but adopted strangers.
The family weakens by the lengths we travel.
All of us with wings! (six times)
Erotic Jesus lays with his Marys. Loves his Marys.
Bits of puzzle, fitting each other. All now with wings!
"Oh my Marys! Never wonder. Night is shelter for nudity's shiver."
All now with wings.
Three days...
B? D? B? D?
Three days...
True hunting...
Erotic Jesus...