Papa Roach - Hollywood Whore, аккорды

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Cm
G/B
Hollywood whore
Bb
Passed out on the floor
Bb
I'm sorry but
G#
Gm
the party's over Interlude:
Cm
G/B
}x2 Verse 1:
Cm
Cocaine nose
G/B
And trendy clothes
Cm
Gotta send
G/B
her to rehab
Cm
She found out
G/B
she's got no soul
Cm
But it really
G/B
doesn't bother her
Cm
White trash queen
G/B
American dream
Cm
Oh what a role
G/B
model
Cm
Throwin a fit
G/B
makin a scene
G#
Gm
Like no tomorrow Chorus:
Cm
Hollywood whore
Gm
Passed out on the floor
Gm
Can't take it no
G#
more I'm sorry
Fm
Gm
but the party's over
Cm
Gm
The talk of the town
G#
Is she's going down
G#
I'm sorry but the
Fm
Gm
party's over Post Chorus:
Cm
G#
now Verse 2:
Cm
Awake by noon
G/B
drunk by four
Cm
Sucked up in
G/B
the show biz
Cm
You're so lame
G/B
you're such a bore
Cm
I wanna kick
G/B
your teeth in
Cm
Plastic smile to
G/B
match your style
Cm
We can tell ya
G/B
got a face lift
Cm
You're so vain
G/B
oh so foul
G/B
Become anumber
G#
Gm
one hit Chorus:
Cm
Hollywood whore
Gm
Passed out on the floor
Gm
Can't take it no
G#
more I'm sorry
Fm
Gm
but the party's over
Cm
Gm
The talk of the town
G#
Is she's going down
G#
I'm sorry but the
Fm
Gm
party's over Post Chorus:
Cm
G#
now Bridge:
Eb
Gm
The cameras are gone
Eb
And nobody screams
Gm
She couldn't survive
G#
her fifteen minutes of fame
Cm
Her friends are all gone
Bb
She's going insane
G#
Cm
She'll never survive
Bb
G#
without the money and fame
Gm
Fm
Cm
G/B
Bb
G#
Gm
}x2 It's all going down the drain
Cm
G/B
Hollywood whore
Bb
Passed out on the floor
Bb
I'm sorry but
G#
Gm
the party's over Interlude:
Cm
G/B
}x2
Cm
G/B
The talk of the town
Bb
Is she's going down
Bb
I'm sorry but the
Fm
Fm
party's over Chorus:
Cm
Hollywood whore
Gm
Passed out on the floor
Gm
Can't take it no
G#
more I'm sorry
Fm
Gm
but the party's over
Cm
Gm
The talk of the town
G#
Is she's going down
G#
I'm sorry but the
Fm
Gm
party's over Post Chorus:
Cm
G#
now Outro:
Cm
WAKЕ UP!
Gm
The party's over
G#
WAKЕ UP!
Fm
Gm
The party's over
Fm
Gm
The party's over
Cm
Gm
}x2
Cm
Cm
HAHAHAHA
Gm
Don't let the door hit ya
G#
Where the good
Fm
Gm
lord split ya honey HAHAHAHAHAHA