Secret Samadhi Album Rattlesnake Rattlesnake was Written and Performed by Live Lyrics by Ed Kowalczyk Tune guitar down 1/2 step to play with recordings E - Eb A - Ab D - Db G - Gb B - Bb E - Eb This is only my interpretation Dsus2 (let ring) Dsus2 A G let's go hang out in a mall, or a morgue Dsus2 a smorgasbord Dsus2 A let's go hang out in a church G let's go find lurch Dsus2 then we'll haul ass down through the abbey Dsus2 A is it money is it fame G Dsus2 what's in a name, shame? Dsus2 A is it money is it fame G Dsus2 or were they always this lame? Dsus2 A G D it's a crazy, crazy mixed up town Csus2 G Dsus2 it's the rattle - snake I fear Dsus2 A G D in another place a-nother time Csus2 G Dsus2 I'd be drivin' trucks my dear Csus2 G Dsus2 I'd be skinnin' hunted dear Dsus2 (let ring) deer let's go hang out in bar it's not too far we'll take my car we'll lay flowers at the gravel of jesco while the sinner's saint the rack is full and so are we of laughing gas and ennui (break) Bbsus2 || Csus2 || F || G Bbsus2 || Csus2 || Dsus2 (let ring) Bbsus2 || Csus2 || F || G (let ring) From Patrick Fisk LAKINI'S JUICE Album: SECRET SAMADHI Transcribed by: THOMAS CHAPMAN Email: SCHAP@IX.NETCOM.COM Well here's my version of the tab for Live's newest song Lakini's Juice. I saw them on SNL so this should be close to correct. It's in open D tuning And since Live always tunes one-half step down the tuning is as follows: Db, Ab, Db, F, Ab, Db. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ -----------------------------------0-2b3-0---------------------------------0-- -0-6-x-x-x-0-6-x-x-x-0-6-x-x-x-0-6-0-----0-6-x-x-x-0-6-x-x-x-0-6-x-x-x-0-6-0-- -0-4-x-x-x-0-4-x-x-x-0-4-x-x-x-0-4-0-------4-x-x-x-0-4-x-x-x-0-4-x-x-x-0-4-0-- -0-4-x-x-x-0-4-x-x-x-0-4-x-x-x-0-4-0-------4-x-x-x-0-4-x-x-x-0-4-x-x-x-0-4-0-- Continue intro as above.. Pre Chorus... Chorus.. -------------------------|---------------------------------|-0-0-0-0-0-0-8-8-- -------------------------|-------------------4-4-4-4-4-5---|-0-0-0-0-0-0-8-8-- -2b3-0-------------------|-2-2-2-2-2-3---------------------|-0-0-0-0-0-0-8-8-- -----0-6-x-x-x-0-6-x-x-x-|---------------------------------|-0-0-0-0-0-0-8-8-- -------4-x-x-x-0-4-x-x-x-|---------------------------------|-0-0-0-0-0-0-8-8-- -------4-x-x-x-0-4-x-x-x-|---------------------------------|-0-0-0-0-0-0-8-8-- outro.. -8-8-8-8-0-0-0-0-0-0-5-5-5-5-5-5--|---------------------------------8----|---- -8-8-8-8-0-0-0-0-0-0-5-5-5-5-5-5--|-----0---------8-------0-------8---8--|---- -8-8-8-8-0-0-0-0-0-0-5-5-5-5-5-5--|---0-----0---8---8---0-----0-8--------|---- -8-8-8-8-0-0-0-0-0-0-5-5-5-5-5-5--|-0-----0---8-------0-----0------------|---- -8-8-8-8-0-0-0-0-0-0-5-5-5-5-5-5--|--------------------------------------|---- -8-8-8-8-0-0-0-0-0-0-5-5-5-5-5-5--|--------------------------------------|---- Well that's it. Listen to the CD for the patterns. Graze - Written and Performed by Live Tune guitar down 1/2 step to play with recordings F# E (Verse) A F D (Pre-chorus) A G F# (Chorus) 2* A G D Bm By Oskar Albers (ossie@freemail.nl) Century - Written and Preformed by LIVE Lyrics by Ed Kowalczyk Tune Guitar down 1/2 step to play with recordings Esus2 Gb7 everybody's here Esus2 puke stinks like beer Gb7 this could be a city Esus2 This could be a graveyard Gb7 you stole my idea Esus2 Gb7 you stole my idea Esus2 Gb7 everybody's anxious Esus2 for the coming of the crisis Gb7 the collapse of the justice Esus2 I can smell your armpits Gb7 you stole my idea Esus2 you stole my idea Gb7 you stole my idea B this puke stinks like beer and everybody's here A A G so come on, come on, come on F# E let's lay waste to this century || B || || B/E || || B || A A G come on, come on, come on F# E return to nothing and help me everybody's anxious for the crowd is all around us the followers of Aldous are spinning with their mescaline a man behind the altar screams you stole my idea you were my idea! (Break) F# G A on the edge of a kiss, smack on the lips D dangled with a tongue F# G A on the edge of a peace that can't stand low B and won't stand tall G F# E it's amazing what we can do with love G F# E with some matches and gasoline, do with love G F# E it's amazing what we can do with love Ghost was written and performed by Live Lyrics by Ed Kowalcyzk Tune guitar down 1/2 step to play with recordings 6. E - Eb 5. A - Ab 4. D - Db 3. G - Gb 2. B - Bb 1. E - Eb ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bm || Em Bm Em everybody has a ghost Bm Em everybody has a ghost who sings like you do Bm Em yours is not like mine Em but it's alright, keep it up Bm || Em Bm Em boy loses rib in new orleans Em he can't help eyein' up the whores Bm Em under the bridge Bm Em boy loses rib and lets a hellified cry into the dark Bm Em where did I go wrong? (you get the idea) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (loud) G A where did I go wrong? G A I never needed this before G A I need a women to help me feel Bm || Em ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Everybody has a dream everybody has the dream like a world tattoo yours is not like mine, its alright, keep it up the scalpel dives into the skin good docters never leave a scar no proof again I'll take the myth, you take the blood it's all same to the world dreamer it's all the same in the end boy loses rib in new orleans he trades some ether for a chance under the bridge boy loses rib as he's summoned to the mud flat on his back crying' where did I go wrong? Unsheathed was written and performed by Live Lyrics by Ed Kowalczyk Tune guitar down 1/2 step to play with recordings 6. E - Eb 5. A - Ab 4. D - Db 3. G - Gb 2. B - Bb 1. E - Eb ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A (let ring) A A the baby's not screaming e - nough A A the singer's not singing e - nough A A ramana's not breathing, to us A A behold the unsheathing, it's love (loud) C || C || C || C A (let ring) A A the blade is not ready to cut A A it's dull from our thinking, it's rough (loud) C || C || C || C A Eb A Eb A Eb free love is a world I can't linger too long in C (let ring) A Eb A Eb A Eb "free love" was just another party for the hippies to ru - in C || C || C || C A (let ring) behold the unsheathing, it's love behold the unsheathing, it's love C || C || C || C A Eb A Eb A Eb free love is a knife through the jugular vain son C (let ring) A Eb A Eb A Eb free love, I can't afford to to add up what you fuckers are made of C || C || C || C (you get the idea) -just keep repeating the A - Eb sequence in tempo, and you should be fine Insomnia and the Hole in the Universe was written and performed by Live Lyrics by Ed Kowalczyk Tune guitar down 1/2 step to play with recordings 6. E - Eb 5. A - Ab 4. D - Db 3. G - Gb 2. B - Bb 1. E - Eb ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- F - D (play three times) Csus2 (let ring) F D my brother kicked his feet to sleep F D my brother kicked his feet to sleep F D my brother kicked his feet to sleep A D and I sang the dirge song F D my brother never missed a beat F D my brother kicked his feet to sleep, sweet feet F D my brother kicked his feet to sleep A D and I sang the dirge song F - D (play three times) Csus2 (let ring) my brother kicked his feet to sleep my brother kicked his feet to sleep, sweet feet my brother kicked his feet to sleep and I sang the dirge song (louder) Dsus2 A Csus2 G Angel, don't you have some bagels in my oven? Dsus2 A Csus2 G Lady, don't you know a man when you see one? Dsus2 A Csus2 G Crazy lady with the shiny shoes, where are you? Dsus2 A Csus2 G Kick your feet and calm the space that makes you hollow F - D (play three times) Csus2 (let ring) little swami's got his bowl to eat little swami always walks his beat, sweet feet little swami's got his bowl to eat and I sing the dirge song it's amazing how they come to see the little swami with his bowl to eat, sweet feet the little swami only wears a sheet and won't sing the dirge song (break) F Am F anal, tight-assed soldier with that dogged heart C put down your gun F Am we are ready to ex - plode, we gotta take it smart F C G (let ring) and take it slow (repeat like the beginning) Turn My Head Intro (by Glen Warren): C Am e|-------------0-----|-----------3-0p-| B|-----1---1h3---3-1-|-----1-0-1------| G|-------0-----------|----------------| D|---2---------------|---2------------| A|-3-----------------|-0--------------| E|-------------------|----------------| Em F e|-------0p----|-------1p----| B|-----0---0---|-----1---1---| REPEAT G|-----------0-|-----------2-| D|---2---------|---3---------| h - hammer A|--2----------|--3----------| p - pause E|-0-----------|-1-----------| Verse: C - G - E - F Chorus: ("Turn my head... Turn my head") C - Am - G - F Bridge: ("We came to love you... ") E - F E - F E - F - G End on C Song Composition: (INTRO:) Anyone, caught in your mystery Keep it angry Keep it whispy I've fallen down Drunk on your juices (CHORUS: C - Am - G - F) Turn my head Turn my head It's aimed at you (VERSE: C - G - E - F) Funky temple Your dress is torn to shreds Your eyes are crazy I bowed to save my head and I can't forget you But I can't remember (CHORUS: C - Am - G - F) Turn my head Turn my head It's aimed at you (BRIDGE: E - F, E - F, E - F - G) Oh no, We came to love you all day These bastards are leavin' Somebody's got to stay Whatever we called you It's just a name Just a name (SOLO: Played over chorus) (CHORUS: C - Am - G - F) - End song on C CHORDS USED: (as they would be in standard tuning) C X-3-2-0-1-0 G 3-2-0-0-0-3 E 0-2-2-1-0-0 F 1-3-3-2-1-1 Am 0-0-2-2-1-0 -----------------------# Heropsychodreamer Tune guitar down 1/2 step to play with recordings intro and chorus : D A F Em Verse: A-F "Freaks" by +Live+ from the album Secret Samadhi tab by Andy Adelewitz (ada108@psu.edu) I tabbed this in standard tuning instead of down a half step, as they play it. It's just as easy either way. If you tune down a half step, just move all the tab up a fret to play along with the album. Verse riff: G#5 E5 D#m G#5 E5 D#m E5 E-|---------------------------------------------------------------| B-|-----9-------------7--------------9----------------------------| G-|---8---8-----9-------6----------8---8-----9----------------9---| D-|-6---------9------------------6---------9--------x3-then---9---| A-|---------7-----6----------------------7-----6--------------7---| E-|---------------------------------------------------------------| Will you call them Freaks? D#5 E-|-----| B-|-----| G-|--8--| D-|--8--| A-|--6--| E-|-----| Just repeat this chord over and over the first time, then go back into verse. The second time and all after it, follow it with: Or will you call them gods? G#5 Bb5 D#5 E-|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| B-|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| G-|---------------8-----------------------------------------------------------| D-|-6---6-6-8-8---8-----------------------------------------------------------| A-|-6---6-6-8-8---6-----------------------------------------------------------| E-|-4---4-4-6-6---------------------------------------------------------------| The last riff has three chords: G5 G#5 C#5 E-|---------------| B-|---------------| G-|-----------6---| D-|--5---6----6---| A-|--5---6----4---| E-|--3---4--------| Play like so: G5 G#5 C#5 You never looked so high G5 G#5 C#5 To ever find her so low G5 G#5 C#5 You did not have to go that far G5 G#5 To show her you were holy The little guitar lick behind what comea after that part: 1/2 step bend and release D-|------/\---------| A-|---10----8--10---| E-|-----------------| freaks transcribed by JWTA (JAN76@HOTMAIL.COM) main RIFF A: If the mother B:would you call them freaks... E---------------------------|------------------------------- A------10--------------8----|------------------------------- D----9----9-----9----7---7--|(7)------------------1--------- G--7----------7-------------|---------------------2--------- B-----------8------7--------|---------------------2--------- E---------------------------|------------------------------- and then C: would you call them freeeaaaks... ------------------------------------ ------------------------------------ --5------------5-------------------- --5------------7---------5---------- --3------------7---------5---------- -------------------------3---------- "Freaks" by Live On the new album, Secret Samadhi Transcribed by spider@olemiss.edu Tune a 1/2 step down, as per usual for about 99% of Live's songs. Intro: (Using a slight tremolo effect) (This is kind of an arpeggio with Am F and Em7) Am F Em7 Am F Em7 eb:------5---------|-----------3-----|------5---------|-----------3-----| Bb:--------5-------|-------------3---|--------5-------|-------------3---| Gb:----------------|-----------------|----------------|-----------------| Db:--------------3-|-----------------|--------------3-|-----------------| Ab:----7-------3---|-----------------|----7-------3---|-----------------| Eb:--5-------1-----|--0--------------|--5-------1-----|--0--------------| Am F Em7 Am F Em7 eb:------5---------|-----------3-----|------5---------|-----------3-----| Bb:--------5-------|-------------3---|--------5-------|-------------3---| Gb:----------------|-----------------|----------------|-----------------| Db:--------------3-|-----------------|--------------3-|-----------------| Ab:----7-------3---|-----------------|----7-------3---|-----------------| Eb:--5-------1-----|--0--------------|--5-------1-----|--0--------------| Verse: (This is pretty much the same, except for one chord at the end of the verse.) If a mother goes to sleep... Am F Em7 Am F Em7 eb:------5---------|-----------3-----|------5---------|-----------3-----| Bb:--------5-------|-------------3---|--------5-------|-------------3---| Gb:----------------|-----------------|----------------|-----------------| Db:--------------3-|-----------------|--------------3-|-----------------| Ab:----7-------3---|-----------------|----7-------3---|-----------------| Eb:--5-------1-----|--0--------------|--5-------1-----|--0--------------| Am F Em7 Am sus 4 eb:------5---------|-----------3-----|---5------------|-----------------| Bb:--------5-------|-------------3---|---5------------|-----------------| Gb:----------------|-----------------|---5------------|-----------------| Db:--------------3-|-----------------|---0------------|-----------------| Ab:----7-------3---|-----------------|---0------------|-----------------| Eb:--5-------1-----|--0--------------|----------------|-----------------| 1st Chorus: (Using heavy distortion) E Will you call her a freak... E Will you call them freaks... 2nd Chorus (and the rest): (Using heavy distortion) Here's the riff that's played with the E chord on "gods" and the asterisk: eb:------------------| Bb:------------------| Gb:------------------| Db:---6--7--6-----6--| Ab:------------9-----| Eb:------------------| E Will you call her a freak... E Will you call them freaks... A B E*(riff) or will you call them gods... A B E*(riff) ...will you call them freaks... A B G# you know your sperm is weak... Refrain: G# A D You never looked, so high G# A D To ever find her, so low G# A D You did not have to go, that far... Am F Em7 Am F Em7 That's pretty much all the pieces to this "freaky" song; just listen to the CD and put it together; it shouldn't be too hard. Merica Tune guitar down 1/2 step to play with recordings Intro: B-F# Verse: B-F# Chorus: A# - B - F# (2x) - A# - B - C# GAS HED GOES WEST intro G Bm G A G Bm A Bm if I was half alive and you were dead G D A A subsistin' on that same old bread G Bm A G A it's the memory that hides the whole wide world G D A A it's the gas hed's love of america Bm E Bm E it's the memory that hides take your photographs back Bm E for the love of all gods G F# E F# E G F# E F# Bm our gas hed marches on, our gas hed marches on G Bm A Bm He's a bonified man a star amongst his clan G D A A and the only one that let me ride G Bm A Bm it's the memory that dies our gas hed was right G D A A when they lanced his skull there was puss and light Bm E Bm E it's the memory that dies so take your photographs back Bm E for the love of all gods G F# E F# E G F# E F# Bm our gas hed marches on our gas hed marches * repeat of above chords * it's the memory that dies and make your photographs black for the love of all gods our gas hed marches on gas hed is on the radio, radio, radio
