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Depeche Mode - Useless - аккорды и текст, таба, бас-таба, видео

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Depeche Mode - Useless - аккорды и текст, таба, бас-таба, видео

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Useless
Depeche Mode
DEPECHE MODE
USELESS by Martin Gore from Ultra, 1997
Transcription by PA Joachim Larsson, v94_lam@ce.kth.se   970419

Intro

 Ebm            F#                   B
e---------------5--4--2-----------|--------------------5--4--2-----------2-----|
B---4--4--2--4-----------4--2--4--|--4-----4--4--2--4-----------4--2--4-----4--|
G---------------------------------|--------------------------------------------|
D---------------------------------|--------------------------------------------|
A---------------------------------|--------------------------------------------|
E---------------------------------|--------------------------------------------|

Verse

Ebm    F#                 B           (Bb)
           Well it's about time
Ebm    F#                 B             (Bb)
           It's beginning to hurt
Ebm    F#                      B           (Bb)
           Time you made up your mind
Ebm    F#                  B
           Just what is it all worth

Chorus

Bbm                 B
   All my useless advice
Bbm                B
   All my hanging around
Bbm                          B
   All your cutting down to size
C#                           B          Bbm
         All my bringing you down

Intro

( Ebm, F#, B, (Bb) (
Watch the clock on the wall
Feel the slowing of time
Hear a voice in the hall
Echoing in my mind

( Bbm, B, Bbm, B, Bbm, B, C#, B, Bbm (
All your stupid ideals
You've got your head in the clouds
You should see how it feels
With your feet on the ground

( Ebm, F#, B, (Bb) (
Here I stand the accused
With your fist in my face
Feeling tired and bruised
With the bitterest taste

( Bbm, B, Bbm, B, Bbm, B, C#, B, Bbm (
All my useless advice
All my hanging around
All your cutting down to size
All my bringing you down

( Bbm, B, Bbm, B, Bbm, B, C#, B, Bbm (
All your stupid ideals
You've got your head in the clouds
You should see how it feels
With your feet on the ground

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