\selectlanguage{french}
\songcolumns{2}
\beginsong{Misery}
  [by={Green Day},cov={greenday-warning},album={Warning},%
  url={http://www.greenday.com}]

  \cover
  \gtab{B&m}{1:X02210}
  \gtab{F}{1:022100}
  \gtab{E&m}{6:X02210}
  \gtab{F#}{2:022100}

  \begin{verse}
    Vir\[B&m]ginia was a lot lizard from F.L.A.%
    She had a compound fracture in the \[F]trunk
    It \[B&m]started when she ran away
    \[E&m]Thumbs out on the \[F#]interstate
    She \[F]hitched a ride to mise\[B&m]ry
  \end{verse}

  \begin{repeatedchords}
    \begin{verse}
      Mr. \[B&m]Whirly had a catastrophic incident
      He fell into the city by the \[F]bay
      He \[B&m]liquidated his estate
      \[E&m]Now he sleeps upon the \[F#]Haight
      \[F]Panhandling mise\[B&m]ry
    \end{verse}
  \end{repeatedchords}

  \begin{chorus}
    And he's gonna get \[F]high, high, high
    When he's \[B&m]low, low, low
    The \[F]fire burns from better \[B&m]days
    And she screams, {\og}\[F]Why, oh why ?{\fg}
    I said, {\og}\[B&m]{I don't} know{\fg}
    The \[E&m]catastrophic \[F#]hymns from yester\[F]day
    Of mise\[B&m]ry
  \end{chorus}

  \begin{repeatedchords}
    \begin{verse}
      \[B&m]Vinnie was a hustler out of Amsterdam
      He ran the drug cartel in Tinsel \[F]town
      They \[B&m]found him in a cadillac
      \[E&m]Bludgeoned with a \[F#]baseball bat
      \[F]In the name of mise\[B&m]ry
    \end{verse}

    \begin{verse}
      \[B&m]Gina hit the road to New York City
      Mysteriously the night Vinnie \[F]croaked
      She \[B&m]stopped in Vegas to elope
      \[E&m]With Virginia \[F#]and the dope
      And \[F]kissed the bride eternal\[B&m]ly
    \end{verse}


    \begin{chorus}
      And they're gonna get \[F]high, high, high
      When they're \[B&m]low, low, low
      The \[F]fire burns from better \[B&m]days
      And she screams, {\og}\[F]Why, oh why ?{\fg}
      I said, {\og}\[B&m]{I don't} know{\fg}
      The \[E&m]catastrophic \[F#]hymns from yester\[F]day
      Of mise\[B&m]ry
    \end{chorus}
  \end{repeatedchords}

  \begin{bridge}
    \[F#]Hell hounds on your \[F]trail now once a\[B&m]gain boy
    It's \[F#]groping on your \[F]leg until it \[B&m]sleeps
    The \[F#]emptiness will \[F]fill your soul with \[B&m]sorrow
    'Cause \[F#]{it's} not what you make, it's what you \[F]leave
  \end{bridge}


  \begin{chorus}
    And we're gonna get \[F]high, high, high
    When we're \[B&m]low, low, low
    The \[F]fire burns from better \[B&m]days
    And she screams, {\og}\[F]Why, oh why ?{\fg}
    I said, {\og}\[B&m]{I don't} know{\fg}
    The \[E&m]catastrophic \[F#]hymns from yester\[F]day
    Of mise\[B&m]ry
  \end{chorus}

\endsong