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\selectlanguage{french}
\songcolumns{2}
\beginsong{Misery}
[by={Green\ Day},cover={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