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{title: Misery}
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{artist: Green Day}
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{album: Warning}
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{url: http://www.greenday.com}
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{cover: greenday-warning}
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{language: french}
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{columns: 2}
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{define: B&m base-fret 1 frets X 0 2 2 1 0}
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{define: F base-fret 1 frets 0 2 2 1 0 0}
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{define: E&m base-fret 6 frets X 0 2 2 1 0}
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{define: F# base-fret 2 frets 0 2 2 1 0 0}
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Vir[Bbm]ginia was a lot lizard from F.L.A.
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She had a compound fracture in the [F]trunk
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It [Bbm]started when she ran away
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[Ebm]Thumbs out on the [F#]interstate
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She [F]hitched a ride to mise[Bbm]ry
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Mr. [Bbm]Whirly had a catastrophic incident
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He fell into the city by the [F]bay
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He [Bbm]liquidated his estate
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[Ebm]Now he sleeps upon the [F#]Haight
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[F]Panhandling mise[Bbm]ry
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{start_of_chorus}
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And he's gonna get [F]high, high, high
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When he's [Bbm]low, low, low
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The [F]fire burns from better [Bbm]days
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And she screams, «[F]Why, oh why ?»
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I said, «[Bbm]I don't know»
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The [Ebm]catastrophic [F#]hymns from yester[F]day
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Of mise[Bbm]ry
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{end_of_chorus}
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[Bbm]Vinnie was a hustler out of Amsterdam
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He ran the drug cartel in Tinsel [F]town
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They [Bbm]found him in a cadillac
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[Ebm]Bludgeoned with a [F#]baseball bat
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[F]In the name of mise[Bbm]ry
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[Bbm]Gina hit the road to New York City
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Mysteriously the night Vinnie [F]croaked
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She [Bbm]stopped in Vegas to elope
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[Ebm]With Virginia [F#]and the dope
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And [F]kissed the bride eternal[Bbm]ly
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{start_of_chorus}
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And they're gonna get [F]high, high, high
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When they're [Bbm]low, low, low
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The [F]fire burns from better [Bbm]days
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And she screams, «[F]Why, oh why ?»
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I said, «[Bbm]I don't know»
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The [Ebm]catastrophic [F#]hymns from yester[F]day
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Of mise[Bbm]ry
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{end_of_chorus}
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{start_of_bridge}
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[F#]Hell hounds on your [F]trail now once a[Bbm]gain boy
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It's [F#]groping on your [F]leg until it [Bbm]sleeps
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The [F#]emptiness will [F]fill your soul with [Bbm]sorrow
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'Cause [F#]it's not what you make, it's what you [F]leave
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{end_of_bridge}
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{start_of_chorus}
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And we're gonna get [F]high, high, high
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When we're [Bbm]low, low, low
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The [F]fire burns from better [Bbm]days
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And she screams, «[F]Why, oh why ?»
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I said, «[Bbm]I don't know»
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The [Ebm]catastrophic [F#]hymns from yester[F]day
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Of mise[Bbm]ry
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{end_of_chorus}
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