G.O.
ZXNet echo conference «music.zx»
From Andrey Frolov → To All 7 January 2003
GET THE MONEY OUT!
Hello, All!
Folks, I know that some of you play jokes :) on the guitar...
So, I have a request:
Now my wife is inspired to play the subject’s songs, but I’m fatally unable to
enough time to select them. Therefore I will be very grateful
for all sorts of chords of sabzhe songs, especially from "red"
album."Here. Thanks in advance. :)
I believe in you.
Our paths will cross again.
From Vlad Sotnikov → To Andrey Frolov 9 January 2003
Hello, Andrey!
January 07, 2003 (it was 10:59 pm then)
Andrey Frolov in his letter to All wrote:
What is there to pick up? :)
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▓▓║ Civil defense. ║▒▒▓▓
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▓▓║ 1. Fool. ║▒▒▓▓
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▓▓║ Am G ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ The fool is walking ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ C E ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Through the forest ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Am F ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Looking for a fool ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ G Am ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Stupider than yourself ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Am G C E ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Death is walking down the street, carrying pancakes on a saucer, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Am F G Am ║▒▒▓▓▓▓║ Whoever takes it out, it will come true. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Touches you on the shoulder, kisses you warmly - ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Pennies will flow out of your bosom ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ A fool walks through the forest ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Looking for a fool stupider than himself ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ The gear wheels are spinning in the head ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ A wet head in the armor-piercing rain. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ The mercury boiled, the fist waved, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Yes only if the cross is on the chest, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ then at the last eye - a nickel ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ A fool walks through the forest ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Looking for a fool stupider than himself ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ My dead mother came to me yesterday ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ She threatened everything with her fist and called her a fool. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ The pre-dawn mosquito descended into my fire. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ I choked on the blood from my temple. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ A fool walks through the forest ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Looking for a fool stupider than himself ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ And today I bought balloons, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ I’ll fly on them over the wonderful country, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ I’ll swallow fluff, I’ll dive into the ground ║▒▒▓▓▓▓║ And answer all questions “Always alive” ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ A fool walks through the forest ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Looking for a fool stupider than himself ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ The sun was shining both at night and during the day, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ There are no atheists in trenches, under fire. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ The blind will run, the insignificant will win. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ You never dreamed of this. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ A fool walks through the forest ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Looking for a fool stupider than himself ║▒▒▓▓
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▓▓║ 2. The detachment did not notice the loss of the soldier. ║▒▒▓▓
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▓▓║ Am G C ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Stupid moth ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Dm E Am ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ The candle burned out. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Am G C ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Hot coal, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Dm E Am ║▒▒▓▓▓▓║ Smoke rings. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ F G ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ The star fell ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Dm E ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ In the puddle by the porch... ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ F G Dm E ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ The detachment did not notice the loss of the soldier. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ The dead did not rise, the sick did not die, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ The sighted one is not blind, the sleeping one does not wake up, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Brave hearts beat merrily... ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ The detachment did not notice the loss of the soldier. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ There was no relative, there was no more beautiful, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ It couldn’t be more painful, it couldn’t be happier, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ There was no beginning, there was no end... ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ The detachment did not notice the loss of the soldier. ║▒▒▓▓
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▓▓║ 3. Fog. ║▒▒▓▓
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▓▓║ Am E Am ║▒▒▓▓▓▓║ Fog, fog, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ F G C ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Gray veil. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ F G ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Far, far ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ C E ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ There is war behind the fogs. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ F G C Am ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Fights are going on without us, but we are not to blame: ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ F G C ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ We are chained to the ground by fog, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ F G Am ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Air labor wars. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Fog, fog ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ About the past, about the past. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Far, far ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Our home is behind the fogs. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ And in the front dugout we have dreams about our childhood: ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Apparently we all matured early, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Air labor wars. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Fog, fog ║▒▒▓▓▓▓║ Enveloped the earth again. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Far, far ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Love behind the fogs. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ The brides will have to wait a long time for us from the other side: ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ We will not all return from the flight, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Air labor wars, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Air labor wars, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Air labor wars, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Air labor wars. ║▒▒▓▓
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▓▓║ 4. We will leave the zoo. ║▒▒▓▓
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▓▓║ C Am F G ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ No need to remember, no need to wait. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ C Am F G ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ You don’t have to believe, you don’t have to lie. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ No need to fall, no need to drink. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ There is no need to cry, there is no need to live. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ C Am F ║▒▒▓▓▓▓║ I'm looking for people like me - crazy and funny, G ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ crazy and sick, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ C Am F ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ And when I come, we will leave here away, G ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ C AmF G we will leave here into the night, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ We'll leave the zoo ah-ah... ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Oh baby, baby, you're just a mouse, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ You are like a dot when you are silent. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ But there are so many of you, it’s dark in your eyes, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ I would really like to break the window. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Empty sounds, empty days, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ There are too many of us and we are alone. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ A knife sparkles in the child’s hands, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ But I hope this is a lie. ║▒▒▓▓
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▓▓║ 5. I would be Grebenshchikov. ║▒▒▓▓
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▓▓║ C F G C ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ They lifted my hands, they stuffed my mouth. ║▒▒▓▓▓▓║ They blocked my hands, they lifted my mouth. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ I know that I don’t have much time left, but I don’t care anymore ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ But if I could choose myself, I would be Grebenshchikov. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ I would knock on grass doors and sing about Babylon, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ And I would really like to drink railway water, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ And if I could choose myself, I would be Grebenshchikov. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Who will give the keys to my doors, and bread, and wine, and tea, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ Who will give the keys to my doors, and bread, and wine, and tea, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ And one more punk will come and wipe us off the face of the Earth. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ If I could choose myself, I would be Grebenshchikov. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ I would be glad to stay here, in a room devoid of mirrors, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ I would be glad to stay here, in a room devoid of mirrors, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ And the heroes of the world know no boundaries, and winter is almost behind us, ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ If I could choose myself, I would be Grebenshchikov. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ They lifted my hands, they stuffed my mouth. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ They blocked my hands, they lifted my mouth. ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ And you know, it’s probably very bad to be in the world ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ dead hip ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ So if I could choose myself, I would be ║▒▒▓▓
▓▓║ GREBENSHCHIKOV ║▒▒▓▓
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From Andrey Frolov → To Vlad Sotnikov 11 January 2003
____ | | /___ | 09 January 2003
| | |/| ||< > | | Dear Vlad Sotnikov shouted
| | | |/||/ | | into the void: "G.O.!"...
| | / | . The echo answered him and I...
VS> What is there to pick up? :)
I still have no time and laziness. :)
[sniff!]
Thank you very much!
By the way, on your bbs you can dig up all sorts of
lyrics+chords/notes? Something I thought was necessary
look... I haven't climbed for a long time... :)
Our paths will cross again.