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标题:Rosetta Stoned
标签: 总谱
艺人:TOOL
专辑:10'000 Days
作词:Carey, Chancellor, Jones ...
作曲:Tool
制谱人:The Mandalic
附注:
My tabs are not meant to be carbon copies of the songs they're based on : I do add stuff and change things sometimes. It's just my version of the songs in a way : )... Oh, yeah : I AM NO DRUMMER!!! So consider the drumming as a bonus (good or bad)... or tab it yourself : ). Mes tablatures ne sont pas de copies conformes de chansos sur lequelles elles sont bas閑s : Parfois je change ou je rajoute des trucs. Ce sont mes versions en quelques sorte : )... Ah, oui : JE NE SUIS PAS BATTEUR!!! Considerez la batterie plus comme un bonus (bon ou mauvais)... Sinon, faitez le vous m阭e : ).
节拍: Moderate ♩ = 113
注释:Chorus onOffDelay onOffDelay onOffDelay onOffDelay onOffPick slide with delay on (Follow the drums)Delay offAuto Wah onAuto Wah offBass is accentuating every 3rd beat (snare hit)while playing the "5/4 pulse" (bass drum)Bass is going 5/4Flanger (set on Gate Pan) on...Flanger offI don't that Adam play's that much notes:It's the use of delay and/or tremolo that makes itsound that complex (watch and listen carefully live)!!!Delay on and wah, the solo is in 6/4 (or 3/4)Delay offClose wah progressivly...In this section, there are 2 beats being played at the same time: 5/4 with feet, 3/4 with hands.They join each other every 15th beat (3x5=15, 5x3=15)And then this 4/4 thing over it all !!!Same polyrythm (3 on 5; 5 on 3)...Drums is going 5/4 then crazy : )...
标记:Press F5
歌曲: Roseta Stoned
歌词:
Alrighty, then ... picture this if you will.
10 to 2 AM, X, Yogi DMT, and a box of Krispy Kremes,
in my "need to know" pose, just outside of Area 51
Contemplating the whole "chosen people" thingy
when a flaming stealth banana split the sky
like one would hope but never really expect
to see in a place like this.
Cutting right angle donuts on a dime
and stopping right at my Birkenstocks,
and me yelping...
Holy fucking shit!
Then the X-Files being,
Looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan
with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of
vanilla Chig Champa
Did a slow-mo Matrix descent
Outta the butt end of the banana vessel
And hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw,
and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip,
and all I could think was:
"I hope Uncle Martin here doesn't notice
that I pissed my fuckin' pants."
So light in his way,
Like an apparition,
He had me crying out,
"Fuck me
It's gotta be
the Deadhead Chemistry
The blotter got on top of me
Got me seein' E-motherfuckin'-T!"
And after calming me down
with some orange slices
and some fetal spooning,
E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose.
He said, "You are the Chosen One,
the One who will deliver the message.
A message of hope for those who choose to hear it
and a warning for those who do not."
Me. The Chosen One?
They chose me!!!
And I didn't even graduate from fuckin' high school.
You'd better...
You'd better...
You'd better...
You'd better listen.
Then he looked right through me
With somniferous almond eyes
Don't even know what that means
Must remember to write it down
This is so real
Like the time Dave floated away
See, my heart is pounding
'Cause this shit never happens to me
I can't breathe right now!
It was so real,
Like I woke up in Wonderland.
All sorta terrifying
I don't wanna be all alone
While I tell this story.
And can anyone tell me why
Y'all sound like Peanuts parents?
Will I ever be coming down?
This is so real
Finally, it's my lucky day
See, my heart is racing
'Cause this shit never happens to me
I can't breathe right now!
You believe me, don't you?
Please believe what I've just said!
See the Dead ain't touring
And this wasn't all in my head.
See, they took me by the hand
And invited me right in.
Then they showed me something
I don't even know where to begin.
Strapped down my bed
Feet cold eyes red
I'm out of my head
Am I alive? Am I dead?
Can't remember what they said
God damn, shit the bed.
Hey ...
Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position.
Such a heavy burden now to be the One
Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending,
To write it down for all the world to see.
But I forgot my pen
Shit the bed again ...
Typical.
Strapped down my bed
Feet cold and eyes red
I'm out of my head
Am I alive? Am I dead?
Sunkist * and Sudafed
Gyroscopes and infrared
Won't help, I'm brain dead
Can't remember what they said
God damn, shit the bed
I can't remember what they said to me
Can't remember what they said to make me out to be the hero
Can't remember what they said
Bob help me!
Can't remember what they said
won't know (x12)
God damn, shit the bed!
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