Tonalité : B minor•
Verse 1
Bm
So let's celebrate the beginning
of the end of the world
Em
A
Em
F#
in the Suicide Saloon.
G
Bm
Em
F#
Bm
Em
F#
G
Bm
Em
F#
Bm
F#
In a futuristic city at the suicide saloon
Em
I danced with a dead man
F#
to my favorite funeral
Bm
In a blur of broken neon,
F#
I danced among the fruit machines
Em
On the dance floor of destruction,
F#
among the broken dreams
G
F#
I tangled with the dead hide,
Em
the cold concrete estates
F#
G
F#
And the thoughts of no man over,
Em
C#
F#
some comatose and eer ie sigh
Bm
I danced in red light corners
F#
with the children selling souls
Em
And with the ladies of the lamplight
F#
I danced some rock and roll
Em
We didn't have a future
F#
G
Bm
We couldn't see our doom
Em
F#
Bm
In the back room of the sui cide saloon
Em
We didn't have a future,
F#
G
Bm
we knew the end was coming soon
Em
F#
Bm
In the back room of the suicide saloon
F#
In a picturistic city, at the suicide saloon
Em
I let go with some techno
F#
to illuminate the gloom
Bm
I swished under the fairy lights
F#
in a mirror pour malaise
Em
While some DJs played nostalgia
F#
that had had too many plays
G
I raised my glass
F#
Em
and did exotic dances on the bar
F#
G
F#
With a tabloid reporter
Em
C#
F#
and a ruined super star
Bm
I sambered with the housewives
F#
that were desperate for a thrill
Em
And I rumbled with the husbands
F#
they were desperate to kill
Em
We didn't have a future,
F#
G
Bm
we couldn't see our doom
Em
F#
Bm
In the back room of the suicide saloon
Em
We didn't have a future
F#
G
Bm
We knew the end was coming soon
Em
F#
Bm
In the back room of the suicide saloon
Em
Before we all go down
F#
G
A
In a sea of hopelessness
Bm
Em
F#
Let's go and get the priest
Bm
I'm get ting to confess
Em
You know he doesn't believe in Jesus
F#
G
A
And there never was a God
Bm
Em
F#
For the priest's in here with us sinners
Bm
Now don't you think that's odd
I said don't you think that's odd
Em
Bm
In the futuristic city
F#
at the suicide saloon
Em
I hustled with the hustler,
F#
work in the room
Bm
The floor show was a stripper
F#
who was way, past her prime
Em
The barman was a leather boy
F#
with a cat on nine
G
F#
The bouncer was a squealer,
Em
F#
the manager's in drag
G
F#
The doorman was a dealer,
Em
C#
F#
selling half -ounce bag s of skag
Bm
I was having such a riot,
F#
admiring all this art
Em
That I couldn't see the
F#
world falling apart
Em
F#
We didn't have a future,
G
Bm
we couldn't see our doom
Em
F#
Bm
In the black room of the suicide saloon
Em
We didn't have a future,
F#
G
we knew the end was coming soon
Bm
Em
F#
Bm
In the black room of the suicide saloon
Em
F#
Who cares if the bombs are falling?
G
Bm
Isn't that eternity calling?
Em
F#
Bm
So come on, let's dance, let's dance
Em
F#
Who cares if the bombs are falling?
G
Bm
Isn't that eternity calling?
Em
F#
Bm
Come on, let's dance in the suicide saloon
Outro 1
In the suicide saloon
Bm
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AccordeurE A D G B E
AccordsBm Em A F# G...
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