Hells Ditch

Hell's Ditch - as perfomed by The Pogues {There are three main riffs.} RIFF 1: [Am7] [Am] [Am] [Am] [Am] [Am] [Am] [Am] RIFF 2: [Dm] [Am] [E] [Am] [Dm] [Am] [E] [Am] for A while {Do the first thing again, speeding up.} RIFF 3: [Am] [Am] [Dm] [Dm] [Am] [E] [Am] [Am] for A while Life's a bitch, then you die Black hell Hell's ditch - naked howling freedom The killer's hands are bound with chains At six o'clock it starts to rain He'll never never see the dawn again Our lady of the flowers Genet's feeling Ramon's dick The guy in the bunk above gets sick In the cell next door the lunatic Starts screaming for his mother Black dildo, black hell As the Spanish cops ridiculed my gel A mugshot I remember well Little man how you have suffered I could hear the screams from up above If it ain't a fist it isn't love As for our lady she kneels down Her neck is bent, the blade comes down Doing! There goes the breakfast bell Back from heaven, back to hell Naked howling freedom - Hell's Ditch ***Version 2*** by Kristoffer Ekman Intro ||:Am Amsus2 Am|Am Amsus2 Am:|| ||:Dm Am|E Am|Dm Am|E Am|Dm Am |E Am|Dm Am |E Am:|| ||:Am Amsus2 Am|Am Amsus2 Am:|| |Am |Dm |Am E|Am |Am |Dm |Am E|Am || Am Dm Life's a bitch then you die black Hell Am E Am Hell's ditch naked howling freedom Am E The killer's hands are bound with chains at six o'clock it starts to rain E Am He'll never see the dawn again our lady of the flowers Dm Am Genet's feeling Ramon's dick the guy in the bunk above gets sick E Am In the cell next door the lunatic starts screaming for his mother Black dildo black hell As the Spanish cops ridiculed my gel A mugshot I remember well Little man how you have suffered Dm Am I could hear the screams from up above if it ain't a fist it isn't love Dm Am As for our lady she kneels down her neck is bent the blade comes down Dm Am Doing there goes the breakfast bell back from heaven back to hell E Am Naked howling freedom Hell's Ditch Outro |Am |Dm |Am E|Am |Am |E |E |Am || |Dm |Am |E |Am |Am |Dm |Am E|Am ||