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A cifra Zozobra serve para violao e guitarra?

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"Zozobra", com credito para HappyHappy. Essa gravacao aparece relacionada ao lancamento "Zozobra" (ano 2019, pais XW, status Official). Happy

Gilmore 2 é um filme norte-americano de comédia esportiva de 2025, dirigido por Kyle Newacheck e escrito por Tim Herlihy e Adam Sandler. É a sequência de "Happy Gilmore" (1996), e estrelado por Adam Sandler ao lado de Julie Bowen, Christopher McDonald, Benny Safdie, Bad Bunny e Ben Stiller. And the Hun Hangar Ensemble é o quarto álbum de estúdio de A Hawk and a Hacksaw, lançado em 2007 pela gravadora The Leaf Label.

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[Intro]
  (E/B)   (E/A)     (E/B)   (E/A)     (E/B)   (E/A)     (E)     (E)
e|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
G|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---|
D|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-| (x2)
A|-2-------0-------|-2-------0-------|-2-------0-------|-----------------|
E|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-0-------0-------|

[Verse 1]
  (E/B)   (E/A)            (E)     (E)
e|-----------------|      |-----------------|
B|-----------------|      |-----------------|
G|-----1-------1---|      |-----1-------1---|
D|---2---2---2---2-| (x8) |---2---2---2---2-|  (x2)
A|-2-------0-------|      |-----------------|
E|-----------------|      |-0-------0-------|

N.C.
You wanted honesty, I wanted it more,
N.C.
You wanted Doctor Phil, I gave you Frank-N-Furter;
N.C.
With golden underwear & flashy showtunes
N.C.
If I knew what was wrong with me I'd tell you.

[Verse 2]
  (E/B)(E/A)        (E) (E)
e|----------|      |-------|
B|----------|      |-------|
G|-1----1---|      |-1---1-|
D|-2----2---| (x8) |-2---2-|
A|-2----0---|      |-------|
E|----------|      |-0---0-|

E/B          E/A           E/B          E/A
It’s always you versus me, it’s always us versus them;
           E/B            E/A         E/B              E/A
That’s the only way I can ever get my brain to comprehend
         E/B          E/A       E/B          E/A
That I am not as worthless as I think that I am;
            E/B               E/A            E/B         E/A         E     E
My self-destructive habits fold when they realize I have been the Zozo~o~o~bra~.

[Pre-Chorus 1]
  (E) (F#)(G#)(A)
e|---------------|-----------4-----|
B|---------------|-7-5-7-5-7---7-5-|
G|---------------|-----------------|
D|---------------|-----------------|
A|-2---4---6---7-|-----------------|
E|-0---2---4---5-|-----------------|

E            F#                  G#             A/Riff
And that means I’m specialer than you, that means I’m all that in a bag of chips.
       E                 F#                G#                A/Riff
These salt and vinegar wounds are healing now but they don’t feel like it.

[Chorus 1]
  (F#)(A)(E)
e|----------|
B|----------|
G|----------|
D|-----2----|
A|-4---0--2-|
E|-2------0-|

F#               A          E
And me in all of my glory, my hipster beat-up t-shirts;
     F#              A             E
The fifty-foot tall effigy you burned.
        F#                A                   E
Well I hope you wrote my name down, I hope you stuck it deep inside;
F#                    A          E
Watched it burn with everything else everyone wanted to watch die.

[Break]
  (E/B)   (E/A)     (E/B)   (E/A)     (E/B)   (E/A)     (E)     (E)
e|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
G|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---|
D|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-| (x2)
A|-2-------0-------|-2-------0-------|-2-------0-------|-----------------|
E|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-0-------0-------|

[Verse 3]
  (E/B)   (E/A)            (E)     (E)
e|-----------------|      |-----------------|
B|-----------------|      |-----------------|
G|-----1-------1---|      |-----1-------1---|
D|---2---2---2---2-| (x8) |---2---2---2---2-|  (x2)
A|-2-------0-------|      |-----------------|
E|-----------------|      |-0-------0-------|

N.C.
You were the one who got underneath the fact
N.C.
And the fiction, found what’s in between
N.C.
The smile that you’re fakin' and your pearly white teeth
N.C.
It’s the feeling that feels like nothin' is real

[Verse 4]
    E/B           E/A        E/B             E/A
But I can feel it crawlin' up through my neck
            E/B          E/A             E/B         E/A
It’s the very worst feelin' whenever it reaches my head
                E/B               E/A         E/B         E/A
It feels like I did a lot of drugs even though I know I didn’t
           E/B          E/A       E/B         E/A     E      E
I feel like I’m gonna die, the anxiety is kickin' in

[Pre-Chorus 2]
                     E            F#                  G#             A/Riff
And that means I’m specialer than you, that means I’m all that in a bag of chips.
       E                 F#                G#                A/Riff
These salt and vinegar wounds are healing now but they don’t feel like it.

[Chorus 2]
    F#               A          E
And me in all of my glory, my hipster beat-up t-shirts;
     F#              A             E
The fifty-foot tall effigy you burned.
        F#                A                   E
Well I hope you wrote my name down, I hope you stuck it deep inside;
F#                    A          E
Watched it burn with everything else everyone wanted to watch die.

[Interlude 1]
  (C#)(B#)(E) (A)
e|---------------|
B|---------------|
G|---------------|
D|-6---4---9---2-|
A|-4---2---7---0-|
E|---------------|

C#        B#       E           A
I am your anxieties, I am your whole life;
C#         B#               E              A
Destroy me all that you want, I’ll see you next time.
C#        B#      E         A
I am your brother; I am his bad habits.
C#       B#                 E        A
I do the things that he does; I disappear for a month.

(Play interlude x3)

[Bridge]
  (E) (F#)(G#)(B#)(A)
e|---------------|---|
B|---------------|---|
G|---------------|---|
D|-9---9---6---4-|-2-|
A|-7---6---4---2-|-0-|
E|---------------|---|

E                      D#
You’re going to burn me; you’re going to turn me to ash.
C#                   B#                          A
Cover me in kerosene, and send pictures to your dad.
E                   D#
You’re gonna hurt me; you’re gonna hurt me bad.
C#           B#                A
I’m gonna cry; you’re gonna laugh.

[Interlude 2]
C#        B#       E           A
I am your anxieties, I am your whole life;
C#         B#               E              A
Destroy me all that you want, I’ll see you next time.
C#        B#      E         A
I am your brother; I am his bad habits.
C#       B#                 E        A
I do the things that he does; I disappear for a month.

(Play interlude x2)

[Chorus 3]
    F#               A          E
And me in all of my glory, my hipster beat-up t-shirts;
     F#              A             E
The fifty-foot tall effigy you burned.
        F#                A                   E
Well I hope you wrote my name down, I hope you stuck it deep inside;
F#                    A          E
Watched it burn with everything else everyone wanted to watch die.

[Outro]
  (E/B)   (E/A)     (E/B)   (E/A)     (E/B)   (E/A)     (E)     (E)
e|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
G|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---|
D|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-| (x2)
A|-2-------0-------|-2-------0-------|-2-------0-------|-----------------|
E|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-0-------0-------|

N.C.
But some things that are broken deserve to be broken,
N.C.
Some things that are burned deserve to be burned;
N.C.
Some people that don’t fit in will never fit in,
N.C.
Some things that I’ve learned deserve to be unlearned.

(End on E, let ring.)

******************************

| ~   Let ring
| ^   Play next octave

******************************

[Intro]
N.C.
You wanted honesty, I wanted it more,
N.C.
You wanted Doctor Phil, I gave you Frank-N-Furter;
N.C.
With golden underwear & flashy showtunes
N.C.
If I knew what was wrong with me I'd tell you.

[Verse 2]
            E/B          E/A           E/B          E/A
It’s always you versus me, it’s always us versus them;
           E/B            E/A         E/B              E/A
That’s the only way I can ever get my brain to comprehend
         E/B          E/A       E/B          E/A
That I am not as worthless as I think that I am;
            E/B               E/A            E/B         E/A         E     E
My self-destructive habits fold when they realize I have been the Zozo~o~o~bra~.

[Pre-Chorus 1]
  (E) (F#)(G#)(A)
                     E            F#                  G#             A/Riff
And that means I’m specialer than you, that means I’m all that in a bag of chips.
       E                 F#                G#                A/Riff
These salt and vinegar wounds are healing now but they don’t feel like it.

[Chorus 1]
  (F#)(A)(E)
    F#               A          E
And me in all of my glory, my hipster beat-up t-shirts;
     F#              A             E
The fifty-foot tall effigy you burned.
        F#                A                   E
Well I hope you wrote my name down, I hope you stuck it deep inside;
F#                    A          E
Watched it burn with everything else everyone wanted to watch die.

[Break]
N.C.
You were the one who got underneath the fact
N.C.
And the fiction, found what’s in between
N.C.
The smile that you’re fakin' and your pearly white teeth
N.C.
It’s the feeling that feels like nothin' is real

[Interlude 1]
  (C#)(B#)(E) (A)
C#        B#       E           A
I am your anxieties, I am your whole life;
C#         B#               E              A
Destroy me all that you want, I’ll see you next time.
C#        B#      E         A
I am your brother; I am his bad habits.
C#       B#                 E        A
I do the things that he does; I disappear for a month.

(Play interlude x3)

[Bridge]
  (E) (F#)(G#)(B#)(A)
E                      D#
You’re going to burn me; you’re going to turn me to ash.
C#                   B#                          A
Cover me in kerosene, and send pictures to your dad.
E                   D#
You’re gonna hurt me; you’re gonna hurt me bad.
C#           B#                A
I’m gonna cry; you’re gonna laugh.

(Play interlude x2)

[Outro]
N.C.
But some things that are broken deserve to be broken,
N.C.
Some things that are burned deserve to be burned;
N.C.
Some people that don’t fit in will never fit in,
N.C.
Some things that I’ve learned deserve to be unlearned.

(End on E, let ring.)

******************************

| ~   Let ring
| ^   Play next octave

******************************

Simplificar Afinação: E A D G B ETecla: ECapotraste: Sem capotraste Not a perfect transcription of every part of the song, but it should serve as a strong jumping off point. The included strum pattern should help fill in rhythm for a solo guitar. [Intro] (E/B) (E/A) (E/B) (E/A) (E/B) (E/A) (E) (E) e|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| B|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| G|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---| D|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-| (x2) A|-2-------0-------|-2-------0-------|-2-------0-------|-----------------| E|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-0-------0-------| [Verse 1] (E/B) (E/A) (E) (E) e|-----------------| |-----------------| B|-----------------| |-----------------| G|-----1-------1---| |-----1-------1---| D|---2---2---2---2-| (x8) |---2---2---2---2-| (x2) A|-2-------0-------| |-----------------| E|-----------------| |-0-------0-------| N.C. You wanted honesty, I wanted it more, N.C. You wanted Doctor Phil, I gave you Frank-N-Furter; N.C. With golden underwear & flashy showtunes N.C. If I knew what was wrong with me I'd tell you. [Verse 2] (E/B)(E/A) (E) (E) e|----------| |-------| B|----------| |-------| G|-1----1---| |-1---1-| D|-2----2---| (x8) |-2---2-| A|-2----0---| |-------| E|----------| |-0---0-| E/B E/A E/B E/A It’s always you versus me, it’s always us versus them; E/B E/A E/B E/A That’s the only way I can ever get my brain to comprehend E/B E/A E/B E/A That I am not as worthless as I think that I am; E/B E/A E/B E/A E E My self-destructive habits fold when they realize I have been the Zozo~o~o~bra~. [Pre-Chorus 1] (E) (F#)(G#)(A) e|---------------|-----------4-----| B|---------------|-7-5-7-5-7---7-5-| G|---------------|-----------------| D|---------------|-----------------| A|-2---4---6---7-|-----------------| E|-0---2---4---5-|-----------------| E F# G# A/Riff And that means I’m specialer than you, that means I’m all that in a bag of chips. E F# G# A/Riff These salt and vinegar wounds are healing now but they don’t feel like it. [Chorus 1] (F#)(A)(E) e|----------| B|----------| G|----------| D|-----2----| A|-4---0--2-| E|-2------0-| F# A E And me in all of my glory, my hipster beat-up t-shirts; F# A E The fifty-foot tall effigy you burned. F# A E Well I hope you wrote my name down, I hope you stuck it deep inside; F# A E Watched it burn with everything else everyone wanted to watch die. [Break] (E/B) (E/A) (E/B) (E/A) (E/B) (E/A) (E) (E) e|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| B|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| G|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---| D|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-| (x2) A|-2-------0-------|-2-------0-------|-2-------0-------|-----------------| E|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-0-------0-------| [Verse 3] (E/B) (E/A) (E) (E) e|-----------------| |-----------------| B|-----------------| |-----------------| G|-----1-------1---| |-----1-------1---| D|---2---2---2---2-| (x8) |---2---2---2---2-| (x2) A|-2-------0-------| |-----------------| E|-----------------| |-0-------0-------| N.C. You were the one who got underneath the fact N.C. And the fiction, found what’s in between N.C. The smile that you’re fakin' and your pearly white teeth N.C. It’s the feeling that feels like nothin' is real [Verse 4] E/B E/A E/B E/A But I can feel it crawlin' up through my neck E/B E/A E/B E/A It’s the very worst feelin' whenever it reaches my head E/B E/A E/B E/A It feels like I did a lot of drugs even though I know I didn’t E/B E/A E/B E/A E E I feel like I’m gonna die, the anxiety is kickin' in [Pre-Chorus 2] E F# G# A/Riff And that means I’m specialer than you, that means I’m all that in a bag of chips. E F# G# A/Riff These salt and vinegar wounds are healing now but they don’t feel like it. [Chorus 2] F# A E And me in all of my glory, my hipster beat-up t-shirts; F# A E The fifty-foot tall effigy you burned. F# A E Well I hope you wrote my name down, I hope you stuck it deep inside; F# A E Watched it burn with everything else everyone wanted to watch die. [Interlude 1] (C#)(B#)(E) (A) e|---------------| B|---------------| G|---------------| D|-6---4---9---2-| A|-4---2---7---0-| E|---------------| C# B# E A I am your anxieties, I am your whole life; C# B# E A Destroy me all that you want, I’ll see you next time. C# B# E A I am your brother; I am his bad habits. C# B# E A I do the things that he does; I disappear for a month. (Play interlude x3) [Bridge] (E) (F#)(G#)(B#)(A) e|---------------|---| B|---------------|---| G|---------------|---| D|-9---9---6---4-|-2-| A|-7---6---4---2-|-0-| E|---------------|---| E D# You’re going to burn me; you’re going to turn me to ash. C# B# A Cover me in kerosene, and send pictures to your dad. E D# You’re gonna hurt me; you’re gonna hurt me bad. C# B# A I’m gonna cry; you’re gonna laugh. [Interlude 2] C# B# E A I am your anxieties, I am your whole life; C# B# E A Destroy me all that you want, I’ll see you next time. C# B# E A I am your brother; I am his bad habits. C# B# E A I do the things that he does; I disappear for a month. (Play interlude x2) [Chorus 3] F# A E And me in all of my glory, my hipster beat-up t-shirts; F# A E The fifty-foot tall effigy you burned. F# A E Well I hope you wrote my name down, I hope you stuck it deep inside; F# A E Watched it burn with everything else everyone wanted to watch die. [Outro] (E/B) (E/A) (E/B) (E/A) (E/B) (E/A) (E) (E) e|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| B|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| G|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---|-----1-------1---| D|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-| (x2) A|-2-------0-------|-2-------0-------|-2-------0-------|-----------------| E|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-0-------0-------| N.C. But some things that are broken deserve to be broken, N.C. Some things that are burned deserve to be burned; N.C. Some people that don’t fit in will never fit in, N.C. Some things that I’ve learned deserve to be unlearned. (End on E, let ring.) ****************************** | ~ Let ring | ^ Play next octave ******************************

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