Paint A Vulgar Picture

The Smiths

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[Intro] |       |        |()      |        | |             |            | (6/4) |    |       |    |         | [Verse 1] At the record company meeting On their hands: a dead star. And ooh the plans that they weave And ooh the sickening greed. [Verse 2] At the record company party On their hands: a dead star. The sycophantic slags all say: "I knew him first and I knew him well." Re-issue! Re-package! Re-package! Re-evaluate the songs Double pack with a photograph Extra track (and a tacky badge.) [Verse 3] A-list playlist "Please them please them please them!" (Sadly this was your life) But you could have said no if you’d wanted to   You could have said no if you’d wanted to. [Verse 4] BPI MTV BBC "Please them. please them!" (Sadly this was your life) But you could have said no if you’d wanted to You could have walked away couldn’t you? [Verse 5]   I touched you at the soundcheck You had no real way of knowing. In my heart I begged "Take me with you. I don’t care where you’re going." [Verse 6] But to you I was faceless I was fawning I was boring. A child from those ugly new houses Who could never begin to know Who could never really know.   [Solo]                                                           * [Guitar Solo] B|------7-8h7---------10/12-10-8p7--------------10-8-10-8-10-12-12-10-10---| |7-7-9-------7-7-9-9--------------7-7-9-9-9/11----------------------------| |-------------------------------------------------------------------------| |-------------------------------------------------------------------------| |-------------------------------------------------------------------------| e|10-10--------------------------------------------------------------------| B|------7-8p7-------------12-10----12-10-------------------------14-14p12--| G|------------9-9----------------------------------------9/12--------------| D|------------------------------12-------11h12-12--17/12------14-----------| |-------------------------------------------------------------------------| |-------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|-------------------------------------------------------10h11---11h12-12--| G|12p11----------------------14-12-14-12-14-16-16-14-14--------------------| D|------12-12-14-14----14h16-----------------------------------------------| |-------------------------------------------------------------------------| |-------------------------------------------------------------------------| [Verse 7] Best of! Most of! Satiate the need Slip them into different sleeves! Buy both and feel deceived Climber new entry re-entry. [Verse 8] World tour!("Media whore!") "Please the press in Belgium!" (This was your life...) And when it fails to recoup? Well maybe: You just haven’t earned it yet baby. [Verse 9] I walked a pace behind you at the souundcheck. You’re just the same as I am. What makes most people feel happy Leads us headlong into harm. So in my bedroom in those ugly new houses I dance my legs down to the knees. But me and my true love will never meet again... [Verse 10] At the record company meeting On their hands at last a dead star! But they can never taint you in my eyes They can never touch you now. No they cannot hurt you my darling They cannot touch you now But me  and my true love will never meet again. [Outro]                 ************************************ | h  Hammer-on | p  Pull-off | /  Slide up ************************************

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