Midnight Oil

[Powderworks] Poets and Slaves Tab

Matty S bus2bondi@hotmail.com
Sun, 11 Aug 2002 16:57:55 +1000


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<P>Hey Everyone</P></DIV>
<P>Heres the Tab of poets and slaves close to complete i think. Have a look have a play and if theres something wrong please drop me a mail. hope u are all well.</P></DIV>
<P>Thanx </P>
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<P>Matt&nbsp;</P>
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poets and slaves

Verse 1: (No Guitar First Verses)

F#m                       D
here comes the mechanical sun
F#m					  D
working on the bones in the dry old creek bed
E           A         D    E          A               D
mist on the old river bend yellow box hangs like itıs dead
F#m                                 D
the emerald silo is rusting from the inside

Chorus:
            A/C#             D   A/C#             D
you want to run like the wind
             A/C#             D   A/C#             D
you'll never come here again
           A/C#             D   A/C#             D
you want a world you can save
             A/C#       D   E
so c'mon you poets and slaves

F#m                       D
circus olympia pulls into town
F#m		            	       D
the dwarf and the fat man head out for beer
E           A         D    E            A            D
there is no lion that roars  no one can stand on the horse
F#m				  D
tomorrow is a no show the fortune teller cries

Chorus:
            A/C#             D   A/C#             D
you want to go down in flames
             A/C#             D   A/C#             D
you're gonna crash like the waves
           A/C#             D   A/C#             D
you can't  remember your name
             A/C#       D   E
so come on you poets and slaves

Slide Guitar Breake:
effects: Slow attack, delay

            F#m                  D
e|--------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-2/4-/-5-/-7-----------7-/-9-/-10v----------------------------|
G|-----------------------------------10-/-3-/-5-----------------|
D|-----------------------------------10-/-3-/-5-----------------|
A|-----------------------------------10-/-3-/-5-----------------|
E|--------------------------------------------------------------|

            F#m                  D
e|--------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-------4-/-7-----------7-/-9-/-10v----------3--/--10----------|
G|-----------------------------------10-/-3---3--/--10----------|
D|-----------------------------------10-/-3---------------------|
A|-----------------------------------10-/-3---------------------|
E|--------------------------------------------------------------|

F#m  				    D
we got everything we need sugar and beef
F#                                D
we got some good ideas we got the steering wheels and rolling stock too

Distortion!:
E                  A          D
  clouds came down low on the corn
E               A              D
  meat ants are gathering like storms

F#m						 D
somewhere in the quiet wild darkness a crocodile cries
				   Slide Riff:	e|-2-/-4-/-5v--|
            					B|-------------|

Chorus:
            A/C#             D   A/C#             D
you gotta
            A/C#             D   A/C#             D
you gotta
            A/C#             D   A/C#             D
you gotta
             A/C#       D   E
c'mon you    poets and slaves

Palm Muted:
B5      A5       D5    B5
	Do Do Do DooDooDo
B5      A5       D5    B5
	Do Do Do DooDooDo
B5      A5       D5    B5
	Do Do Do DooDooDo

Chorus till end:
            A/C#             D   A/C#             D
you got to  arrest the decay
            A/C#             D   A/C#             D
you're sinking down in the bay
            A/C#             D   A/C#             D
you can't remember your name
             A/C#       D   E
so c'mon you poets and slaves
            A/C#             D   A/C#             D
you've got to count what youıve made
            A/C#             D   A/C#             D
you're gonna pass like the days
            A/C#             D   A/C#             D
stop time and head for the stage
             A/C#       D   E
   c'mon you poets and slaves
             A/C#       D   E
   c'mon you poets and slaves
             A/C#       D   E
   c'mon you poets and slaves

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