Guns and Roses - Garden of Eden
Originally in Eb, I play in E (an octave down) (obviously)
Spoken
It’s a cEritical solution, and the east coast got the blues
It’s a Emass of confusion, like the lies they sell to you
Vox on the b3
You got a gElass-jawed toothache of a mental disease
And they be running ‘round back, see them line up on their knees
‘Cause the kiss-ass sycophants, throwing penance at your feet
When they got nowhere to go
Watch them come in off the streets
While they’re Gbanging out front
Inside they’re slamming to the crunch
Go on and throw me to the lions
And the whole damn screaming bunch
Cause the pissed-off rip-offs, are everywhere you turn
Tell me how a generation’s ever supposed to learn
Vox on the 1 on “fire”, which is originally an F# (!!!)
This Gfire’s burning, and it’s out of control
It’s not a problem you can stop it’s rock n’ roll
G
I rEead it on a wall, it went straight to my head
It said, “dance to the tension of a world on edge”
We got racial violence, and who’ll cast the first stone?
And sex is used any way it can be
ASometimes, when I look out, it’s hard to see the day
It’s a feeling, you can have it, it’s not mEine to take away
E→ D#→ D→ C#→ E→ F→ F#→
GLost in the Garden of Eden
Yeah, we’re lost in the Garden of Eden
And there’s no one’s gonna believe this
But we’re lost in the Garden of Eden
This fGire’s burning, and it’s out of control
It’s not a problem you can stop it’s rock n’ roll
GSuck on that
ELooking through this point of view
There’s no way I’m gonna fit in
Don’t you tell me what my eyes see
Don’t you tell me who to believe in
AI ain’t superstitious, but I know when something’s wrong
I’ve been dragging my heels with a bitch called hope
Let the Eundercurrent drag me along
E→ D#→ D→ C#→ E→ F→ F#→
GLost in the Garden of Eden
Yeah, we’re lost in the Garden of Eden
And there’s no one’s gonna believe this
But we’re lost in the Garden of Eden
Solo
AAAA
BGAA
Most oGrganized religions make a mockery of humanity
Our governments are dangerous and out of control
The Garden of Eden is just another graveyard
Said, if they had someone to buy it
Then I’m sure they’d sell my soul
This fGire’s burning, and it’s out of control
It’s not a problem you can stop it’s rock n’ roll
GLost in the Garden of Eden (and we ain’t talkin’ about no poison apple)
Said, we’re lost in the Garden of Eden
And there’s no one’s gonna believe this (or some missin’ rib, ya hear?)
But we’re lost in the Garden of Eden
This fGire’s burning, and it’s out of control
It’s not a problem you can stop it’s rock n’ roll