| Исполнитель: | Saint Sinner (English) |
| Пользователь: | kyle sarcilla |
| Длительность: | 172 секунды |
| Начальная пауза: | 12 секунд |
| Названия аккордов: | Не установлено |
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| Комментарии к подбору: | Нет |
[Verse 1] (no drums)
G D
We smash the rules, we break the law,
E
Spray-paint slogans on every wall,
C
Fight the system, never crawl,
No one tells us what to do at all.
(with drums)
G D
We spike our hair, we tear our sleeves,
E
We live our truth — no one believes,
C
Raise our fists, we won’t succumb,
We fear no one… except for mum.
(Filler)
G, D, E, C,
[Pre-Chorus]
G
She’s got that tone, that deadly stare,
D
Freeze my boots right where they’re there,
E
Rebels run, but I can’t hide,
C
When she’s standing arms crossed, wide.
G
But when the lights go out at ten,
D
And mum says “clean your room again,”
E
I drop the bat, I drop the fight,
C C (build-up shout)
‘Cause mum’s the boss — and she’s always right!
[Chorus] ( Silent)
G
No gods, no kings, no rules, no fun,
D
We’ll riot hard till the job is done,
E
Kick the doors, we’ll never run,
C
We hate control, we hate the scum,
G
Yeah, no gods, no kings, no rules, no fun,
D
Except for mum, yeah, except for mum!
E
We’ll burn it down, we’ll start to run,
C (oneeeeeeeeeee)
Except for mum — she’s number one!
G
Yeah, no gods, no kings, no rules, no fun,
D
Except for mum, yeah, except for mum!
E (eveerrr) C
Anarchy forever, till the day I’m done, Except for mum
[Verse 2]
G
We hate the cops, we hate the suits,
D
Rip our jeans and scuff our boots,
E
We tear the posters, crash their cars,
C
Light our smokes beneath the stars.
G
But if she calls, I drop the fight,
D
Turn off the amp and dim the light,
E
Anarchy’s cool, till dinner’s done,
C
Yeah, revolution’s on pause for mum.
[Bridge]
G
No curfew laws, no masters here,
D
But mum says “bed,” I disappear,
E
She’s got more power than any crown,
C
One raised brow, and I shut down.
G
She feeds the beast, she raised the freak,
D
The punk who still kisses her cheek,
E
She’s the general, I’m her drum,
C (one^^)
I march for no one — except for mum.
[Pre-Chorus]
G D
She raised a rebel, loud and proud,
E
But even punks can’t talk too loud,
C
When she’s tired and needs her rest,
G
We whisper riots at her request!
D
But when the lights go out at ten,
E
And mum says “clean your room again,”
C
I drop the bat, I drop the fight,
‘Cause mum’s the boss — and she’s always right!
[Chorus]
G
No gods, no kings, no rules, no fun,
D
We’ll riot hard till the job is...
(Filler)
G, D, E, C
G, D, E, C
G
No gods, no kings, no rules, no fun,
D
We’ll riot hard till the job is...
E
No gods, no kings, no rules, no fun,
C
Except for mum, yeah, except for mum!
G
No gods, no kings, no rules, no fun,
D
We’ll riot hard till the job is done
E
No gods, no kings, no rules, no fun,
C
Except for mum, yeah, except for mum!
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11/06/2025
12:40 PM