Brian Eno - Babys On Fire Chords

Main Riff
 
         
         
         
         
         
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variations
         
         
         
         
         
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11 fr
         
         
         
         
         
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No chord
    
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo

Intro

A

BBabyA's on fire better throw her in the water Look at her laughing like a heifer to the slaughter Baby's on fire And all the laughing boys are bitching waiting for photos Oh the plot is so bewitching. BRescuAers row row Do your best to change the subject Blow the wind blow blow Lend some assistance to the object Photographers snip snap Take your time she's only burning This kind of experience Is necessary for her learning If you'll be my flotsam I could be half the man I used to They said you were hot stuff And that's what baby's been reduced to.

Guitar solo

BJuaniAta and Juan Very clever with maracas Making their fortunes Selling second-hand tobaccos Juan dances at Chico's And when the clients are evicted He empties the ashtrays And pockets all that he's collected

Coda

BBut Ababy's on fire! And all the instruments agree that her temperatures rising but any idiot would know that

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