The Flaming Lips - Jesus Shootin Heroin Chords

 
         
         
         
         
         
X
3
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
1
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
X
3
4
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3

12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
         
         
         
         
         
X
2
3
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
1
1
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
1
1
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
3
2
4
1
2 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
4
4
4
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
2

9 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
X
12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
2
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
         
         
         
         
         
2
3
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
2
4
1
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
4
2
1
2 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
2
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
3
2
4
1
4 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
X

12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
1
1
1
No chord
    
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo
7-6-07

Intro

C Am Em

CWell, I never really uAmnderstood religiEmons, CExcept it seems a Amgood reason to kiEmll. CEverybody's got thAmeir own conceptioEmns, CAnd you know, theyAm always wiEmll. CThese days are needAmles under my Emskin. CJesus sAmhootin' heEmroin.

Break

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If there are priests at your party, And you're playing cards that are numbered, And you got no reason to think it, Until your chances are uncovered. Tell me that I got to believe in, Jesus shootin' heroin.

Break

The police in new york city, Chased a boy, right through the park. In a case of mistaken identities, They put a bullet through his heart. I met mary, on the corner with the streetlights. She asked me if I'd come up to her room. I told her that I didn't have no money. She said she had to leave pretty soon. I decided that I would go in. Jesus shootin' heroin.

Break

End on Am

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