D ( Am C ) x2 Am C Am C With satan's hog no pig at all, and the weather getting dry Am C Am C We'll head south from Altamont, in a cold blooded travelled trance Am G C D So clear the road my bully boys, and let some thunder pass Am D Am C Am C We're pain, we're steel, a plot of knives, we're transmaniacon, M C Am C Am C Behind the pantry, behind the tree, the ghouls adopt that child Am C Am C Whose name resounds forever, whose name resounds on terror Am G C D And I'm no fool, to call that hog, cause man I remember Am D Am C Am C Those who did, resign their souls, to transmaniacon, M C Solo: Am D C F G D C F G Am C Am C Am C Am C And surely we did offer up, behind that stage at dawn Am C Am C Beers and barracuda, reds and monocaine Am G C D Pure nectar of antipathy, behind that stage at dawn Am D Am C Am C To those who would resign their souls, to transmaniacon, M C Am C Am C Cry the cable, cry the word, unknown terror's here Am C Am C And won't you try this tasty snack, behind the scenes or but the back Am G C D Which was the stage at Altamont, my humble boys of listless power Am D D D Am We're pain, we're steel, a plot of knives, we're transmaniacon
Transmaniacon Mc akkorde
von Blue Öyster Cult
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