Lukisan Pagi - Tohpati

Tohpati - Lukisan Pagi

Do=C

Intro : C F (4x) G

Verse :

C F

Bulan terangi malam

G Abdim Am G

Diam s'ribu bahasa

F Em Abdim Am G

Menanti seper- cik harapan

F G

Dalam khayalan

C F

Fajar yang berkilau

G Abdim Am G

Datang membuka hari

F Em Abdim Am G F G

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Chorus 1 :

C F C Bb on F F

Lihatlah warna pada caha- ya

Am F G

Menjadi lukisan pagi

C F C Bb on F F

Bukalah renda agar caha- ya

Am F G C

Sinari damainya arti kehidupan

Solo gitar, progresi kord dari Verse

Chorus 1

Solo gitar, progresi kord dari Chorus 1

Bridge :

F Em Abdim Am G F G

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Back to Chorus 1 :

Chorus 2 :

C F C Bb on F F

Dengarlah suara dari sanuba- ri

Am F G

Menuntun arah yang pasti

C F C Bb on F F

Sejauh batas pandangan ma- ta

Am F G C

Sedalam hati mencari kedamaian

Music : C F (Fade out, ending)

Murder by Number - Sting

Artist (Band): Sting & Police

When you reach number ten

And think the struggle ends

But it ain't the end

It's only a trend

You have to unbend

'Cause it's only a trend

Don't lose all your friends

Don't make your heroes end

When you reach number eight

It ain't no pearly gate

'Cause it won't satiate

Your growing appetite

You can ply your trade

And push your crusade

Emancipate or indoctrinate, but the

Traps are all laid for any honest crusade

Your old values will fade

As you struggle to make the grade

As you struggle to make the grade

You needn't bother!

When you hit number four

You're almost through the door

But there's a whole lot

More you just can't ignore

The telephone's sure, you know the score

But don't let this uproar

Dissipate your encore

It's written in the news

How you paid your dues

But you've no excuse

For the people you abuse

When you reach number one

You can beat your drum

You can sack your roadies in Birmingham

When your record is platinum

You can stick it to the [band]

To the wall like you've always planned

It's written in the news how you paid your dues

But you've no excuse for the people you abuse

When you reach number ten

The people you abuse

No excuse

For the people you abuse

You've got no excuse

For the people you abuse

Ode to My Family - The Cranberries

The Cranberries - Ode to My Family

Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo... 

Understand the things I say,

don't turn away from me,

'Cause I've spent half my life out there,

you wouldn't disagree

Do you see me? Do you see? Do you like me?

Do you like me standing there? Do you notice?

Do you know? Do you see me? Do you see me?

Does anyone care?

Unhappiness where's when I was young,

And we didn't give a damn,

'Cause we were raised,

To see life as fun and take it if we can

My mother, my mother,

She hold me, she hold me, when I was out there

My father, my father,

He liked me, oh, he liked me

Does anyone care?

Understand what I've become, it wasn't my desing

And people ev'rywhere think,

something better than I am

But I miss you, I miss, 'cause I liked it,

'Cause I liked it, when I was out there

Do you know this?

Do you know you did not find me

You did not find

Does anyone care?

Unhappiness where's when I was young,

And we didn't give a damn,

'Cause we were raised,

To see life as fun and take it if we can

My mother, my mother,

She hold me, she hold me, when I was out there

My father, my father,

He liked me, oh, he liked me

Does anyone care?...

Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo...

Just My Imagination - The Cranberries

The Cranberries - Just My Imagination

There was a game we used to play

We would hit the town on Friday night

And stay in bed until Sunday

We used to be so free

We were living for the love we had and

Living not for reality 

It was just my imagination (x3)

There was a time I used to pray

I have always kept my faith in love

It's the greatest thing from the man above

The game I used to play

I've always put my cards upon the table

Let it never be said that I'd be unstable

It was just my imagination (x3)

There is a game I like to play

I like to hit the town on Friday night

And stay in bed until Sunday

We'll always be this free

We will be living for the love we have

Living not for reality

It's not my imagination (x3)

Not my (x18)