Stop Drop And Roll Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

C5 C♯5 D5 Sixteen and a son of a bitch!

C5 C♯5 D5 Got a gun and a strychnine twist

C5 C♯5 D5 Little girl on the graveyard shift

C5 C♯5 D5 Out of control and doesn't give a shit

G5I don't wanna go F5down. G5I don't wanna go F5down.

G5I don't wanna go F5down. G5I don't wanna go F5down.

At the same time, this is sung:

Gonna lose control!

So stop, drop, and roll.

[Intro chords again]

A5So, baby-doll, don't you C5lose your touch.

A5You take it all cause it's C5never gonna take too much.

[Intro chords again]

Dirty mouth and the look of death.

My tequila coming' from your breath.

Your lips are like a cherry bomb with teeth

Losing control, break my sanity.

Chorus

So, baby-doll, don't you lose your touch.

You take it all cause you're never gonna take too much.

Solo

I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down.

I don't wanna go down. I don't wanna go down.

Gonna lose control!

So stop, drop, and roll.

So, baby-doll, don't you lose your touch.

You take it all 'cause you're never gonna take too...

Losing control and you lose your touch.

You take it all, 'cause you're never gonna take too much.

2. Mother Mary

Intro

A C♯m Bm E

ADo you want to eC♯mlope tonight

BmGetting lost in the sEhadows

AAll dressed up like a C♯mswitchblade knife

BmLet's hang in love from the gEallows

AOr we can take a walk aC♯mround the lake

BmThere's a garden in the Epark there

AUnder the stars next to the C♯mfireside

BmAnywhere is better Ethan here

DOh Mother EMary, take my Ahand

DI'll be a Esaint, I'll be your Aman

DI'll do most Eanything, 'cause AI G♯mdon't F♯mcare ...

DOh Mother EMary, take my Ahand.

Take a ride on the midnight train

We'll fall asleep at the station

Too much wine, driving me insane

And then we'll miss our destination

Oh well, too bad, who cares, it's all right.

As long as we will stick together

In hell we’ll rain a rose (could be arrows) of sunshine

We'll watch it rise and shine forever

Oh Mother Mary, take my hand

I'll be a saint, I'll be your man

I'll do most anything, 'cause I don't care ...

Oh Mother Mary, take my hand.

3. Ruby Room

Intro

B5

B5 D5 A5 E5 B5

A5 FE5ourteenth street, booze and swallow

B5 D5 A5 E5 B5 D5

E5 I'm gonna drown my sorrow.

B5 D5 A5 E5 B5

A5 DE5irty floors and sticky tables.

B5 D5 A5 E5 B5

A5 FE5or the willing and the able.

G5 All the zombies on a F♯5hot Friday night.C♯5 D5

B5Going D5down to the A5Ruby E5Room.

B5I'm D5gonna A5meet my E5doom.

B5By the D5name of A5Rosie E5May.

B5She's the D5night pick A5of the E5day, yeah.

Lucky Strike and I will travel.

As a Pabst Blue Ribbon unravels.

Gonna drink my hard earned pay.

'Cause it doesn't matter anyway, yeah.

Seeing double on a one last one night stand.

Goin' down to the Ruby Room.

I'm gonna meet my doom.

By the name of Rosie May.

She's the midnight pick of the day, yeah!

Going down to the Ruby Room.

Going down to the Ruby Room.

I'm gonna meet my doom.

By the name of Rosie May.

She's the midnight pick of the day, yeah, yeah!

Going down to the Ruby Room.

Going down to the Ruby Room.

"Side 2"

4. Red Tide

Intro

Repeat intro from the bar lines. This is repeated through the verse's first two lines

I have written "F")and the last line. The third line is played the same, but on the A

FMary's in her hour of darkness.

FEverything she feels is hopeless.

CDisconnected from the dancehall.

FTripping on her heart of purple.

D Is this passion or.C..

Or your red tide?

FFaces of her bleak expression.

FTaking on her town's impression.

CTis' the season's witching hour.

FAs the summer loses power.

D Is this passion or.C..

Or your red tide?

Solo

CMary's breaking your kiss goodnight.

FThis is where her heart will not die.

D Is this passion or.C..

Or your red tide?

5. Highway 1

B5 D5 E5 A5 B5 I'm on a midnight death trip.

B5 D5 E5 A5 B5 I'm on a mission from God.

B5 D5 E5 A5 B5 A stolen car and a death wish.

B5 D5 E5 A5 B5 To hell on Highway 1

E5Four on the flE7oor, a hundred E5miles per hE7our.

E5I'm gonna fly E7til the E5tires can't fly E7no more.B5

E5I've got my blues, E7gonna E5make a raE7cket.

E5 E7 E5 F♯5

G5NotA5hing to lose but this straight jacket on too tight.

As the wind comes off the ocean.

And my hair is combed just right.

I'm in a stolen locomotion.

Straight out of 1965.

So, pass the bottle, a hundred miles per hour.

I'm gonna fly 'til the tires can't fly no more.

C'mon!

I've got my friends and a shark skin jacket.

Nothing to lose, gonna live it up 'til I die.

Well, on the night before the supper.

And I'm gonna smash the glass just right.

So, give me one good dose of thunder.

Before I fall on my ass tonight.

Four on the floor, a hundred miles per hour.

I'm gonna fly 'til the tires can't fly no more.

C'mon!

I've got my blues, gonna make a racket.

Nothing to lose but this straight jacket on too tight.

6. She's a Saint, Not a Celebrity

Intro

 Part 1:B5 E5 F♯5 B5 x2

B5Ma-E5rie, come F♯5out toB5night.

B5You could E5be my F♯5valenB5tine.

B5Ma-E5rie, you're F♯5center B5stage.

B5You're the E5soul for the F♯5new B5age.

A5I will be the B5leper.

 read me E5my last B5rite

A5a crippled beB5liever

 gimme A5si-F♯5ght

Intro

Part 2) again]

Marie, would you make a bid,

on a broken invalid ?

Marie, would you drink my wine?

we could live on stolen time

I will be the leper

read me my last rite

a crippled believer

gimme sight

Solo

Marie, full of grace and sin.

throwing caution to the wind

Marie, I'm crucified

drink my blood coming from my eyes

I will be your leper

read me my last rite

a crippled believer

gimme me sight

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