Creo que es mejor que la anterior que estaba publicada, saludos! Puede haber algun error por ahí jaja White Trash Intro: [ Am - Em Am Em Am Dm Night is down in insect town Dm G I'm sitting here glued to the glowing tube G Tedious, tedium, flowing slow G Am I'm crying for something I could really use Am Em Am Em Am Em Am Em Dm We're worker ants, or ants with wings Em Am Saying "God I'm high" or "Christ, I'm late" Am Asking girls and women Dm Em "Won't you show us the way Em Am To crumple sheets and naughtier things? " Am Dm But it's sad, so sad Dm Em The old people never had not quite so bad (not this way, anyway) Em Am Em Am Em And it,s sad, sad, sad Am Dm The sadness of a long dead star on late night TV Em Am The sadness of shooting away your bloom Dm And of old crumpled men in their workday suits Em Am And telephones ringing in empty rooms Am Dm All the birds have flown from the uptown Em Am And a family I know has built an ark Am Dm It's been raining long in a steady flow Em Am And newspaper headlines read bad and stark Am Dm But is sad, so sad Dm Em The old people never had not quite so bad. Em Am Em Am Em And it,s sad, sad, sad Am Dm The sadness of a long dead star on late night TV Em Am The sadness of shooting away your bloom Dm And of old crumpled men in their workday suits Em Am And telephones ringing in empty rooms (ACÁ CAMBIA RITMO, SE VUELVE MÁS SKA) Am Stengen stengen, scabadobade || Dm Stengen stengen, scabadobade || x 2 Em Stengen stengen, scabadobade || Am Scabadubade scabadubade || // Am Dm People of Babylon, if you want to be wrong Em You've got to be strong If not you'll go down Am Down, down down Am You can bite the hands that feeds you Dm Spit in the face of those who needs you Em But when you're old, who is gonna feed you Am When you're on your own? Am Dm I hear my black brothers every day Saying how they've been put down in so many ways Em Well, what about us Rasta? Am Some of us been treated just the same way I look around and all I see is Am White trash in a Babylon Dm White trash in a London Em Am White trash right here in Buenos Aires town Ska, Ska... SOLO Am People of the Argentine Dm You eat your meat everyday And you dress so fine Em What about your brothers in Africa Dying, starving Am All of the time? Well you can bite the hand... I look around and all I see is Am White trash in Birmingham Dm White trash in Twinckenham Em Am White trash where I live in Hurlingham