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Song: Voices Inside My Head
Band: The Police
Album: Zenyatta Mondatta
Bassist: Sting
Comments: As with most Police is bass lines, this a relatively
simple but has a really nice feel to it. Make sure ascent
the B's on the beggining phrase.I'm just going to post all
the little riffs Sting does through out the song and let
you piece them together. It's not very hard.
Riff A
G*----------------*
D*----------------*
A*2202-----------0*
E*----------------*
Riff B
G*----------------*
D*----------------*
A*2202-----40----0*
E*-----------20---*
Riff C
G*----------------*
D*----------------*
A*2202---2440-----*
E*-----------20-2-*
Riff D
G*----------------*
D*----------2-4-2-*
A*2202---24-------*
E*----------------*
Riff E
G*----------------*
D*----------------*
A*2202---2440-----*
E*-----------20-2-*
Taken from BASSMASTA.NET - http://www.bassmasta.net
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eric Wanna Be |
#1 by eric stevens at Nov 18, 1970 at 6:00 PM EST |
| Creepy song! But a good one, none the less. | |
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Smellson Wanna Be |
#2 by Smellson at Mar 25, 1984 at 6:14 AM EST |
| Here even experts can hardly see clear The women are men—the men are women here Young men are dancing with zest In evening dress, with rubber breast While talking in soprano—the women wear tuxedoes And talk like Santa Claus While lighting big Havanas If we had won—then everyone Would be a soldier The entire land would be run by goon and gun And all around, would be barbed wire Then reason would be kept in fetters Accused and always on the spot And wars would come—like operettas If we had won the last war But we were in luck—and we did not What good is it to have seen much such folly And for what—are these endlessly many And no two, the same What good to us—is all this And these games … This life is gay! Isn’t it sweet, ding dong? [paraphrased] | |
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Sam Average |
#3 by Sam the man at Dec 31, 2004 at 7:58 AM EST |
| Nobody has a comment for this song!? This song has been heavily sampled by hip-hop and R&B. It also left out the repeated "Jump! Jump! Jump!" chorus in the background. It's about a guy who's girlfriend broke up with him and he's ready to commit suicide. | |