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- From: Winston Campbell <jieuryli@eden.rutgers.edu>
- Subject: ONE HUNDRED YEARS by The Cure
-
-
- One Hundred Years
- (words by Robert Smith, music by Simon Gallup, Laurence Tolhurst, and
- Robert Smith)
-
- -Pornography- opens up with this cool anti-God-given-anything-good song.
- I was too lazy to put the chords over the words but here is the riff
- nonetheless:
-
- Cm B Cm B
-
- E ------------|------------|------------|-----4--3--4-3-|
- B ------------|------------|------------|---------------|
- G -7/\/\/\/\/-|-7/\/\/\/\/-|-7/\/\/\/\/-|-4-------------|
- D ------------|------------|------------|---------------|
- A ------------|------------|------------|---------------|
- E ------------|------------|------------|---------------|
-
-
- If you have heard the song before, I am sure you know what 7/\/\/\/ means.
- To play that you just have to repeatedly bend the note 1/2 step up and
- down. And I think you strike the note a couple times in the measure (say
- around four times- I have not transcribed it that way). You will notice
- that the song goes from Cm to B. If I wanted to be technical, for the
- fourth measure I would have wrote B, Bsus6, Bsus#5, Bsus6 over the 4--3-4
- notes on the high E string but I am not going to.
-
- That is the main riff. For the lyrics such as "waiting for the death blow",
- "just like the old days" and "one after the other", a Bb chord is played.
- For the "a hundred years" part, Gb is played and then the song goes back to
- Cm to B. That is basically it. Here are the lyrics:
-
- It doesn't matter if we all die
- Ambition in the back of a black car
- In a high building there is so much to do
- Going home time
- A story on the radio
-
- Something small falls out of your mouth
- And we laugh
- A prayer for something better
- A prayer for something better
-
- Please love me
- Meet my mother
- But the fear takes hold
- Creeping up the stairs in the dark
- Waiting for the death blow
- Waiting for the death blow
- Waiting for the death blow
-
- Stroking your hair as the patriots are shot
- Fighting for freedom on the television
- Sharing the world with slaughtered pigs
- Have we got everything?
- She struggles to get away
-
- The pain and the creeping feeling
- A little black haired girl
- Waiting for Saturday
- The death of her father pushing her
- Pushing her white face into the mirror
- Aching inside me
- And turn me around
- Just like the old days
- Just like the old days
- Just like the old days
- Just like the old days
-
- Caressing an old man
- And painting a lifeless face
- Just a piece of new meat in a clean room
- The soldiers close in under a yellow moon
- All shadows and deliverance
- Under a black flag
- A hundred years of blood
- Crimson
- The ribbon tightens round my throat
- I open my mouth
- And my head bursts open
- A sound like a tiger thrashing in the water
- Thrashing in the water
- Over and over
- We die one after the other
- Over and over
- We die one after the other
- One after the other
- One after the other
- One after the other
- One after the other
-
- It feels like a hundred years
- A hundred years
- A hundred years
- A hundred years
- A hundred years
- One hundred years
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