Dracula Screams Of Tiger Style (Parts One & Two) Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
He wasn't [D]much for public life,
he [G]hadn't seen the stripping years
And [D]some forgotten slot machines,
his [G]name and image still appears
[A]People's interest never
seemed to [G]wane
[A]Tabloids fueled the fire
that was his fame
Could[D]n't leave his home at night,
without [G]the headlines chasing him
[D]They gave him credit for the trends
He [G]couldn't be less interesting
[A]Imprisoned by the legacy he [G]built
[A]His love of life that bloomed
would finally wilt
[D]Venom paste spent [A]away the race
For the [G]next season's
[A]blackest capes
While his [D]name inspired
a [A]slew of fashion [G]praise[A]
[D]Fresh demand for the [A]filthy bland
And [G]the wings with impress[A]ive span
And took the [D]reins
and [A]set the bar where it would [G]stay[A][D]
We think he was [A]wrong
about the [G]moonbeams[A]
[D]He kept the leagues
[A]but not the far[G]m tea[A]ms
[D]True to his wor[A]d he made us old[G]er[A]
[D]And brought the hem
[A]lines up [G]and over[A]
[G]You may not believe [A]me,
I [D]think you're in denial
[G]Drunk wit[A]h screams of tiger sty[D]le
[A]He to fight to free the [G]un dead
[A]Give it up, [D]give
You gave the Raider[A]s cap
and street [G]cred
Give [A]it up, give it up, up,
[D]A prank is serious[A],
don't mean to [G]surrender
Give it [A]up, give it up, [D]give
You wro[A]te a song you might remem[G]ber
Give [A]it up, give it up,
[G]You may not believe me,[A]
but [D]I think you're in denial
[G]Dracula
[A]Screams of Zygostyle
[D][Bm][G]
[A][D][Bm][G]
[A]I'm[D]
tired of rumors starting,
[B]I'm sick of being followed
[G]I'm tired of people lying,
[A]saying what they want about me
[D]Why can't they back up off me,
[B]why can't they let me live
[Bm]I'm [G]gonna do things my way,
[A]take this for what it is, yeah
[D]I'm tired of rumors starting,
[B]I'm sick of being followed
[Bm]I'm [G]tired of people lying,
[A]saying what they want about me
[D]Why can't they back up off me?
[B]Why can't they let me liv[Bm]e?
[G]I'm gonna do things my way,
[A]take this for what it is, [D]yeah[B][G][A][D][B][Bm][G]
[A][D][Bm]
[G][A][D]
[Bm][G][A]
[D][A][G][A][D][A]
[G][A][D][A][G][A]
[D]He's found miracles [A]in supermar[G]kets
[A]You [G]might not believe me,[A]
but I [D]think [G]you 're[A][D]
[G]You may not believe [A]me,
but I [D]think you're in [G]denial
Dreadful [A]screams of tiger [D]style
Sit, sit, [A]sit right back in your [G]seat
We're [A]taking advice from the [D]count
Sit, sit, [A]sit right back in your [G]seat
We're [A]taking advice from the [D]count
Sit, [A]right back in your [G]seat
We're [A]taking advice from the [D]count
Sit, [A]right back in your [G]seat
We're [A]taking advice from the [D]count
Sit, sit right back in your seat
We're taking advice from the count
Sit, sit right back in your seat
We're
We're taking advice from the cops
Sit still, sit [A]right back, you'll [G]see
We're [A]taking advice from the [D]cops
Sit still, sit [A]right back, you'll [G]see
We're [A]taking advice from the [G]cops
You might not believe [A]me,
but I [D]think you're in deni[G]al
Drive those [A]screams inside your
[D]style[G]
[C][D][G]
[C][D][G]
Daft punk -ish beats
explain half -empty [C]seats
Butterscotch on the sheets
[D]The comfor[G]t it's crept,
to the cracks in the cleft
[C]Till the fall's all that's lef[D]t[G]
Streetlights may [C]shine
[D]The steepest stairs you
can [G]climb
Streetlights may [C]shine
[D]The steepest stairs you can [G]climb[C][D]
[G]The capes may retire
to the flames we admire
[C]For the love kings and the spi[D]res
Should we stay [G]there?
Despite flames that burst
Through the bridge and the verse
[C]We don't count ourselves cursed
[D]Trees may mel[G]t
Streetlights may [C]shine
[D]The steepest stairs you
can [G]climb
Streetlights may [C]shine
[D]The steepest stairs you can
[G]climb[C][D]
[G][C][D]
[G]
[C]... [G]...[Bm][D][G]
... [C]... [D]...[G]
[G][D]
[C][D][G][C][D][C][G]
[D][C][D][G][C][D]
[G]Rock of Ages played the ban[C]d,
He never turned, we [D]understand.
[G]A silent crowd at Randolph's gates
[C]Mary Celeste with beechwood wei[D]ghts[G]
A haunted [G]castle's payphone [D]ring[C]s
The distant voice [D]of Bella sing[G]s
We always thought you'd live [C]forever
But every scene, it needs its center