BULLS ON PARADE


RAGE AGIANST THE MACHINE


from:EVIL EMPIRE


written by zack de la rocha=20


and rage against the machine


lyrics by zack








INTRO


(dist. whammy pedal)


=20





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(wah-wah)





      F#5


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      B5


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SoLo


(slide fingers up&down strings 5-6)


either toggle switch or just move your hand to the beat





oUtRo


back to F#5 and then same as intro





LyRiCs:





come wit it now!


the microphone explodes shattering the molds either drop the hits like de la


loor get the fuck off the camode wit the sure shot sure to make the bodies


drop drop an copy yo dont call this a co op terror rains drenchin quenchin


the thirst of the power dons that five sided fistagon tha rotten sore on the


face of mother earth gets bigger the triggers cold empty ya purse-rally


round the family with a pocketfull of shells-weapons not food not homes not


shoes not need just feed the war cannibal animal walk the corner to the


rubble that used to be a library line up to the mind cemetary now what we


dont know keeps the contracts alive and movin they dont gotta burn the books


they just remove em while arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells rally


round the family pocketfull of shells-they rally round the family pocketfull


of shells-BULLS ON PARADE!come wit it now











Rage Against The Machine: Bulls On Parade


Off of: Evil Empire





Tune down 1/2 step


Riff 1


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Riff 2


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------------------------------  w/wah-wah pedal


-4--4--X-X--4--4--X-X-X-X-X-X- 


-2--2--X-X--2--2--X-X-X-X-X-X-





Riff 3


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Riff 4


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The solo is real fucked up. What you do is slide the pick and your 


fingers up and down the fourth string. Changes in pitch are the result 


of the hand slowing down and speeding.It's kind of like scratching a 


record.





That's it, just those four riffs. Pretty simple huh. Just listen to the 


song for the beat and the order of all the riffs.





Quit it now





The microphone explodes shattering the molds 


Either drop the hits like de la o or get the fuck off the comode


Wit tha sure shot


Sure to make the bodies drop drop and don't copy


Yo don't call this a co-op


Terror rains drenchin' quenchin' the thirst of the power dons


That five-sided fist a-gon


Tha rotten sore on the face of Mother Earth gets bigger


The trigger's cold empty ya purse





Rally round the family with a pocket full of shells X4





Weapons no food not homes not shoes not need just feed the war cannibal 


animal I


Walk tha corner to the rubble that used to be a library line up to the 


mind cemetary now


What we don't know keeps the contracts alive and movin 


They don't gotta burn the books they just remove 'em


While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells 


Rally round the family 


Pocket full of shells





Rally round the family with a pocket full of shells X4





Bulls on parade (a bunch of times)





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