Anphetamine Annie keyboard

Anphetamine Annie

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From [email protected] Thu May  8 10:07:31 1997
Date: Fri, 25 Apr 1997 18:09:38 -0500
From: [email protected]
To: [email protected]
Subject: Canned Heat- Anphetamine Annie CRD

Canned Heat: Anphetamine Annie
Off of: Uncanned- The Best Of Canned Heat
Transcribed by Brian Peters 

I't all about the drugs man.
              -Warlock

Chords Used:
         E   A   D   G   B   E
G#..... {4} {6} {6} {5} {4} {4}
C#..... {9} {11}{11}{10}{9} {9}
D#..... {11}{13}{13}{12}{11}{11}

Intro:

Spoken
G#
     This is a song with a message,
G#
I want you to heeeeed my warning.

Verse 1:
G#
anna tell you all a story, about this chick I know.
They call her Anphetamine Annie, an' she's always shovelin' snow.
C#
I sat her down and told her, I told her crystal clear
G#
I don't mind you gettin' high but there's one thing you should fear
      D#                               C#
Your mind might think it's flyin' baby on those litte pills      B
G#                                       D# Stop
But you ought to know it's dyin' cause, speed kills!
                                       Yell "Speed Kills"

Verse 2:
G#
But Annie kept on speedin', her health was gettin' poor

She saw things in the window, she heard things at the door

Her mouth was like a grindin' mill, her lips where cracked and soar
G#
her skin was turnin' yella', I just couldn't take it no more
     D#                           C#
She thought her mind was flyin', on those litte pills
G#                                             D# Stop
She didn't know it was going down fast, cause speed kills!
                                           Yell "Speed Kills
Solo:
Spoken
G#
         Yaaaa, speed can kill you too baby,   yaa
G#                                                               

Little Solo Riff

G#

G#
C#
G#
D#                                   C#
G#                                   D#

Verse 3:
G#
Well I sat her down and told her, I told her one more time

The whole wide human raice has taken far too much melamine
C#
She said "I don't care what a lyma? says, I got to get it on
G#
I'm not hip to the seen of the man who come from across the pond"
     D#                                 C#
She wouldn't heed my warnin', lord she wouldn't hear what I said
G#                                          D#
Now she's here in the grave yard, and she, awfully dead
                                          Yell "Awfully Dead"

Outro:
Yelled (in a drunken fit)

G#
Ya speed gonna kill you!!
G#
Anybody. Speed 'll get you!!
#
Speed from over the pond.
G#
There ain't no hope baby...
G#
Yaa, aah hah.
G#
Spoon a Spoon a Spoon.... huah fade

The End:

 |     -^-     |  Brian Peters               |
 |    <|0|>    |         Warlock                                 |
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 | \   ===| |/ |                                                 |
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 ||       o o ||                                                 |
 |\      o o  /|         thief, Baby had a rich-man in his dad"  
 | \_       _/ |                                                 |

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