Miley Cyrus

Текст песни Mike Posner - Miley Cyrus

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Miley Cyrus
Mike Posner
Artist: Mike Posner
Song: Miley Cyrus (rework of 'And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda')
Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XouSu_ddsuY
Transcription: SCA, kostya.levin.sca@gmail.com 

Watch the video in the link above!

Tuning: standard
Capo: NO capo

Chords used:
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 When I was a young man I carried my pack
And lived the free live of the rover
I smoked on sativa, guitar on my back
And played my little songs all over

But in two-thousand-ten my country said: 'Son
It's time to stop rambling, there's work to be done.'
And they gave me a tin hat, and they gave me a gun
And they flew me away to the war

And the DJ played Miley Cyrus,
'A Party In The USA'
Yeah, the DJ played Miley Cyrus,
And we flew to the Afghan that day


I remember the day our orders came in
I was scared, my stomach was sinking
And when Martinez got shot I cried with my gun, Pow
And I fired right back without blinking

And we moved down the range, we pumped ourselves well
We chased them with bullets, we showered them with shells
And in ten minutes flood we blown them to hell
 I thought of my mum in Atlanta

Because she always loved Miley Cyrus,
'A Party In The USA'
Though the words seemed to take on new meaning
As I turned nineteen on that day


I looked at my brothers who'd once been young boys
And their eyes have gone black from the slaughters
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself for life
As we moved down the range towards the water

But then one day a shell knocked my ass over head
And when I woked up in my hospital bed
And when I saw what it had done I wished I was dead
I never knew there were worse things than dying

And the nurses hummed Miley Cyrus,
As the doctors explained what was wrong
Yeah, the nurses hummed Miley Cyrus,
But I no longer cared for that song

Break II:

They collected the wounded, the crippled, the maimed
And they flew us all home to Atlanta
The armless, the legless, the blind and the insane
I wore fatigues and blood red bandanas

We landed on the same runway we'd lefted on February
And when I looked down where my legs used to be
I thanked God that no one was waiting for me
To grieve and to mourn and to pity

And the DJ played Miley Cyrus, again
'A Party In The USA'
And no one cheered they just stared at us
And slowly turned their heads away
Yes, they slowly turned their heads away

Note II:
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SCA, kostya.levin.sca@gmail.com
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