God Is Really Real AJR

God Is Really Real

AJR

StratSam

140
0:00 2:56
Stimmung Standard (E A D G B E)
Taktart 12/8
Tonart: F
Kapo:
Ohne Kapo
Schlagmuster 1

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Songtext

[Verse 1]
   F         C            Dm
My dad can't get out of bed 
        G7
There's somethin' in his lungs
               C                   C7
I think that's what the doctor said
  Bb              F
I gotta leave for Paris now
   Dm        C       Bb
My band goes on at 10
       Gm        C            F Bb F
And my dad can't get out of bed

[Verse 2]
    F                     C          Dm
The Earth is spinnin' like it always did
     G7
'The New York Times' is publishin'
     C                   C7
Some real important thing
    Bb                F
And each day when the world wakes up
    Dm         C           Bb
Our lawns will still be wet
       Gm        C            F Bb F C/E
And my dad can't get out of bed

[Chorus]
Bb            F             Am
God is really real when you really,
       Dm
really need Him
Bb           F              Am         Dm
Karma just appears when you suddenly believe it
Gm               C
Hear it loud and clear,
        Bb      C       Dm     C
just as long as it's convenient
Bb                 F/A
Life's fuckin' long   'til it stops,
Gm    Bb                Bbm
  and God's fuckin' fake   'til He's not

[Verse 3]
F Bb
F        F               C                 Dm
 There's robots that are way too good at art
    G7
And everybody's sad now
    C                C7
And tryna get to Mars
      Bb              F
Don't wanna hear your problems
               Dm       C         Bb
'Cause there's just one in my head
    Gm       C            F Bb F
And he can't get out of bed

[Verse 4]
F                C               Dm
What if we could break you out tonight?
     G7
This kind of thing happens to other dads
   C                   C7
It don't happen to mine
Bb                F
I'll distract the doctors;
         Dm        C             Bb
we could sneak out with your meds
Bb              F             Dm        C        Bb
You could come along and be a roadie for the band
     Gm       C            F Bb F C/E
Come on, Dad, get out of bed

[Chorus]
Bb            F             Am
God is really real when you really,
       Dm
really need Him
Bb           F              Am         Dm
Karma just appears when you suddenly believe it
Gm               C
Hear it loud and clear,
        Bb      C       Dm     C
just as long as it's convenient
Bb                 F/A
Life's fuckin' long   'til it stops,
Gm    Bb                Bbm
  and God's fuckin' fake   'til He's not
F Bb F

[Verse 5]
F                C            Dm
Now it's late, I really gotta go
    G7
And we can't face our feelings,
         C                   C7
so we're makin' lots of jokes
    Bb            F
And we won't cry about it, no,
Dm          C  Bb
we'll be manly men
   Bb                   F
"I love you" sounds all corny,
     Dm             C  Bb
so I wrote this song instead
     Gm
I'll sing it for you, Dad,
     C          A/C#   Dm C
when you get out    of bed
     Gm                C               F Bb F
I'll sing for you when you're out of bed

Takte

[Verse 1]
| F  - C - | Dm - -  - | G7 - - - | C -  C7 - |
| Bb - F - | Dm C Bb - | Gm - C - | F Bb F  - |

My dad can't get out of bed
There's somethin' in his lungs
I think that's what the doctor said
I gotta leave for Paris now
My band goes on at 10
And my dad can't get out of bed

[Verse 2]
| F  - C - | Dm - -  - | G7 - - - | C -  C7 -   |
| Bb - F - | Dm C Bb - | Gm - C - | F Bb F  C/E |

The Earth is spinnin' like it always did
'The New York Times' is publishin'
Some real important thing
And each day when the world wakes up
Our lawns will still be wet
And my dad can't get out of bed

[Chorus]
| Bb -   F - | Am - Dm - | Bb - F   - | Am - Dm -  |
| Gm -   C - | Bb C Dm C | Bb - F/A - | Gm - -  Bb |
| -  Bbm -

God is really real when you really,
really need Him
Karma just appears when you suddenly believe it
Hear it loud and clear,
just as long as it's convenient
Life's fuckin' long   'til it stops,
and God's fuckin' fake   'til He's not

[Verse 3]
        F | Bb F  - F  | - C - Dm | - -  - G7 |
| - - - C | -  C7 - Bb | - F - Dm | C Bb - Gm |
| - C - F | Bb F  -

There's robots that are way too good at art
And everybody's sad now
And tryna get to Mars
Don't wanna hear your problems
'Cause there's just one in my head
And he can't get out of bed

[Verse 4]
                    F  | - C - Dm | -  -  -   G7 |
| - - - C  | - C7 - Bb | - F - Dm | C  Bb -   Bb |
| - F - Dm | C Bb - Gm | - C - F  | Bb F  C/E

What if we could break you out tonight?
This kind of thing happens to other dads
It don't happen to mine
I'll distract the doctors;
we could sneak out with your meds
You could come along and be a roadie for the band
Come on, Dad, get out of bed

[Chorus]
                                                Bb |
| -   F - Am | - Dm - Bb | - F   - Am | - Dm -  Gm |
| -   C - Bb | C Dm C Bb | - F/A - Gm | - -  Bb -  |
| Bbm - F Bb | F - 

God is really real when you really,
really need Him
Karma just appears when you suddenly believe it
Hear it loud and clear,
just as long as it's convenient
Life's fuckin' long   'til it stops,
and God's fuckin' fake   'til He's not

[Verse 5]
                   F  - | C - Dm -    | -  - G7 - |
| - - C  -  | C7 - Bb - | F - Dm C    | Bb - Bb - |
| F - Dm C  | Bb - Gm - | - - C  A/C# | Dm C Gm - |
| C - F  Bb | F  - -  - |

Now it's late, I really gotta go
And we can't face our feelings,
so we're makin' lots of jokes
And we won't cry about it, no,
we'll be manly men
"I love you" sounds all corny,
so I wrote this song instead
I'll sing it for you, Dad,
when you get out    of bed
I'll sing for you when you're out of bed

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