Tabs:
Everlast - Black Jesus
Eat at Whitey's
Pretty simple chord progression with a little picking for an intro.
G= (355000)
Bflat= (68800)
A= (577000)
F= (133000)
Intro
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|---5-----5---5--|---8-----8---8-|---7-----7---7-|---3-----3---3
|-----5-----5----|-----8-----8---|-----7-----7---|-----3-----3--
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Repeat it, then bust into the first verse, which is an easy down,
down, down, up strumming pattern.
G Bflat A
They call me White Devil, Black Jesus,
F G
Heaven closes, Hell freezes,
Bb A
Ego's trippin', scripts keep flippin'
F
Blood's keep bloodin', Crips keep crippin',
Time keeps slippin', and I keep fallin',
And I can't see, but I hear them callin',
Baller's ballin', Player's playin',
Hater's fightin', Righteous prayin',
Dawn breakin', Manhattan keeps makin',
Brooklyn keeps takin', Shook ones keep shakin',
No time for fakin', know what I mean,
Ain't choppin' no pies, just raisin' like cream,
So if you're diggin the scene, if you're feelin' the vibes,
Throw your hands in the air, scream out you're alive,
Singin', na na na na na na,
Singin', na na na na na na,
Repeat x2
They call me Black Jesus, White Moses,
Heaven freezes, Hell closes,
B-Boy poses and punk rock chicks,
The kids are alright, but I need my fix,
So if you're diggin' the mix, if you're feelin' the drugs,
If you're keepin' it real, if you're livin' like thugs,
I spit kisses and hugs like 45 slugs,
Come back on the one and kiss my love gun,
Gotta look that will kill, a voice that'll carry,
Half a dozen women I think I wanna marry,
Trouble on my mind, Im refusin' to lose,
Still I gotta find someone to abuse,
So won't you run spread the news, help say the word,
And jump the fuck back and just act like you've heard,
They call me White Devil, Black Jesus, etc...
Interlude...
They call me White Sinner, Black Martyr,
Live Wire, Fire Starter,
Jungle brother, red neck cracker,
Freak of Nature, New world slacker,
Sex junkie, lookin' for a dealer,
You can play the leaper girl, and I can play the healer,
Shit it's only gettin' realer baby, haven't you heard,
That the bird, bird, bird, yes the bird is the word,
They go one for the trouble, two for the time,
Three for my homies and four for the dimes,
Singin' lemons to the limes, 'Till the break of dawn,
Excuse me (every six minutes) Everlast you're on,
And they go on and on, just like a rollin' stone,
Baby everywhere I lay my hat is my home
They call me white devil, Black Jesus, etc...
There it be. It's a great song on a half decent album. But you gotta
hand it to a guy who is making songs with acoustic strings, who used to
be from House of Pain. Pretty big jump, but he's doing a kick ass job.
Lemme know if there's any errors.
Landon 'The Hammer-Man' Lee
landonlee@attcanada.net
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