Shattered

 

1. D - A   D - A   

 

D               - A                  - D - A

    Uh-huh,        shattered.            Shattered.

     G              

    Love and hope and sex and dreams.

            A                                         D               - G

    are still surviving on the street, look at me,          I'm in tatters!

D - A                            - D - A

           I'm a shattered,              shattered.

 

       D                                        A

2. Friends are so alarming, my lover's never charming,

     D                                     A

    life's just a cocktail party on the street Big Apple.

        D                                             - A

    People dressed in plastic bags,        directing traffic,

D                                    - A

    some kind of fashion,       shattered.

      G                                                  A

    Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex

      D              - G                            

    look at me,         I'm in tatters,

- D - A                            - D - A

            I'm a shattered,               shattered.

 

     D                                              A

3. All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter 'bout

           D                                      A

    shmatta, shmatta, shmatta, I can't give it away on 7th Avenue,

D                                            A                         - D - A

    This town's been wearing tatters, shattered,              shattered.

       G                         

    Work and work for love and sex,

     A                                                   D

    ain't you hungry for success, success, success, success.

G                           - D - A                    - D - A

    Does it matter?             Shattered.               Does it matter?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

+ Bm - D - G - C - F - Bb - G       + Bm - D - G - C - F - Bb - D - A

 

                 D                -  A                           - D - A

4.  Ahhh, look at me,         I'm a shattered,              I'm a shattered,

D                   - A                            - D           - A

    look at me,       I'm a shattered,      yeah !

       G                          

    Pride and joy and greed and sex,

       A                              

    that's what makes our town the best,

      D                                                     G

    pride and joy and dirty dreams and still surviving on the street.

             D               - A                       -  D

    And look at me,         I'm in tatters,       yeah,

A                                 - D - A

    I've been battered,               what does it matter ?

D - A                          - D                 - A

         Does it matter,         uh-huh,         does it matter ?

D               - A                            - D - A

    Uh-huh,        I'm a shattered,              shattered.

D                     - A                    D                      - A

    Shadoobie,       shattered, huh, shadoobie,         shattered,

D                        A

    shadoobie, shattered, shattered.

 

       D                                                         A                      D

4. Don't you know the crime rate is going up, up, up, up, up,

         A                                             D                                                   - A

    to live in this town you must be tough, tough, tough, tough, tough!

                  D                                 A

    You got rats on the west side, bed bugs uptown,

         D                                               - A

    what a mess this town's in tatters,         I've been shattered,

D                                               A                                          

    my brain's been battered, splattered all over Manhattan.

D                        A                           - D                   - A

    shadoobie, shattered, shattered,     shadoobie,         shattered,

D                    - A                   - D                     - A

    shadoobie,       shattered,         shadoobie,       shattered.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

           D                                - A

5. Uh-huh, this town's full of          money grabbers,

             D                          A                                              - D             - A

    go ahead, bite the Big Apple, don't mind the maggots,      uh-huh,

D                     - A

    Shadoobie,           my brain's been battered.

D                                             

    My friends they come around they

      A                                         D

    flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter,

A                  D                      A                            - D

    pile it up, pile it up, pile it high on the platter.

 

(orig. = capo 2nd)    (The Rolling Stones)