Kunci: D minor
Intro 1
Am
Verse 1
G#m
Am
You're playin' with fire
You're playin' with fire
You could be one in a million
G#m
Am
Could be walking down the street,
just like any civilian
You could be amphibian
G#m
But it still don't mean that
Am
you ain't gonna fall victim
To the April showers
And the tombstone and the bouquet
of old flowers
Dm
Am
Powers above who be guiding
A madman at the wheel is the way
we be riding down the line
Standing upon corner,
selling two at the time
You really wanna shock it
That's when you make
the exchange in you pocket
Lord, that's the way it goes
That's the way it is
That's the way it happens
Mister or miss
It's a dog eat dog world
That's the truth
Especially to the youth
You're playing with fire
Dm
You're playing with fire
Am
You're playing with fire
(You're playing with fire) You're
playing with fire
Dm
You're playing with fire
Am
You'll end up on the funeral
pyre and now you've lost your soul
And to all the youngsters,
you're a mystery role
Ya think ya running the show
but you're just being
G#m
Am
Used like a dirty old hole
G#m
Am
A model of travesty,
ya falling thru gravity
Ya try to get a grip but you
slip on your sanity
There's nothing you can do when you
realise it's a picture of you
Is it something to reach to?
Being all boxed up
Didn't nobody teach you?
They're gonna sell ya
Feed you up and swell ya
Like a fool in the frying pan
I ain't a fortune teller
I'm just a realist, a catalyst
And if you get the gist,
come closer, get it real crisp
It's a dog eat dog world
That's the truth
Verse 2
Especially to the youth,
Am
(Ya playing with fire)
You're playing with fire
Dm
You're playing with fire
Am
You're playing with fire
(You're cracked) You're
playing with fire
Dm
(You're playing with fire) You're
playing with fire
Am
You'll end up on the funeral pyre
D
Dm
Verse 3
Am
G#m
And now we're living in a cage
Am
G#m
And if you ain't got it made,
Am
it's a struggle not to fade
G#m
It's all part of the game but nobody comes
Am
clean or wanna name any names
The blame the neighbourhood
for something so sad
G#m
Am
Originated from a diplomatic bag
G#m
Am
I see a face in an orange haze
Am
a binge but I'd call it a craze
G#m
Am
Behaviour patterns going sixes and sevens,
see?
G#m
Heaven don't ex ist but
Am
hell's come to get thee
G#m
Am
Mars bars, soda's, chips all you touch
G#m
Am
And that's why you ain't
looking up too much
So come out of your nosedive
Stop the music or you'll be
dead as you arrive
So come out of the nosedive
Kill the sound or you'll
Verse 4
be dead as you arrive
Am
(Ya playin' with fire) You're
playing with fire
Dm
You're playing with fire
Am
You're playing with fire
(You're playing with fire) You're
playing with fire
Dm
(You're cracked) You're
playing with fire
Am
You'll end up on the funeral pyre
Verse 5
Am
D
Dm
Every second, every minute,
Verse 6
Am
You're playing with fire
D
Dm
Am
You're playing
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