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Chord Kunci Gitar Green Day - Bab's Uvula Who?

Intro : B  A  F#


B                             B              B

I've got a knack for fu*king everything up.

                      A         E

My temper flies and I get myself all wound up.
B                          B                    B

My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high.
                     
A       E

I lose control and I get myself all wound up.
B                   B                  B


Tension mounts and I fly off the wall.

                       A       E

I self-destruct and I get myself all wound up.
B                 B               B


Petulance and irritation sets in.
                       
A       E

I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up.



Chorus:
B          D           A
 Mad at myself and I'm all wound up.
B          D           A


I lose myself and I'm all wound up.
B             D          A


Loss of control and I'm all wound up.
B            D       
 A

I self-destruct and I'm all wound up.



Verse:
B                          B                B


Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back.

                      A         E

Stuck in a rut and I get myself all wound up.
B                        B                 B


Killed my composure and it never come back.

                       A       E

Loss of control and I get myself all wound up.
B             B                B


Blown out of proportion again.

                       A       E

My temper snaps and I get myself all wound up.
B                     B              B


Spontaneous combustion, panic attack.

                        A       E

I slipped a gear and I get myself all wound up.


 Chorus:
B          D           A

I lose myself and I'm all wound up.
B           D             A
 Blow up a little and I'm all wound up.
B          D           A

I lose myself and I'm all wound up.
B          D           A

I lose myself and I'm all wound up.


Verse:
B                             B              B

I've got a knack for f**king everything up.

                      A         E

My temper flies and I get myself all wound up.
B                          B                    B

My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high.
                     
A       E

I lose control and I get myself all wound up.
B                   B                  B


Tension mounts and I fly off the wall.

                       A       E

I self-destruct and I get myself all wound up.
B                 B               B


Petulance and irritation sets in.
                       
A       E

I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up.

 Chorus:
B            D           A
 Point at myself and I'm all wound up.
B             D          A
 Loss of control and I'm all wound up.
B              D           A
 I think it's sick and I'm all wound up.
B            D           A
 I self-destruct and I'm all wound up.