Useless (Cifras)

DEPECHE MODE

USELESS by Martin Gore from Ultra, 1997

Transcription by PA Joachim Larsson, [email protected]   970419



[Intro]

 D#m            F#                   B

e|---------------5--4--2-----------|--------------------5--4--2-----------2-----|

B|---4--4--2--4-----------4--2--4--|--4-----4--4--2--4-----------4--2--4-----4--|

G|---------------------------------|--------------------------------------------|

D|---------------------------------|--------------------------------------------|

A|---------------------------------|--------------------------------------------|

E|---------------------------------|--------------------------------------------|



[Verse]

D#m    F#                 B           (Bb)

           Well it's about time

D#m    F#                 B             (Bb)

           It's beginning to hurt

D#m    F#                      B           (Bb)

           Time you made up your mind

D#m    F#                  B

           Just what is it all worth



[Chorus]

Bb                 B

   All my useless advice

Bb                B

   All my hanging around

Bb                          B

   All your cutting down to size

C#                           B          Bb

         All my bringing you down



[Intro]



[Verse]

D#m   F#                   B       Bb

        Watch the clock on the wall

D#m   F#                 B       Bb        

        Feel the slowing of time

D#m   F#                 B       Bb

        Hear a voice in the hall

D#m   F#            B       Bb        

        Echoing in my mind



[Chorus]

Bb                      B

     All your stupid ideals

Bb                                B     

     You've got your head in the clouds

Bb                          B     

     You should see how it feels

C#                         B        Bb

     With your feet on the ground



[Verse]

D#m   F#                  B       Bb

        Here I stand the accused

D#m   F#                  B       Bb

        With your fist in my face

D#m   F#               B          Bb

        Feeling tired and bruised

D#m   F#               B         Bb

        With the bitterest taste



[Chorus]

Bb                 B

   All my useless advice

Bb                B

   All my hanging around

Bb                          B

   All your cutting down to size

C#                           B          Bb

         All my bringing you down



Bb                      B

     All your stupid ideals

Bb                                B     

     You've got your head in the clouds

Bb                          B     

     You should see how it feels

C#                         B        Bb

     With your feet on the ground