G# G# C# D#
        over and over again throughout the whole song.

INTRO:

E|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B|-13-11-9-9------|-9-9--------9-13-|-11-11-11-11-----|
G|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
D|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
A|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|

E|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B|-13-11-9-9------|-9-9--------9----|-----------------|
G|----------------|---------------8-|-----------------|
D|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
A|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|

E|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B|-13-11-9-9------|-9-9--------9-13-|-11-11h13p11-----|
G|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
D|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
A|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|

E|----------------|-11-11-11-13-11--|-----------------|
B|-9-9-9----11h13-|-11-11-11-11-11--|-----------------|
G|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
D|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
A|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E|----------------|-----------------|-----------------|

VERSE1:

G#         G#          C#         D#
Sick Boy        In his faded leather jeans
Sick Boy        Black Leather Jacket Scene
Sick Boy        He's always in trouble with the law
Don'tcha Know     Oooooo-Aaaaa-Ooooooo
Sick Boy        He carry a switch blade knife
Sick Boy        Likes to get into fights
Sick Boy        He'll go drinkin' with the boys
All Night long    Oooooo-Aaaaa-Ooooooo
Sick Boy          Naaa-Naaa-Na-Na
Sick Boy          Oooooo-Aaaaa-Ooooooo
Sick Boy          Naaa-Naaa-Na-Na
Sick Boy          Oooooo-Aaaaa-Ooooooo


VERSE2:

G#         G#          C#         D#
Sick Boy        He rides a big motorbike
Sick Boy        He combs his hair up just right
Sick Boy        With tattoes up 'n down his arms
Don'tcha Know     Oooooo-Aaaaa-Ooooooo
Sick Boy        He's got a girl wrapped around his arm
Sick Boy        With his street-like (light?) charm
Sick Boy        He'll make love to her all night
Don'tcha Know     Oooooo-Aaaaa-Ooooooo
Sick Boy          Naaa-Naaa-Na-Na
Sick Boy          Oooooo-Aaaaa-Ooooooo
Sick Boy          Naaa-Naaa-Na-Na
Sick Boy          Oooooo-Aaaaa-Ooooooo
He's a Sick Boy
Such a Sick Boy
We're all Sick Boys
I'm a Sick Boy


STRUCTUD :

intro
verse1
intro again
verse2

Corrections welcome

mike roark > "Man was matter, that was Snowden's secret. Drop him out a window
           > and he'll fall. Set fire to him and he'll burn. Bury him and he'll
           > rot like other kinds of garbage. The spirit gone, man is garbage.
           > That was Snowden's secret. Ripeness was all."   - J. Heller