Guns N' Roses

Right Next Door To Hell

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Right Next Door To Hell

Year: 1991 - Album: Use Your Illusion I

Written by Timo Caltia/Timo Caltio/Axl Rose/Izzy Stradlin

	  		 
Intro: E

  A               B          C# D
   I'll take a nicotine, caffeine, sugar fix
             B                A             G
   Jesus, don't ya git tired of turnin' tricks
    A                B
   But when your innocence dies
      C# D
   You'll find the blues
          B              A             G
   Seems all our heroes were born to lose
     A    B
   Just walkin' through time
     C# D
   You believe this heat
             B            A                 G
   Another empty house, another dead and street
    A      B            C# D
   Gonna rest my bones an sit for a spell
          B                 A          G   A
   This side of heaven, this close to hell

     D                  A
   Right next door to hell
     E                         F#
   Why don't write a letter to me?
                D                  A
   I said I'm right next door to hell
    E                       F#
   And so many eyes are on me
     D                   A
   Right next door to hell
     E                   F#
   I go nowhere else to be
      D                  A
   Right next door to hell
               E                        F#  E
   Fells like the walls are closing on me

  A    B                  C# D
   My mama never really said much to me
             B                  A        B
   She was much too young and scared to be
    A       B               C#  D
   Hell, "Freud" might say that's what I need
        B               A         G  A
   But all I really ever get is greed
         B                C# D
   And most my friends they fell the same
         B                      A          G
   Hell, we don't even have ourselves to blame
    A   B               C# D
   But times are hard and thrills are cheaper
            B
   As your arms get shorter
       A              G   A
   Your pockets get deeper

    D                    A
   Right next door to hell
    E                               F#
   Why don't you write a letter to me?
               D                    A
   I said I'm right next door to hell
    E                       F#
   And so many eyes are on me
    D                    A
   Right next door to hell
       E                              F#
   I never thought this is where I'd be
             D                 A
   But I'm right next door to hell
        E                            F#
   Thinkin' time'll stand still for me
   F#  G G# A  (E D# D C#m)2x B (A G#m F#m G#m A) B E  
   Fuck you!                                       F F# F F#

    G               A
   Not bad kids just stupid ones

            E
   Yeah, thought we'd own the world
   And gettin' used was havin' fun

                 G               A
   I said we're not sad kids just ones, yeah
  E
   Flowin' through life not collectin' anyone
    G
   So much out there
        A
   Still so much to see

         E
   Time's too much to handle
   Time's too much for me

                G
   It drives me up the walls
             A
   Drives me out of my mind
    E
   Can you tell me what this means, huh?
		  

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