Rage Against The Machine

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BULLS ON PARADE
RAGE AGIANST THE MACHINE
from:EVIL EMPIRE
written by zack de la rocha=20
and rage against the machine
lyrics by zack
tabbed by timjay(tim joseph)

        whats up ya'll?  here it is, after four long fuckin years, the new
album.  ive been listening to zacks shit ever since inside out so its about
time he brought the new shit.  as you know this is the first single off the
album EVIL EMPIRE.  it was released sometime in march and whooped my ass the
first time i heard it.  i could never get a tape in the stereo in time to
record it off the radio, so i had to figure it out by memory, until i saw
zack hoppin around on the stage of saturday night live(april 13).  i watched
tommy play it so i know that this is the good shit. i read somewhere that
tommy tunes his guitar a half step down but i think it sounds just fine
normal tuning. i didn't put down how many times each riff is played for two
reasons.  1. i'm lazy, and 2. it's not hard to hear the changes for
yourself. here it is.



INTRO
(dist. whammy pedal)
=20

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(wah-wah)

      F#5
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      B5
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SoLo
(slide fingers up&down strings 5-6)
either toggle switch or just move your hand to the beat

oUtRo
back to F#5 and then same as intro

LyRiCs:

come wit it now!
the microphone explodes shattering the molds either drop the hits like de la
loor get the fuck off the camode wit the sure shot sure to make the bodies
drop drop an copy yo dont call this a co op terror rains drenchin quenchin
the thirst of the power dons that five sided fistagon tha rotten sore on the
face of mother earth gets bigger the triggers cold empty ya purse-rally
round the family with a pocketfull of shells-weapons not food not homes not
shoes not need just feed the war cannibal animal walk the corner to the
rubble that used to be a library line up to the mind cemetary now what we
dont know keeps the contracts alive and movin they dont gotta burn the books
they just remove em while arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells rally
round the family pocketfull of shells-they rally round the family pocketfull
of shells-BULLS ON PARADE!come wit it now




"you cannot sedate all the things you hate"; the rev. marilyn manson
"youre victimized but got no one to blame, youre just another victim"=
 everlast
"there are desperate times uon us,there are codes of white and
black,political resentment and people start     to crack, theres hate and
opposition, theres fumbling dialog and yet you sit there and judge me and
you    think it makes a difference" greg gaffin,bad religion
"ignorance has taken over, we got to take the power back" Zack de la=
 rocha
"bitches ain't shit" dr. dre
                                                    Jeremy =D6=BF=D6
                                                           \-/






Rage Against The Machine: Bulls On Parade
Off of: Evil Empire

My name is D-Nut but the person who actually transcribed this was Jeff
Perrin. But I have a lot of music and will send it to you if I have it.
My e-mail address is: R.LECLERC@worldnet.att.net
Tune down 1/2 step
Riff 1
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-4-------4---4--------4---4-----
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----2-----------2------------2--

Riff 2
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------------------------------  w/wah-wah pedal
-4--4--X-X--4--4--X-X-X-X-X-X-
-2--2--X-X--2--2--X-X-X-X-X-X-

Riff 3
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---------0----2--0------------------------------
-0---2--------------0--2---------2---0----0---1-

Riff 4
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------4--4--4-------4----4--4--4------4----4--4--4-------4----4--4--4--4-----4-----------X------------------------------------X-----------------------3--2--2----X--2----0--2--2------2----3--2--2----X--2----2--2--2--2--0--2

The solo is real fucked up. What you do is slide the pick and your
fingers up and down the fourth string. Changes in pitch are the result
of the hand slowing down and speeding.It's kind of like scratching a
record.

That's it, just those four riffs. Pretty simple huh. Just listen to the
song for the beat and the order of all the riffs.

Quit it now

The microphone explodes shattering the molds
Either drop the hits like de la o or get the fuck off the comode
Wit tha sure shot
Sure to make the bodies drop drop and don't copy
Yo don't call this a co-op
Terror rains drenchin' quenchin' the thirst of the power dons
That five-sided fist a-gon
Tha rotten sore on the face of Mother Earth gets bigger
The trigger's cold empty ya purse

Rally round the family with a pocket full of shells X4

Weapons no food not homes not shoes not need just feed the war cannibal
animal I
Walk tha corner to the rubble that used to be a library line up to the
mind cemetary now
What we don't know keeps the contracts alive and movin
They don't gotta burn the books they just remove 'em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells
Rally round the family
Pocket full of shells

Rally round the family with a pocket full of shells X4

Bulls on parade (a bunch of times)