Depeche Mode — Useless — версия 2

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:
Bbm                 B
   All my useless advice
Bbm                B
   All my hanging around
Bbm                         B
   All your cutting down to size
C#                        B Bbm
   All my bringing you down

 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)
           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 
           Echoing in my mind

Chorus:
Bbm                 B
   All your stupid ideals
Bbm                 B
   You've got your head in the clouds
Bbm                 B
   You should see how it feels
C#                        B Bbm
   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:
Bbm                 B
   All my useless advice
Bbm                 B
   All my hanging around
Bbm                 B
   All your cutting down to size
C#                       B Bbm
   All my bringing you down

Bbm                 B
   All your stupid ideals
Bbm                 B
   You've got your head in the clouds
Bbm                 B
   You should see how it feels
C#                        B Bbm
   With your feet on the ground