|------------------------------------| | Tim's Online Guitar Archive | | http://www.interlog.com/~toliwiak/ | |------------------------------------| CREEP by STONE TEMPLE PILOTS This is the intro part. I just used the basics, he is strumming but I just wrote down the accents. That Bsus4 might be called something else but just for the sake of calling it something I called it Bsus4. ---> C Bsus4 E ^ EsusG C ^ Bsus4 E(hold) ^ :--------------:--2--2---:-----------:-3----:-----------:--2--2--:--------- :---1-----1--1-:--4--4---:-----------:------:--1---1--1-:--4--4--:--------- :--------------:--2--2---:-----------:------:-----------:--2--2--:--------- :---2-----2--2-:--4--4---:--2---2---2:-2----:--2---2--2-:--4--4--:--2------ :---3-----3--3-:--2--2---:--2---2---2:-2----:--3---3--3-:--2--2--:--2------ :---3-----3--3-:--2--2---:-----------:------:--3---3--3-:--2--2--:--------- This is the verse. Just keep repeating this until you get to the end of the verse where he just stays on E. In all of these E chords he adds G(1st string 3rd fret) on the off beats...listen for it. E E C Bsus4 E E C Bsus4 :-----:----:----:--2---:----:---3-:------:--2---- :-----:----:--1-:--4---:----:-----:---1--:--4---- :-----:----:----:--2---:----:-----:------:--2---- :---2-:--2-:--2-:--4---:--2-:--2--:---2--:--4---- :---2-:--2-:--3-:--2---:--2-:--2--:---3--:--2---- :-----:----:--3-:--2---:----:-----:---3--:--2---- This is the next part, whatever you want to call it...bridge I guess. The last two bars are not just C and D chords. The C is fingered differently. Use your fourth finger for the C, your third finger for the E and your second finger for the high C. To go up to the D from there just slide your hand up two frets and bar the second fret. I realize it would be just as easy to play a normal first position C with a first position D but this sounds better. G Am E G Am E :----3--3--3-:----------:---------3-:--3--3--3--:--------:---------3--------- :------------:---2---2--:-----------:-----------:--2--2--:------------------- :------------:---3---3--:-----------:-----------:--3--3--:------------------- :------------:---3---3--:---2---2---:-----------:--3--3--:--2---2------------ :----2--2--2-:----------:---2---2---:--2--2--2--:--------:--2---2------------ :----3--3--3-:----------:-----------:--3--3--3--:--------:------------------- G Am C D :---3--3--3-:---------:--------:---2---2--- :-----------:---2---2-:----1---:---3---3--- :-----------:---3---3-:--------:---2---2--- :-----------:---3---3-:----2---:---4---4--- :---2--2--2-:---------:----3---:---5---5--- :---3--3--3-:---------:----x---:---x---x--- This, finally, is the chorus. This is what I got out of it anyway. The chords are simple so I'll write the lead. Now, I might have made a mistake in this part, If so please message me and tell me so I can fix it. Keep playing the first two bars until the last part of the chorus. The only difference is the last three notes. end part --> :-------------------:-------------------:-------------------:------------------ :------------------0:--------0---------::-----------------0-:--------0--------- :--------0-------0--:------0------------:-------0-------0---:------0----------- :------2-------3----:----5-----------2--:-----2-------3-----:----5------------- :----2--------------:-----------2--5---::---2---------------:------------1--2-- :--0---------1------:--2------5---------:-0---------1-------:--2-------5------- Lyrics: Forward yesterday, makes me want to stay What they said was real, makes me want to steal Living under house, yes I'm living I'm a mouse All I got is time, got no meaning just a rhyme Take time with a wounded hand, cause It likes to heal Take time with a wounded hand, guess I like to steal Take time with a wounded hand, cause it likes to heal, I like to steal I'm half the man I used to be (yes I feel as the sun, it fades to grey) I'm half the man I used to be I'm half the man I used to be Half the man I used to be, Half the man I used to be Feeling Uninspired, think I'll start a fire Everybody run, Bobby's got a gun Think you're kind'a neat, then she tells me I'm a creep Friends don't mean a thing, guess I'll leave it up to me