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Artist = The Libertines
Song = Death On The Stairs
Album = Up The Bracket
Guitar 1 = Pete Doherty
Guitar 2 = Carl Barat
Intro
Guitar 1
e--8---9---1
B--8---8---3
G--8---8---3
D--0---0---3
A--8---8---1
E----------1
Main Riff
Guitar 2
e----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
B----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
G------------8-------------------8----------------------8--------------------8-----------------------------------
D--8-8-10-10--10-b(12)-8-8--8-10--10b(12)8-8--8-8-10-10--8-10b(12)-8-8--8-10--10b(12)8-8--8-8-10-10--10-b(12)-8-8
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E----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
e----------------------------
B---------------------------- NOTE: Carl plays this through out the verse
G-------8--------------------
D--8-10--10b(12)-10-10b(12)--
A----------------------------
E----------------------------
Verse
Guitar 1
e--1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1-----------1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1------3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---
B--3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3-----------1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1------3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---
G--3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3-----------2---2---2---2---2---2---2---2------4---4---4---4---4---4---4---4---
D--3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3-----------3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3------5---5---5---5---5---5---5---5---
A--1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1-----------3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3------5---5---5---5---5---5---5---5---
E--1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1-----------1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1------3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---
From somewhere way far across the sea came an eritrean maiden she had a 1 track mind and
eyes for me half
There's a little boy in a stairwell says "I hate people like you" got matchsticks & cable
TV
Monkey asked the mouse before If she loved anybody more than he Now its turns you into
stone now
Yes i've seen you there how could i help but stare it rips the heart out of your baby
e--1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3--------1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1---
B--1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1---4---4---4---4---4---4---4---4--------1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1---
G--2---2---2---2---2---2---2---2---5---5---5---5---5---5---5---5--------2---2---2---2---2---2---2---2---
D--3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---5---5---5---5---5---5---5---5--------3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---
A--3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3--------3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---
E--1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3--------1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1---
Half blinded in the war With a pale young anglican who said he'd help her all he can
Of less than 50p We all clambered over the balcony banging on the window waking Steve
I'm reversing down a lonely street cheap hotel when i can meet the past pay it off and keep
it
Now i've taken far too much to think see or touch what's real i'm stranded on this street
that
e--1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1----6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---
B--3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3----8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---
G--3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3----8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---
D--3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3----8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---8---
A--1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1----6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---
E--1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1----6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---6---
Showed Jesus and his little un-holy friend She had no notion to please him just
Bringing with a new love his un-holy friend If you really need it then
Sweet It's sweet like nothing
Paved my only way home You really need it then
e--3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1---
B--5---5---5---5---5---5---5---5---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---
G--5---5---5---5---5---5---5---5---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---
D--5---5---5---5---5---5---5---5---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---
A--3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1---
E--3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1---
Say tara and leave him behind
you mustn't leave it behind
Sweet like nothing at all
You just won't leave it behind
Chorus
Guitar 2
e---------------------------------------------------------------------
B--3-4-6-4-3---3-4-6-4-3---3-4-6-4---3-4-6-4---3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3
G--------------------------------------------------------------------- NOTE : Carls plays through out the chorus
D---------------------------------------------------------------------
A---------------------------------------------------------------------
E---------------------------------------------------------------------
Guitar 1
e-------------------------------------------------3----3----3----3----3----3----3----3---
B-------------------------------------------------4----4----4----4----4----4----4----4---
G--------------(just guitar 1)--------------------5----5----5----5----5----5----5----5---
D-------------------------------------------------5----5----5----5----5----5----5----5---
A-------------------------------------------------3----3----3----3----3----3----3----3---
E-------------------------------------------------3----3----3----3----3----3----3----3----
So baby please kill me oh baby don't kill me just don't bang on about yesterday you know
I
e--1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1---
B--1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1---
G--2---2---2---2---2---2---2---2---
D--3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---
A--3---3---3---3---3---3---3---3---
E--1---1---1---1---1---1---1---1---
wouldn't know about that anyway
Solo
Guitar 2 ( NOTE : trembolo picking )
e------------------------------------------------------18-18-18-17-17-17-15-15------------------------
B---------------15-----15--15-------------------------------------------------18-18-18-16-16-16-15-15-
G--15---17b-(18)---(18)------(18)--15--------------15-------------------------------------------------
D--15-----------------------------------------15-17---------------------------------------------------
A------------------------------------15-16-17---------------------------------------------------------
E-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
( NOTE : the next bit is improv so i just play this )
e----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
B-----------15----15-15-15-----------------------------------------16--------------------
G--17b-(18)---(18)----------17-15-15-15---15--15--15---15-15-17-17----17b-(18)-17-17--ect
A---------------------------------------17--17--17---------------------------------------
D----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Tab Discussion, Comments, and Critiques
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Joe Average |
#1 by Joe Fitzpatrick at Mar 15, 1976 at 6:00 AM EST |
| Its "she had no notion to please him not she had no mind to please him | |
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Beaver Average |
#2 by Beaver Butt at Feb 9, 1977 at 12:16 AM EST |
| Death On The Stairs, is basically pissing your life down the drain, staying in bed untill noon, watching day time telly and doing fuck all. Well, thats what Carl Barat and Pete Doherty reffered to it as. | |
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Average |
#3 by vix at Aug 14, 1982 at 6:17 AM EST |
| the song mentions them banging on a window waking a guy called steve.Steve was a former member of the libertines.He was an alcoholic that had mover in to pete and carls flat.Steve was also the person that introduced pete and carl to johny borrel. | |
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♥WeEzY Average |
#4 by ♥WeEzY♥ at Dec 1, 1982 at 5:53 AM EST |
| Carl once said to Pete "its either the top of the world or the bottom of the canal" - he had a big fear of wasting his life and ending up eating cold beans out of a tin and watching daytime telly on a fuzzy TV - they grew to call this concept 'death on the stairs' - the miserable state that some people become, and thats what this song is about. It's one of my fave Libs tracks, but the newer version that comes with the 'Dont Look Back Into the Sun' single is awesome - far better than the original. | |
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lewi Wanna Be |
#5 by lewi broadway at Oct 18, 1984 at 9:10 AM EST |
| these lyrics are a little off and ye they did miss out the ''please dont kill me'' bit completely | |
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Lyssa CHAOS Average |
#6 by Lyssa CHAOS at Nov 8, 1993 at 9:20 AM EST |
| Yeh its great but hasn't anybody noticed a chunk of the lyrics missing? "Please don't kill me..." | |
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tristan Rhythm Player |
#7 by tristan drew at Sep 21, 1998 at 4:21 AM EST |
| this song means so much to me it's incredible everytime i hear it i nearly cry! 'a one track mind and eyes for me' - my favourite line Up The Bracket HAS to be the best album of all time, by any band, ever. Every song is 100% perfection, and means so much to me. LIBS TIL I DIE | |
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Chris Average |
#8 by Chris Essery at Mar 12, 2000 at 3:39 PM EST |
| this is just a wild guess but does is the line "little boy on the stairwell says............." not a reference to Damilola Taylor, the little black boy who got stabbed and left to die in a stairwell???? | |
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Failure by Desi Average |
#9 by Failure by Design at Feb 9, 2006 at 7:55 AM EST |
| death on the stairs is slang for overdosing | |
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Michael Average |
#10 by Michael Vanderveen at Oct 17, 2006 at 1:33 AM EST |
| This is a very, very good song - one of The Libs' best for me. The lyrics are all over the place but they're pretty fantastic. I love the way he says 'half of less than 50p' instead of 'less than half', it always makes me smile. 'I'm stranded on the street that once paved my only way home' is a really lovely line too. | |
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Dan Average |
#11 by Dan Flores at May 19, 2007 at 10:42 AM EST |
| From way far across the sea Came an eritrean maiden she Had a one track mind and eyes for me Half blinded in the war With a pale young Anglican Who said he'd help her all he can Showed her Jesus and his little un-holy friend She had no mind to please him Just say 'ta-ra' and leave him behind There's a little boy in a stairwell who says "I hate people like you" Got matches & cable TV half of less than 50p We all clambered over the balcony Banging on the window waking Steve Bringing with a true love his un-holy friend If you really need it You just won't leave it behind So baby please kill me Oh baby don't kill me But don't bring that ghost round to my door I don't wanna see him anymore Please kill me Oh baby don't kill me Just don't bang on about yesterday I wouldn't know about that anyway Monkey asked the mouse before If she loved anybody more than he It turns you into stone Now I'm reversing down the lonely street To a cheap hotel when I can meet the past And pay it off and keep it sweet It's sweet like nothing no It's just like nothing at all Yes I've seen you there How could I help but stare It rips the heart out off your baby Now I've taken far too much to see Or think or touch what's real I'm stranded on this street that Paved my only way home You really need it oh You just won't leave it behind So baby please kill me Oh baby don't kill me But don't bring that ghost round to my door I don't wanna see him anymore Please kill me Oh baby don't kill me But don't bang on about yesterday I wouldn't know about that anyway Oh no He got nothing he got nothing at all | |
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