This is awesome.
Intro & Verse: A (taking your finger on and off of the B string)
She had a mental problem, she couldn't concentrate
She was her own delusion, she was her own mistake
She did a lot of acid, that put the voices down
And one day at her birthday, they found her hanging upside down
They say she lived her life on the avenue
They say she cried from the weight of her spit
They claim they were the only ones that she ever knew
Ah, but why are they weeping now?
When she was alive they were not around
They were locked in their own abyss
(back to Intro thing)
We met in the gutter, we shared a smoke or two
I told about my mother, she showed me her tattoo
She went out through the city, got lost in Fulton Town
And one day at her birthday, they found her hanging upside down
They say she live her life an American
They say she whored away for pills
They claim they offered her their helping hand
But the talk's all the same to me
They call themselves her family
It just makes me ill
(the end)
the G sounds like he's got a Db note thrown in there on the version i have, but I prefer
plain G, it sounds just as well. (if not better)