Date: Mon, December 1 1997
From: Peter Ferragine (iginition@yesic.com)
Group: NOFX
Album: so long and thanks for all the shoes
Released: 1997 epitaph records
Track: 15
Title: quart in session

pm - palm mute


chorus - played two different ways, the second's with pm    

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|-5-5-5-4-4-4-2-2-2-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-|
|-5-5-5-4-4-4-2-2-2-3-3-3-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-|
|-3-3-3-2-2-2-0-0-0-------3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-|

riff

|-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-|
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verse

pm________________________________________________________________|
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|---------5-5-5-5-7-7-7-7-5-5-5-5---------5-5-5-5---------7-7-7-7-|
|-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-7-7-7-7-5-5-5-5-2-2-2-2-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-7-7-7-7-|
|-5-5-5-5-3-3-3-3-5-5-5-5-3-3-3-3-2-2-2-2-3-3-3-3-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-|
|-3-3-3-3-------------------------0-0-0-0---------3-3-3-3---------|

verse 2

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|-7-7-7-7-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-|-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-|
|-7-7-7-7-3-3-3-3-5-5-5-5-|-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-10-|
|-5-5-5-5---------3-3-3-3-|-6-6-6-6-6-6-6-6--8--8--8--8--8--8--8--8-|

outro

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|-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-|
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its funny how nothing seems much fun 
anymore to me now that i quit the drink
'cause soberness, it might be what i need
but it's certainly not how i wanna be 
nothing seems much fun anymore to me
consequence never had anytime to think
about what coulda, shoulda, happen to me
c-common sense my parents said i didn't have any
but now look who's got the dough
no longer born to lose, put away my party shoes
missin' the alcohol, don't feel like goin' out
nothin' worth singin' about, missin the alcohol
without tonic n gin, without no vicodin
nothing seems much fun anymore to me