NOFX - Gitarren Tabs
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NOFX tablature guide
by SkunX42@aol.com
Oi all you punx out there! i'm compiling everything i know by NOFX
to make it easier for all you! this is basically everything i know, and
i know it isn't anywhere near all their stuff, but it should help
someone out there..
CHORD CHART
E F F# G G# A Bb B C
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|------------------------------------------------------|
|--1---------------------------------------------------|
|--2----3----4-----5----6-----7----8-----9-----10------|
|--2----3----4-----5----6-----7----8-----9-----10------|
|--0----1----2-----3----4-----5----6-----7-----8-------|
A Bb B C C# D Eb Eii Fii
|-----------------------------------------------------------|
|--2--------------------------------------------------------|
|--2-----3-----4-----5-----6-----7-----8-----9------10------|
|--2-----3-----4-----5-----6-----7-----8-----9------10------|
|--0-----1-----2-----3-----4-----5-----6-----7------8-------|
|-----------------------------------------------------------|
F#ii Gii G#ii Aii G5 G7 Cadd9 F7
|------------------------------3----------------------|
|------------------------------3----------------------|
|--11----12----13------14------0-----------------2----|
|--11----12----13------14------0---------2-------3----|
|--9-----10----11------12-----------2----3------------|
|------------------------------3----3-----------------|
that's all the chords you'll be using, if any of 'em are on
there twice without the little "ii" thingy it means you can
play them either way. when it shows up like this: chord1-chord2
play the first one once then go to the 2nd one on the next strum
if that's too confusing, just listen to the album where i wrote
those and you should get it. ok, here goes...
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YOU DRINK YOU DRIVE YOU SPILL
Intro: A, C, D, Eii, Gii, Aii, Eii
Verse:
A C F G
i say don't drink and drive you might spill your drink
(same chords)
before you get behind the wheel just stop and think
you can take your chances but there's so much to lose
another bumpy road is so much wasted booze
CHORUS:
F G A F G A
i'm not so worried bout how many i kill
F G C B F G C
i'm much more concerned how much beer i spill
F G C
how much beer i spill...
C, B
A, C, D, Eii, Gii, Aii
(little solo)
A, C, D, Eii, Gii, Aii, Eii
Verse2:
i say don't drink and drive you might spill your drink
before you get behind the wheel just stop and think
35% of accidents are caused by pixilated
the other 65% are not alcohol related
what does this tell us about drunk drivers they seem
to have a better record than the sober team
CHORUS
A, C, D, Eii, Gii, Aii
(solo again)
Verse3:
i say don't drink and drive you might spill your drink...
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MORON BROTHERS
Intro: C, D-C
C, F, D, Fii
C G F G
talking bout the moron bros, tatood fingers tattooed toes
Riff:
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|----------9-------------|
|---sl.\9------9--8--7---|
|------------------------|
|------------------------|
|------------------------|
C, Fii-Eii-D, D, Fii-Eii-D, Fii-Eii-D, C
C F
they're idiots they're losers they're scum
C Eii D C F
taking advantage of everyone
(same chords)
your a dog they're your fleas
doin everything they can to spread disease
Riff
take you beer take your drugs
leave with you microscopic bugs
their company's something you won't miss
when your icetrays are filled with piss
Riff
C G F G
they are the moron brothers don't get along with others
C G
they'll whine they'll bitch
F
they'll fuck you if you're rich
(same chords)
they'll leach they'll latch
they are the itch you can't scratch
doo doo doo do do do do...
C F
they'll ink your face tape your eyes closed
D Fii
tobasco's in your mouth there's mustard up your nose
when your head is shaved you'll think the worst has passed
just try to move your leg they put you in a cast yeah
C-C, B-B, A, F, G
they are the moron brothers, don't get along with others
they may not go down in history, they'll go down on your sister...
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SHOWERDAYS
Intro: A, D, A
Riff1:
|-------------------------------------------------------------|
|-------------------------------------------------------------|
|---------------------------------------------------------9---|
|----------------------3-4-3-4-3-4----5-6-5-6-5-6-----7-------|
|------2-3-2-3-2-3--5---------------7---------------7---------|
|---5---------------------------------------------------------|
A, C, Eii, B, A, Fii, Eii, C
A
Verse:
A C
in the morning i awake i feel my bladder bout to break
G F G
scratch my balls and rub my eyes feelin lousy
my girlfriend tells me that it's time to take a bath
i say no not today, it's only tuesday
A
riff1
Verse2:
once every 24 hours i'm supposed to take a shower
that's not the way i do it, do it, do it
personal hygiene is the last thing on my mind
i don't wanna do it, do it, do it
A
CHORUS:
F G A
you know it doesn't make a difference to me
F C G
every day i do the same old thing
F G A
so why should i have to be clean
F C D Fii
those dreaded wednesdays and saturdays, also known as showerdays
i hate them
Riff1
Bridge:
Riff2
|-----------------|
|-----------------|
|-----------------|
|-----------------|
|--0-2-3-2-3-2-3--|
|-----------------|
A, G, F, G, A
riff2
CHORUS
riff2
A
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TOGETHER ON THE SAND
Intro:
|---4--4-----3--3----2--2----1--1--------1---|
|---4-----4--3----3--2----2--1----1---1------|
|---4--------3-------2-------1------1--------|
|--------------------------------------------|
|--------------------------------------------|
|--------------------------------------------|
A, C#, C#-C-B, D, A-C
A C# C#-C-B
together on the sand, we walked hand in hand
D C
on the beachfront
she smiled at me as she tightly held my hand
i had my fingers up her
country music played on the radio so i turned it off
we walked down to the water
as she grabbed onto my honker a wave swept us away
B, C#, C-B
B C# C-B
whoa-oh
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KILL ALL THE WHITE MAN
ska part:
|--1--3--5---|
|--1--3--5---|
|------------|those are the chords, the rhythm
|------------|should be easy enough to figure out
|------------|
|------------|
CHORUS: oh yeah oh yeah, kill all the white man
Verse:
the white man call himself civilized
cause he knows how to take over
the white man come to pillage my village
now he tell me i have to bend over
CHORUS
Verse2:
no i do not like the white man up in me
he rape all my people as he rape my country
everything i love and cherish he try to take away
we will be rid of him, soon come the day
CHORUS
(fast part)
C, G, Bb, F
C
kill all the white man
G
kill all the white man
Bb
kill all the white man
F
kill all the white man
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BOB
C
he spent 15 years gettin loaded
F
15 years till his liver exploded
now what's Bob gonna do
now that he can't drink?
the doctor said...
C
what you been thinking 'bout?
F
bob said that's the point, i wasn't thinkin bout
C F
nothin, now i gotta do something else
OI OI OI
(same chords, just faster)
to pass the time had someone shave his head
he got a new identity
62 holed air cushioned boots and a girl
who rides a scooter to take him out
Riff:
|---------------------------|
|--5--5--8--8--5--5--6--6---|
|--5--5--7--7--5--5--5--5---|
|---------------------------|
|---------------------------|
|---------------------------|
(w/riff)
they would get away
ridin around
as the trucks go by you could hear the motherfuckers go...
trumpet solo
(same chords as before)
a couple of lines an extra thermos of joe
he'll be kickin in heads at the punk rock show
bob's the kinda guy who knows just what
Eii Fii
bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do
when the doctor tells him to...
C Bb
quit your drinking now's the time
F G
will he ever walk the line?
to all my friends who feel just great
will he ever walk the line
kickin ass and bustin heads, red suspenders
once a day he shaves his head
but will he ever walk the line...
riff
shoo ba doo boo bop shoobedoo boo beep beep
bob
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STRAIGHT EDGE
i'm not really sure about this one
but try messing around with the chords D, C, G
and G, Bb cause those are the Minor Threat way
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LIZA AND LOUISE
Intro: (gtr.1) A, C-G, C-D, Eii
(gtr.2) play improv solo around 5th to 10th frets on botton 3 stg.s
Verse:
A C G C D
liza's had enough of men she said she won't get burned again
Eii A
she said they don't know how to fuck her last boyfriend the shmuck
shared with her a nice disease kept her passive on her knees
till one day she took his car and rove it to the city
A, A-G#-G
PreChorus:
G C Eii
liza had put down a few when she met this girl named lou
D
who convinced her to go home with her
A G# G
she said "my name's louise"
and would you take your clothes off please?
i wanna take you to the moon and back so get on your back
CHORUS:
G C
with a flick of the tongue she made her scream
D A
she made her laugh she made her dance
G D Eii
she was happy for the first time and you know she wanted more
improv solo in same area
Verse2:
now with her legs spread wider she needed to have louise inside her
she said i'll never forget the first time you kissed me
now i want you to fist me
louise didn't need a second invitation, she knew just what to do
yeah she knew just what to do
PreChorus2:
liza had cum a few times before but she had never even seen the door
into the world of pleasure of the flesh
she felt just like 16, and her life before now was a dream
or even a nightmare that's over and done
just like warm healing rays shining from the sun
CHORUS2:
they make her beam they make her laugh they make her dance
she was happy for the first time and you know she wanted more!
you know she wanted more...
(w\little solo)
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PLEASE PLAY THIS SONG ON THE RADIO
Intro: (gtr.1) G5
(gtr.2) G, D, E, C, G, D, E, C, B-A-G
solo (improvise)
Verse:
G D
we wrote this song
E C
it's not too short it's not too long
G D E C C-C
it's got backup vocals in just the right places
(same chords)
it's got a few oohs and ahhs
and it takes a little pause
G D A B-C
right before i sing the 2nd chorus
CHORUS:
G D E C B-A-G
please play this song on the radio
Verse2:
almost every line is sung in time
and almost every verse ends in a rhym
only problem we had was writing enough words....
ooh ahh
but that's ok cause the chorus is coming up again now
CHORUS
solo again
CHORUS (w\o gtr)
CHORUS
stop for a second, then start again
Verse3:
right about this time
some shithead will be drawin a fat fucking line
over the title on the back sleeve, what an asshole
so mr. dj, i hope you already made your segway
or the fcc is gonna take a shit right on your head
CHORUS: can't play this song on the radio
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BUGGLEY EYES
C, B, A, F, G, C-G-C
C B A
did you ever go to sleep with Bo Derek
F G C-G-C
and wake up with Bo Diddley?
did you ever go to sleep with bo derek
and wake up wit bo diddley?
C Eii
you got so loaded you thought that she's
A F G
the most beautiful gal you ever did see
well did you ever...
C, B, A, F, G, C-G-C
C, Eii, A, F, G
C Eii
woke up in the mornin to your surprise
A F G
a couple melons in tube socks and buggley eyes
did you ever...
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LINOLEUM
Intro: Eii
E, G#, C#, A, A, B
Eii
E G#
possesions never meant anything to me, i'm not crazy
C# A A B
well that's not true i got a bed and a guitar
(same chords)
and a dog named bob who pisses on my floor
that's right i got a floor, so what? so what? so what?
so what?
i've got pockets full of kleenex and lint and holes
where everything is poured into me
just seems to fall right down my leg
and onto the floor, my closest friend linoleum
linoleum supports my head, gives me something to believe
E B
that's me on the beachside combin the sand
C# A
metal meter in my hand sportin a pocket full of change
that's me on the street with a violin under my chin
playin with a grin, singing gibberish
that's me on the back of the bus, that's me in the cell
that's me inside your head, that's me inside your head
E, G#, C#, A, A, B
Eii
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LEAVE IT ALONE
Intro:
D, A, D, C, D
Verse:
F A
breathe ever so soft we
D C Bb C
wouldn't want to break the eggs as we walk
never alone, cautious afraid
i hear the voice of reason on the PA
leave it alone, follow the grain
we couldn't stop the irresistible force
leave it the same, change with the leaves
bringin in the sheaves bringin in the old
F F
leave it alone
(gtr. 1\gtr.2)
Aii\A G#ii\G# Gii\G E E E E E E
na na na na na na na na na
breathe ever so slight
we couldn't take away their god given right
leave it alone, heel and stay
roll over and shake and beg for the bone
leave it alone
na na na....
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DON'T CALL ME WHITE
F# A E
CHORUS: don't call me white don't call me white..
Riff: E E E, E A A E
F# A E riff
your connotations wearin my nuts thin
F# A E riff
could it be semantics generating the mess we're in?
F# A F# E
i understand that language breeds stereotype
A
but what's the explanation for the malice? for the spite?
CHORUS
i wasn't brought here i was born
circumsized catoregized allegiance sworn
does this mean i have to take such shit
for being fair-skinned no
i ain't part of no conspiracy i'm just your average joe
CHORUS
C#
represents everything i hate
A E
the soap shoved in the mouth to cleanse the mind
a vast majority of sheep
their buttoned collars starched and bleached
constricting veins the blood flow to the brain slows
they're so fucking ordinary white
CHORUS
riff
Eii D A
oh.......we're better off this way
oh.......say what you're gonna say
F# A F# E
so go ahead and label me an asshole cause i can
A
accept responsibility for what i've done but not for who i am
CHORUS
riff
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FLEAS
Intro: Cadd9, G7, F7
then gtr.2 plays C, G, Bb, F
C G F Bb
father used to say you'll sleep with dogs next day
wake up in bed scratchin with inevitable fleas
at 10 years old you listen to what you're told
but i never felt the itch, i never would
C, G, Bb, F
mother had forbidden me to waste away my life
she wanted to have all the things i could never buy you
G C
don't stop what i've begun
Bb C F
you're my one my only son
Bb C G
follow what i say not what i've done
G C Bb C F
shower scrub and shave cleanly boys don't misbehave
Bb C G
follow what i say not what i've done...
C, G, Bb, F
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THE BREWS
B, F#, Eii, Eb, F#
B F#
friday night we'll be drinkin menashavitz
Eii Eb F#
goin out to terrorize goyem
stompin shagitz, screwin shicksas
as long as we're home by saturday mornin
cause hey!
Eii F# B
we're the brews sportin anti swastika tattoos
oi! oi!
we're the boys, orthodox hasidic o.g. ois
B, F#, Eii, Eb, F#
orthopedic dr. martens good for
waffle making kickin through the shins
reputation gained through intimidation
pacifism no longer tradition
cause hey!
we're the brews sportin anti swastika tattoos
oi! oi!
we're the brews the fairfax ghetto boys skinheaded brews
D A
we've got the might
Eii G
psycho meshuganas
can't lose a fight
and we are the chosen ones
chutspam driven
we battle and we beef
we celebrate we separate
our milk plate from our meat
oi oi!
CHORUS2:
A G D
we're the brews, sportin anti swastika tattoos
we're the boys, orthodox hasidic o.g.ois
hey c'mon ya shmucks, one more time for herschel!
CHORUS2 x2
dai-dai-anou....
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THE QUASS
(this is different from the other way i posted this song
but i think this sounds better!)
E E
E E E E
keep doin that for a while
the play Riff:
|------------|
|------------|
|------------|repeat that a bunch PMing F in between
|--0-10-12---|
|--0-10-12---|
|--0-10-12---|
B F# E F#
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh
the quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaass
Bass thingy:
|-----------|
|-----------|repeated a bunch
|-----------|
|--0-10-12--|
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JEFF WEARS BIRKENSTOCKS
Intro: D
later, add these fills:
|------------|-------------------|-----------|
|------------|--7p5-5h7-7p5-5h7--|-----------|
|---7-5h7-7--|-------------------|--7--5--7--|
|------------|-------------------|-----------|
|------------|-------------------|-----------|
|------------|-------------------|-----------|
D A G
don't wanna chill don't wanna sit
C D
don't wanna hear no hippie shit
A
don't tell me i've closed my mind
(rake top 2 stg.s going down then up)
don't wanna groove don't wanna dig
don't wanna spend the day naked
don't like my music country fried
CHORUS:
D G
he's got a tie-dyed rancid shirt
D G
wears his birkenstocks to work
D C G
is he a jerk? no! just confused
jeff don't wear regular shoes
D, A, G, C, D, A, G, G, GGGG
fat mike i gotta let y'know
it's not the groove it's their live show
and all the people i get to meet
plenty of good vibes and decent drugs
stinky people give you hugs
walk around in your bare feet
CHORUS
(play same as Verses but slower)
shoes...
OutrO: same as Intro
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PUNK GUY
C G D B
crazier than GG, more PC than Ian
got colored teeth like Johnny
exudes a vicous disposition
his hair sticks out like colins did he jumps
similar to springa yeah
D D D D B B B B
he points his middle finga
C G D
not just a singer in the band
C G C#
voted biggest asshole and role model of the year
C C C C G G G G
got a face like charles bronson
D B
straight outta green bay wisconsin
C G D
not just a singer in the band
C G
he'll puke on you, he'll fuck your mom
C#
he'll smoke while huffing gas
C G
he was the punkest motherfucker i ever did see
aw hell, he's even more punk than me!
C G
he shoulda been on the cover
D B
he shoulda been on the cover
C G D
been on the cover of punk and disorderly yeah!
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HOBOPHOBIC
bass intro:
|----------------------------|
|----------------------------|
|-------5-5-5---------3-3-3--|
|--3-3---------5-5-5---------|
Verse:
G D A C
hobo, i'm hobophobic so what? ah ah ah
scared of bums not just because they stink bad
not just beacause they're crackers
from drinking too much lysol
CHORUS:
B C G D A C
let them be just don't get fuckin near me
Verse2:
infested with micorscopic bugs and
endocrin systematic doo doo
why don't they get a job?
CHORUS
ah ah ah
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PHILTHY PHIL PHILANTHROPIST
Intro: A, G, D
Verse(w/ ska strumming, fast muted upstrokes):
A G D
there's something wrong with mass consumption
A G D
why do we want what we don't need?
A G D C
alcohol burn it clean asphalt methamphetamine
A G A D A F#
will make it seem alright, gonna make it seem alright
D E A
livin in the hunger underground
A F#
some people say i got a problem with authority so
D E A
what if i do man it beats relinquishing control
CHORUS:
A B
philthy phil philanthropist
D E
you've taken when you should've give away
(same chords)
philthy phil you gave to us, we cannot repay
A D-A
Verse2:
there's somethin grand about bein nothing
there's somethin lame about being grand
alcohol squirtin gun no more holidays in the sun
that's me not being you that's me not being you
either part of the solution or the problem
can there not be a middle ground for just the anybody?
replace superman with joe ordinary
CHORUS
A D-A
CHORUS
A, G, D
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FREEDOM LIKA SHOPPING CART
Intro: A, D, F#, G (those are the basic chords played
under a riff that's probably played
with the stg.s in the chords)
A
Verse:
a christian an anarchist slash prostitute
A
figures out the true meaning of freedom
F# G D
not freedom like america, freedom like a shopping cart
Chorus:
A E
kick back, no tense
B D
you got a bag of grub cost you about 50 cents
(same chords)
no fear, no fuckin feat
malt liquor tastes much better on the street
Verse2:
A F# G
crustin', a way of life for heroines
D
and heroes who hitchhike the road to
(same chords)
eden, not eden like the garden state
eden like that state of mind
Chorus2:
kick back, cheap thrills
you'll do anything for a laugh even if it kills ya
the bridge you took it out
the ticket takers suddenly lost count
Bridge:
A E C# D
sleepin under rays, your teeth crumblin away
A B Eii
say goodbye to all responsibility you never wanted it man
A E G D
Verse3:
wastin' time whenever you get the chance
which happens to be all the time
Chorus3:
kick back, free meals
a couple of times a day you make a couple of shady deals
no work, no fuckin pay
cardboard condominium by the bay
Bridge2:
between the red and black you're never goin back
say goodbye to all responsibility you never wanted it man
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RELEASE THE HOSTAGES
Intro: A, F, G, E
Aii, Fii, Gii, Eii
A F G E A
stop! have a beer it's on me has anyone ever told you
F G E
that you look like a star, heard it said at the
(same chords)
bar so i drink cause it makes me
happier than being alone
Aii Fii Gii Eii
my good friend johnny walker
Aii Fii Gii Eii
keeps me warm like a cunt
Fii Gii Aii Gii Fii
seems like everybody's got somethin i have not
Gii C Gii Fii
a reason not to die, death to mr. right
Gii C
cause that's not me
Interlude: C, D, Aii, Gii
F G A G F
seems like everybody's got something i have not
G C G F
a reason not to die so i say death to mr. right
G C G F
he makes me sad yeah yeah yeah
(repeat and add little solos)
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WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH KIDS TODAY?
Intro: A
A, C, A, C, A, C, G
Verse:
A C A C
there's something wrong with the kids in my neighborhood
A C G
they always listen to mom
they disregard civil disobedience
they'd rather do what they're told
F C G
they don't drink or fuck or fight
F C G
they stay home and read expand their minds
A, C, A, C, A, C, G
Verse2:
there's something wrong with the kids in my cul-de-sac
they're always goin to church
they dress well and they speak articulate
they show each other respect
F C G
they don't cheat they don't smoke or break rules
F C G
they eat right they study hard they like school
there's something wrong with the kids in my neighborhood
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LOVE STORY
Intro: G, D, Eii, G, D, C, G, D, A, C, D
Verse:
G D Eii
partly owned tudor house
G D C
with a white picket fence
G D A C D
mother waits for father in a backless dress
hardly used diaphragm
put back into it's case
a one-way trip down memory lane as she awaits
CHORUS:
E
i don't wanna know
G
cheat me
Verse2:
children play in the yard
mother stares at a wall
father said he's gonna be back late so don't wait up
about a quarter to 3
father stares at a wall
stained thicker than water, who's gonna clean it up?
CHORUS
repeat Verse1 and CHORUS really fast!
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AUGUST 8TH
(in case all you don't know, august 8th is the day the fatass juknie
jerry garcia died. may it soon be a holiday)
Intro: G, D, E, D, G, D, C, D (pick single stg.s)
Verse:
G D E D
birds sing, there's not a cloud in the sky
G D C D
yeah august 8th is a beautiful day
i see a bunch of hippies cryin
yeah august 8th is a beautiful day
(louder!)
G D Eii D
like wakin up from a real bad dream
G D C D
suddenly everything is OK
the storm has passed the sun is shining
yeah august 8th is a beautiful day
CHORUS:
Eii C D B
what's goin on? what's goin on? is somethin bumming your scene
there's somethin wrong, there's somethin wrong, i'm not tryin to be mean
Verse2:
the air is sweet the summer flowers bloomin
nowhere in sight is there anything gray
feeling of joy are fillin the street
yeah august 8th is a beautiful day
like waking up from a fucked up dream
suddenly everything' lookin good
there's been no permanenet damage done
yeah august 8th came right when it should
CHORUS
Verse3:
poor jeff, poor little timmy turtle
stayin home on such a beautiful day...
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BRAIN CONSTIPATION
Aii
(PMed) Aii, Eii, Gii, D
Verse:
Aii Eii Gii D Aii Eii Gii Aii
can't stop obsessing all the alienation
my head is bleedin frickin brain constipation
(um, sorry guys, but that's all me gots fer now! i'll add more
when i get the rest. this song is pissing me off! it won't let me
figure the whole damn thing out!)
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I DON'T WANT YOU AROUND
(this probably won't sound as good without trumpets)
ska riff: D, Fii, Eii, D
Verse(w\ska riff):
j-j-jenny so may times i tried to get away
you follow me all over town
i'll display it there's no way else to say it
i just don't want you i don't want you around
CHORUS:
D Fii
i don't want you around
Eii
you follow me around you bring me down
D
i don't want you around
D, Fii, Eii, D
Verse2:
when it was time to go i had nothin to say
don't you look at me don't you look at me that way
CHORUS2:
i love you! oh really?
please go away
Solo: (mess around on the 3rd and 2nd stg.s around the 7th to 9th frets)
Verse3:
what gave you the idea? get it outta your head
you follow us around we're not we're not the grateful dead
CHORUS3:
i wanted to be friends
but you wanted more so like i told you before
i don't want you around
can't you see i don't want you around...
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THE BLACK AND WHITE
Bass intro:
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E, E, F#-G, G
(gtr.2 comes in) Eii, F#ii, Gii
(improv solo)
Verse:
C D G
mr. mccarthy killed the lights
F B C
he didn't wake his lovely wife
C D G
he left the key inside the door
woke on the wrong side of the bed
she can't remember what he said
but she sure knew what he had done
PreChorus:
A F
little choices in a
C G
little town maybe a
C G F
little man has right to be afraid
biblic moralization
identity frustration
confused man cannot follow his heart
CHORUS:
B C F
so he may be fucking her
G C
but he's thinking about him
C, D, G, F, B, C, D, G
Verse2:
catherine mckinnon does exist
she likes to call herself a feminist
a crusader who fights the pate
but what she really hates is sex
erotic images oppress
debases women as a whole
PreChorus2:
simple sloutions created
by black and white thinking
too bad the world not work that way
catherine should get busy porkin
that dolt andrea dworkin
i think they need a good hard fuck
CHORUS2:
so she may be off her back
now she needs to get off ours
Bridge:
C, B, A, D
C B A D
little man sits alone
C D G
his sexuality's been cut in stone
C D G D C
he don't love her and she don't really care
C D G
two victims of the black and white
C, D, G, F, B-C, D, G
the black and white...
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well, this thing certainly is short! but i have "Scavenger Type" comin
soon as well as the rest of "Brain Constipation"! so i'll write em in as
soon as they're done! enjoy!
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