G
Up until just recently
Am
Gambling was thought to be blasphemy
C Bm
Like Wilson Phillips, evil stuff
G
But Canada is changing fast
Am
Loosening it up at last legally
C Bm
The new narcotic, take a puff.
Am Cm G
Casinos open to raise funds for social needs
A7
Full of roulette wheels,
D7 G
Black jack and video slot machines.
Am Cm G
Now guys like Cedric perform benevolent deeds.
A7
I've been saving up my welfare
D7 G
Just to throw the dice on the velvet greens.
.............
D
So he mortgaged the house and he traded the kids
G
And he studied the odds and he practiced the bids.
D
The he ran to province next door to his
G
Where casinos were a brand new flourishing biz.
B7 A7 Em
His new found luck at blackjack brought him such wealth
A7 Em F#maj7 D
They realized he'd make a perfect Minister of Health.
* I think the last part I have is wrong, so please correct me if you can!
And
I'm not sure that F#maj7 is the correct name of the chord (if it's not, the
chord is: X04320). If you can find anything else wrong with it, please tell
me! (KPFruhead@aol.com)
Big Fish: (capo at 2)
Intro: G C G C G B7
Verse:
Em Am
As a young boy, Michael helped his mother cook
Em B7
Down by her aprin strings the whole day long
Em Am
Knife in hand, her eyes strained on the recipie book
Em D
He'd salivate as she sang out this song
Chorus:
G C
Cut the onions, start the dicing
D G
Listen up Mike, it's the right thing
G C
Cut the parsnip, for a rich dish
Cm G
In the small pond, you'll be a big fish (2x)
* Anybody please feel free to send me corrections!! (KPFruhead@aol.com)
Intro : Bm
(Mike)
Bm Em D (?) G A Em
Your mother made you cry when she told you about the womb
A F# Bm
And how people die
Bm Em D G A Em
Watching over you when you were young Smiling when you learned to crawl
A F# Bm
You don't know her at all
(All)
G D F# Bm
It's a dirty job, but they're very suave
G D F# Bm
Jesus high on wine weeping turpentine
(Mike)
Bm Em D G A Em
Daddy's voice like an intercom connected to a hidden room
A F# Bm
Where yellow roses bloom
Bm Em D G A Em
A sacred mountain near Peterborough where clouds paint a picture so calm
A F# Bm
That they swallowed Mom
(All)
G D F# Bm
It's a dirty job but they're very suave
G D F# Em7
Jesus high on wine, weeping turpentine
(Mike)
Em7
What are they doing in there?
D F#
Have they got guns?
G G/F# Em7 F#
Make you run up and down the same hill
F# Bm
And they'll break your will
(Mike)
Bm Em D G A Em
Was it Christmas or Groundhog Day when your friends turned to shadows
A F# Bm
And they dragged you away
Bm Em D G A Em
Tell nobody that you've been here, don't breathe a word that's been said
A F# Bm
(whispered : Now there's a scar) upon your forehead
(All)
G D F# Bm
It's a dirty job but they're very suave
G D F# Em7
Jesus high on wine, weeping turpentine
(Mike)
Em7
What are they doing in there?
D F#
Have they got guns?
Em7
Whether Mount Pinatubo
D F#
Or the threat of God's love
G G/F# Em7 F#
There'll always be something that's raining
F# Bm
Down from above.
F# Bm
Down from above.
F# Bm
Down from above.
F# Bm
Down from above...
I didn't put in the effort to make sure all of the chords were at the right
times, so, you'll just have to listen to the song to get it. The problem is
that there are many changes when there aren't any words, so, I kind of had
nowhere to put the chords........The chord progressions are correct. I'm
thinking that the D chord during the verses isn't right, but it's all that I
could fit in. Any ideas?
For the intro, on the album it might not sound exactly like a Bm, but live
it's definitely a Bm. You kind of have to muffle the low E and, well, you
can figure something out to make it sound okay.
G Progression (for "make you run......" and "there'll always be something....
."
G (320003) to G/F# (200003) to Em7 (022030)
Hope that makes sense!
Zac DeCamp -- NoNoRaja@aol.com
Non-standard chord figures:
EBGDAE
A(open) :056700
Amaj7(open) :056600
G(open) :034500
Gmaj7(open) :034400
Standard chord figures:
EBGDAE
C :01023x
Em :000220
Esus :002220
E :001220
B7sus :252422 (barred)
B7 :242422 (barred)
Am :012200
Intro:
A(open), Amaj7(open), G(open), Gmaj7(open)
A(open) Amaj7(open) G(open) Gmaj7(open)
Everyone has a groovy time with Lazlo.
A(open) Amaj7(open) G(open) Gmaj7(open)
He speaks poe-try and brings us cheer.
A(open) Amaj7(open) G(open) Gmaj7(open)
We have lots of friends back in On-tario.
A(open) Amaj7(open) C Em
But right now, there is no better place than here
A(open) C A(open) C
for Lazlo's career.
Esus
Take some time to change your mind,
E
this is the place that you will find.
B7sus
The cat is phat, the cat is phat,
B7
the cat is phat, the cat is phat.
Esus
Take some time, expand your mind,
E A
do what he do, to be happy.
Am C
Are you happy
Esus E
On your own
Esus E
Don't go home
*Fingerings* D A/G A7sus4 Cadd9 G Gm Em Asus2 Bm
------E---------2-----0------3-------0----3---3---0----0-----2--
------B---------3-----3------3-------3----3---3---0----0-----3--
------G---------2-----0------0-------0----4---3---0----2-----4--
------D---------0-----0------2-------2----5---5---2----2-----4--
------A---------------0------0-------3----5---5---2----0-----2--
------E-----------------------------------3---3---0-------------
***Intro:
D A/G D A7sus4
***Example verse chord pattern:
D A/G
Steve's 43, he says "hey, look at me..
D Cadd9
I'm proud of the business I've done.
D A/G
I'm wealthy in life, I've got me a good wife
D Cadd9
And a 10-year-old goal-scoring son
G Gm
And who needs a break, do you know what I make?
D Em
I've built my career, we vacation each year
G Gm
And so there's a price, I'll admit it'd be nice
Em Asus2 D
To have time... While I'm still in my prime."
***Chorus chord pattern:
Em A7
It's not easy to run
Bm
When you carry a load
Em Gm
Let the questions be done
D
And follow the road
E Asus2 E
My poor generation.. along for the ride
C#m E Asus2
Emotional traces, fold out on the tide
E E/Eb
Your hand on a beach ball
Asus2 C#m
And told to pick a side
E Asus2
Drowned in information
D Asus2 E
My poor generation
Esus2: 779977 Bmaj: 799877 Amaj: 577655 B7: my way 7978 10 7 C: x3555 Gmaj: 355455 D: x5777 E: x7999 Intro: Esus2 Verse: Esus2 In Haliburton near the Lake of Bays Bmaj Esus2 Lives a fish from a-far aways Esus2 He hates the weather, but still he stays Bmaj Esus2 He hates the work, but he says it pays Amaj Esus2 He robs the people as they swim in waves Bmaj Esus2 His little piece of the tourist trade Amaj Esus2 This little fella's really got it made Bmaj Bmaj x4 From May to mid July Chorus: Esus2 Bmaj He's Pisco Bandito the Banded Fish Bmaj Esus2 If he wants your money he gets his wish Esus2 Bmaj But he swims away with a mighty swish B7 E Esus2 Pisco the Banded Fish Verse: Esus2 He left his family down in Mexico Bmaj Esus2 To try the waters of Ontario Esus2 He didn't want to, but he had to go Bmaj Esus2 He sends them money every month or so Amaj Esus2 Swimming beneath the summer sun Bmaj Esus2 Or renting videos of Midnight Run Amaj Esus2 A bandit's life is lots of fun Bmaj Bmaj x4 It's lots and lots of fun Chorus: Solo: Esus2 Bmaj B7 E x2 Bridge: C G A Nautical Bruce Willis D G A modern-day Savalas C G Esus2 x5 Antonio Banderas, WHOA! Verse: Esus2 You may think that to steal is wrong Bmaj Esus2 But he's no worse than Jean Valjean Esus2 Accept he drinks and carries on Bmaj Esus2 And smashes bottles on the neighbor's lawn Amaj Esus2 The oceans and the seven seas Bmaj Esus2 Are filled with many different tales like these Amaj Esus2 Decent folk like you or me Bmaj Bmaj x4 On the wrong side of the law Chorus: x 2
(interpreted by Chris Mancini)
Intro: F Bb F C x2
F Bb F C F Bb F C
I'm a sleepy drinker, yes I am.
F Bb F G7 C C7
Home a little early, poured myself a dram.
F Bb F Bb
All the cars just rush along,
F Bb C
they don't understand.
F Bb F C F Bb F C
I'm a sleepy drinker, yes I am.
I'm a slow provider, yes it's true.
Doling out these seeds and some kernels, too.
All the birds just rush along,
got little things to do.
I'm a sleepy drinker, yes it's true.
Bridge: Dm F
There's an old sundial, out on the lawn,
C Dm G7
can't turn it off, can't turn it on.
C C7
What's to be done?
I'm a sleepy lover, yes I am.
Got to concentrate on the task at hand.
She looks at me and me,
I just sigh,
baby, I'm your lover man.
F Bb F C
I'm a sleepy drinker...
F Bb F C
I'm a sleepy drinker...
F Bb F C F Bb F C F
I'm a sleepy drinker, yes I am.
Intro: Gm Cm Gm Cm
Gm Cm
Sad today, Sad today
Bsus2 Cm
Even coffee can't make it go away
Gm
I murdered my friends
Cm
But I made amends
Bsus2 E
And that is why I'm free today
Am
So come to play
Dm
On my sad today
F#m E
We can both pretend we're young and gay
Chorus
A
A single brown banana
D
Rots on the table
F#m E
And the televison begs like a whore
A
If you decided to sell your happiness
D
For how much would you sell it
F# E
And spend your days down on the floor
A D
La...la-la-la-la-la, La...la-la-la-la-la
F#m E
La la la la la la-la
A D
La...la-la-la-la-la, La...la-la-la-la-la
F#m E Am x3
La la la la la la-la
Verse
Gm Cm
No one stares, No one dares
Bsus2 Cm
When you have the mark upon your brow
Gm
I stole your hat
Cm
And I hanged your cat
Bsus2 E
So tell me how you love me now
Am Dm
Sad today, Sad today
B ( G D ) E
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
A D
La...la-la-la-la-la, La...la-la-la-la-la
F#m E
La la la la la la-la
Etc.
Am G
I can't seem to face up to the facts
Am G
I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax
Am G
I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire
Am
Don't touch me I'm a real live wire
Chorus: x2
F
Psycho Killer
G
Qu'est Que C'est
Am
fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better
F G C
Run run run run run run run away
F G Am
Oh Oh Oh OHHHH Aye Yi Yi Yi
Verse:
Am G
You start a conversation you can't even finish it.
Am G
You're talkin' a lot, but you're not sayin' anything.
Am G
When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed.
Am
Say something once, why say it again?
Chorus: x2
Bridge:
Bm G
Ce que j'ai fais, ce soir la
Bm G
Ce qu'elle a dit, ce soir la
A
Realisant mon espoir
G A
Je me lance, vers la gloire
A G
AY YI YI YI YI YI YI YI YI YI YI
Am G
... Ok,We are vain and we are blind
Am
I hate people when they're not polite
Chorus:x 2
G There's a guy down at Queen & Bay (Hey Organ Grinder!) G Almost see him there every day (Hey Organ Grinder!) C And there's so much he can say (Hey Organ Grinder!) G And there's so much he can play (Hey Organ Grinder!) Bm No motor car, no home, no wife D But that don't mean he ain't got a life C (D) G Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey Organ Grinder! Note: If you want you can alternate pick in each chord to give it more of a country song feeling. The (D) is just a suggestion if you want to throw it in there for natural progression.
Intro: E A E A Asus2 A
E A E B
E A
Royalty, lord it looked good on me
A E
Buried in silk in the royal boudoir
B
Or going nuclear free
E
Or playing Crokinole
A
With the Princess of Monaco
A E
Telling my jokes to the OPEC leaders,
B
getting it all on video
Chorus:
E A E A E
Once I was the King of Spain ............Now I eat humble pie
E A E
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain
Once he was the King of Spain
(s=sus2)
Intro: B Es B Es
Verse 1
B________Es B Es B
I'm alright, look what I'm drivin'
Es B Es B
Look at the curves and my overhand serve
Es F# Bs
It's more than survivin'
Chorus
F# Bs E
Get in the car
C#m
Get in the car
E F# B
Don't give me that you know who you are
C#m E
The answer is here, it isn't that far
B Es B Es B Es B Es
Get in the car
Verse 2
B Es B Es B
I'm in love, look what I'm drivin'
Es B Es B
I'm breakin' alarm, with you on my arm
Es C#m
Totally drivin'
(Verse 3)
B Es B Es B
Twist and turn, look at her dancin'
Es B Es B
We're havin' some punch, she's a trophy I won(not sure about this line)
Es F# Bs
Baby's enhancin'
(Chorus)
Guitar solo:B______Es B Es
B Es B Es
B Es C#m(like Verse 2)
Verse 4
B
You fill me, with big emotion
We'll jump in the back, turn up the eight track
I got Billy Ocean
(Chorus-End of it with Ending)
E B Es B Es B Es B Es B Es B Es B Es B
Get in the car, Get in the car, Get in the car, Get in the car.
Okay, well, I figured this out the first few days I had the album, and I just decided to write it up and post it. I only know the intro, and I don't really have much of an idea for the rest of the song.
Chords :
1234
e----0---------0---------0---------0-----
B----5---------5---------3---------3-----
G----6---------6---------4---------4-----
D----7---------6---------5---------4-----
A----0---------0---------0---------0-----
E----0---------0---------0---------0-----
Well, those are the chords, and for the intro, you just play them in chronological order (1-2-3-4). Listen to the song to get the rythm, I'm not gonna explain that. You don't actually hit the E and A strings(A a little, E pretty much never), but most of you can figure that out just by listening and trying to play it. Hopefully some of you can work off of this and get some more of the song....if you do, be sure to let everyone else know, especially me! Zac DeCamp--NoNoRaja@aol.com
(INTRO)
Bb E BbMaj7 E
Am7drop3add4 D Dm Em/G
F G Am
Only just we two
G#dim7/B Am/C
blood in my veins
C#dim Dm
the shadow of you
E E/B
Perfect as frost
F
on the flowers
G Am
How a country recalls
G#dim7/B Am/C
day always breaks
C#dim BbMaj7/D
night always falls
Bb E BbMaj7 E
Rotten fruit and bending trees
Am7drop3add4 D Dm Em/G
rocket ships and our disease
Cm Gm
So come with me up to the balcony
Bb F
and we'll fall like paper planes
Cm Bb Eb
In the morning the paper will say
Ab G Cm
"Lovers fly away"
Bb Ab Gmadd2
F G Am
Even alone I'm your fool
G#dim7/B Am/C
I can't keep my word
C#dim Dm Dm/B
the edge of the pool
E E/B
Red rushing sound
F
in my ears
G Am
as the candles burn down
G#dim7/B Am/C
one lights the way
C#dim BbMaj7/D
one disappears
Bb E BbMaj7 E
Tiny portraits smashed on the floor
Am7drop3add4 D Dm Em/G
I can't kneel at your bed anymore
Cm Gm
So come with me up to the balcony
Bb F F/C
and we'll fall like paper planes
Cm Bb Eb
In the morning the paper will say
Ab G Cm
"Lovers fly away"
Bb Ab Gmadd2 Cmadd6
Lovers Fly Away
G Am D7
Your phone call from Montreal said I was back into you.
G Am D7
But as I listened to the words fall, I dreaded as the artist drew
G G7 Am
Me down on my knees with liquid eyes begging please,
Cm G
won't you stay for another course
Am D11 D7 Em A7
But if I was you I'd agree with what you chose to do....... And
(Chorus)
Dm G7
I tried and tried and tried that night.
Dm G7
I cried and cried so that we would fight.
Dm G7 F Em A7
And distance was the accomplice that saw me lose.
Am D7
The most that I ever knew,
Am7 D7
Everything if not the sun,
Am7 D7
In a space that could handle two...
Em G
You were gone.
G Am D7
You gave me your heart and habits, proverbially at my side.
G Am D7
And though maybe I took advantage, you know I never really lied.
G G7 Am
I was out in the field collecting strength for my shield,
Cm G
and I misplaced what made me real.
Am D11 D7 Em A7
I can't ask you to wait around but you know you can't deny..... that
(Chorus)
(Intrumental) And
(Chorus)
Intro : E
E A
Well you should see my story reading baby
B E
You should hear the things that she says
E A
She says "Hon, drop dead, I'd rather go to bed
B E
With Gabriel Garcia Marquez".
Cuddle Up with William S. Burroughs
Leave on the light for Bel Hooks
I been flirtin' with Pierre Burton
'Cause He's so smart in his books.
Chorus: A E A E
I like to go out dancin', My baby loves a bunch of authors
A E B B B
My hearts so broke & bleedin' Baby's just sittin there,
E
Doin' some readin'.
So I started watchin some TV,
Played my new CD player too.
She said, "Turn it off or I'll call the cops
And I'll throw the book at you"
All this arguing made me get dizzy,
Called my doctor to come have a look.
I said "Doctor hurry!", He said "Don't worry,
I'll be over when I've finished my book"
Chorus:
I like to go out dancin', My baby loves a bunch of authors
We've been livin in hovels, spendin all our money on
Brand new novels.
So I got myself on a streetcar
And it drove right into someone
You know the driver said, "I was looking straight ahead",
But he was readin the Toronto Sun.
So my honey & me go to a counsellor,
To help figure out what we need.
She said, "We'll get you love growing, but before we get going,
Here's some books I'd like you to read"
Chorus:
I like to go out dancin', My baby loves a bunch of authors
Lately we've had some friction, 'Cause my baby's hooked on
Short works of fiction.
So we split & went to a party,
Some friends my girl said she knew.
But what a sight, 'cause it's authors night
And the place looks like a whos who.
E A
Now I'm poundin' the ouzo - With Mario Puzo
B E
Who's a funny fella? - W. P. Kinsella.
E A
Who brought the cat? - would Margaret Atwood?
B E
Who needs a shave? - He's Robertson Davies.
E A
Ondaatje started a foodfight,
B E
Salmon mouse all over the scene.
E A
Spilt some dressing on Doris Lessing,
B E
These writer types are a scream.
Chorus: A E A E
I like to go out dancin', My baby loves a bunch of authors
A E B
We'll be together for ages, Eatin' & sleepin' &
B B B B n/c
Eatin' & sleepin' &, Eatink und sleepink und
E7
Turning Pages......Yeah!
Tabbed By Neil David Kearsley.
Corrections & comments welcome.
Intro (Am, hammer on the D string)
[Am] Loin des [E] guerres
et des caisses [Am] popu-[E]laries
y'a-[Am]vait de [E] l'amour [Am] dans l'air
[Am] L'efferve-[E]scence d'une [Am] nouvelle [E] danse.
Elle [Am] tait nue, j'la [E] laissais faire.
[F] Draps de soie en dsarroi dans le [E] chambre.
[F] Nuits dcadance sans cen-[E]sure.
[F] Entends-tu venir le froid qui frmit, qui mur-[E]mure?
[Am] O sont passes toutes nos [Dm] nuits de rve?
[E7] Aide-moi les [Am] retrouver.
Tu disais qu't'allais tou-[Dm]jours m'aimer.[E7] [Am]
[Am] A cent [E] l'heure on -[Am]touffe son [E] coeur.
Les [Am] uto-[E]pies deviennent [Am] ambigues.
[Am] L'horlage [E] soone chaque [Am] heure iv-[E]rogne
Des [Am] amants [E] devenus [Am] dtenus.
[F] Draps de soie en dsarroi dans la [E] chambre.
[F] Nuits remplies de passions per-[E]dues.
[F] Mais un matin elle l'embrassa froidement et dispa-[E]rut.
[Am] O sont passes toutes nos [Dm] nuits de rve?
[E7] Aide-moi les [Am] retrouver.
Tu disais qu't'allais tou-[Dm]jours m'aimer. [E7] [Am]
[Am] Sous la [E] neige, la fin [Am] du man-[E]ge.
Des [Am] traces de [E] pas ja-[Am]mais perdues.
Mes jours sont [E] durs, j'ai pu [Am] de fu-[E]tur.
Elle m'a [Am] laiss [E] seul [Am] les mains nues.
[F] Draps de soie abandonns dans le [E] chambre.
[F] Nuits blanches cumer des rues sans [E] issue.
[F] J'te cherche partout, je deviens fou dans la foule incon-[E]nue.
[Am] O sont passes toutes nos [Dm] nuits de rve?
[E7] Aide-moi les [Am] retrouver.
Tu disais qu't'allais tou-[Dm]jours m'aimer. [E7] [Am]
F F
F Am EbMaj7
I started out a little tightly wound
Am EbMaj7 Gm Gm/C
Like a rocket shot up out of frozen ground
F Am EbMaj7
Dirt in my nails, a forest in my head
Am EbMaj7
Seems like every message I got said
Gm Gm/C F Db9 Gm/C
Burn it - Break it
F Am EbMaj7
She took me in like a broken bird
Am EbMaj7 Gm Gm/C
In a moonlit house in a single word
F Am EbMaj7
We built a cage (or was it a nest?)
Am EbMaj7 Gm Gm/C
She did all the driving and all the rest, but I'm
F F/Eb Bdim7-5/D G9
not there at all
C Gm7 (?)
Though I shall recall what she said to me
D7 G7 C7 F Db9 Gm/C
On her doorstep
F Am EbMaj7
She likes my dad, he knew Gordy Howe
Am EbMaj7 Gm Gm/C
He had such a temper- guess who's got it now
F Am EbMaj7
Watch me explode as we misunderstand
Am EbMaj7 Gm Gm/C
Everything that's said on this fiber optic strand
F F/Eb Bdim7-5/D G9
I'm not there at all
C Gm7 (?)
Though I shall recall what she said to me
D7 G7 C7
On her doorstep
F C Gm7 F C
When I get back we'll dip our cup into the fountain of youth
F C Gm7 F C
We'll rest our heads and raise a toast to the sunset's beautiful truth
(INTERLUDE)
F Am EbMaj7 Am EbMaj7 Gm Gm/C (x2)
F Am EbMaj7
I lit a fire by the tracks last night
Am EbMaj7 Am EbMaj7
Bounced it off the moon hoping you'd call soon
Am EbMaj7 Am EbMaj7
To this phonebooth state where I've been stuck up late
Gm Gm/C
Felt just like an ass when I broke that glass
F F/Eb Bdim7-5 G9
I'm not there at all
C Gm7 (?)
But I will recall what she said to me
D7 G7 C7
On her doorstep
(This is a blues song so there is a little room for improv so go right
ahead)
Intro: A7 to A(hammer on)
A7 A
He doesn't care if you're punctual
D7 A
no reward for an early bird.
And he don't care if you're dysfunctional,
E7
we've only recently heard that word.
A7 A
And the infamous nictotine user.
D7 A
I think he doesn't really care about that.
The butcher, the baker, the boozer.
E7
It doesn't matter if you're skinny or fat.
Chorus:
D7 A
But, look at the clouds, look at the earthquakes.
E E7 A
Look at the moon that the light of the sun makes.
A7 A D
Look at the wind...
A
Woo! How it's loose and free...
E E7 A
Look at these tiny things botherin' me.
Verse:
I've been watching for seven straight hours
(others, in the background) there hasn't been a damn thing on!
And there hasn't been a damn thing on.
And I feel like I'm losin' my powers.
All my get up and go has all gone
And I lied to my local panhandler
Said I couldn't have the change
Start off straight but I get to meander
I got the aim but I don't have the range
(others)
woah...
Chorus:
Solo: (over scats) A (faba-doo-da)
D (wah-wah) A
E (wah-bow-bow) D7 (whoa!)
(All)
Well, the future looks like distant thunder.
Well, because I'm never sure that I'll get paid.
And I'm pissed that I'm not gettin' younger.
Gettin' pretty, gettin' love, gettin' laid.
And on the talk show, cat fight, playoff,
well, everybody gives 'em a hand.
And the radio sounds like a payoff,
I just don't understand.
Chorus:
(All, w/ voices in the background even louder)
Look at the clouds, look at the earthquakes (shhhhh...)
Look at the moon that the light of the sun makes.
(Dave)
Hey!
(All)
Uh, Look at the wind...
(Dave) (others)
Wooo!, how it's loose and free... fa-du-da-du-da, fa-du-da-du-da
(All) Look at these tiny things botherin' me. Look at these tiny things
botherin' me.
The chord they use in the verse is some sort of C derivative that I can't
identify. I'll call it Csus in the tab, because it's a combination of sus2
and sus4, played x33030. Don't confuse this with the Csus2 in the second
chorus, played 335533. All the other chords are pretty basic.
Capo 1
Intro riff (2x):
E--------------0--------3----------
B-----------3-----3-----3----------
G--------0--------------4----------
D-----3----------------------------
A----------------------------------
E----------------------------------
Verse:
Csus G
Bell tower (at the station)
Csus G
is ringin' the morning out.
imprisoned by
Csus G
the situation.
Csus G
Would be every bit as sour
Chorus:
C
If I miss you half as much.
F G
Miss you half as much.
Repeat intro riff
The man at the track
sent all the passengers back
and said the ?treats? running ?I? wouldn't come.
No locomotion just ?devotion?.
I folded the map into the book on my lap
and wondered if I would feel half as numb
C
If I miss you half as much
Csus2 Em
Miss you half as much
D
In a year or two
C G
we'll see this distance and this heartache through.
D
I never realized
C G
that I would need the joys and secrets of your eyes
that much.
(Improv solo)
Bells chime
in the hallway.
You better believe that I
be only loving you for
always.
'Cause there'll never be a time
C
I could love you half as much.
F Em
Love you half as much.
C G
Love you half as much.
End with intro riff
I'm pretty sure about the chords, except I had a tough time getting that
second chorus. If anybody can think of anything better I'd love to know!
Email me at KPFruhead@fruhead.com
Em Bm Em
Beware the Killer Tents!
Em Bm Em
Beware the Killer Tents!
Chorus:
G D G
The tents are coming, over the hill
G
We thought they were inanimate,
A7 D
but now they're set to kill
G
At Falcon Ridge this summer
C G
Somehow we've enraged the Falcon Gods
G D G
Tents have turned to creeping crawling body-snatching pods
Verse:
G
It was time for the big hoedown
D
It was Hillsdale '99
D G
Susan Werner saw a tent pole grow like an ivy vine
G C A7
Eddie from Ohio through his rear view mirror saw
D G
How with reckless abandon they were eatin' people raw
The verses and chorus just repeat the same chords, very simple. The lyrics
are what make the song, not the music :) Comments welcome at
KPFruhead@fruhead.com!
F C
Circumstances eat themselves
Bb Gm
The present tense has been
C
Fill the fancy bowl up
Eb Bb F
At the present tense tureen.
C#m Dm
I once had a girl, she lived in the past
Bb F
It was clear that relationship wouldn't last
C
It was clear from the way she had to sleep south
Bb F
It was clear from the lines around her mouth
Dm
So I went for a walk in the ravine
Bb F
I came up on an unbelievable scene
C
In the tiny creek there's a tiny boat
Bb F
With a tiny man in a tiny coat
Dm
I said "Hey man, do you think you can help?"
Bb F
He said "Of course I can - I'm an elf
C
We're not just fictional device
Bb C
We sail ravines and give advice"
Dm
I said "My baby is what it's about"
Bb F
He cried "Helms a-lee, boy, I'm comin' about
C
Don't fill me in on right or wrong
Eb Csus C (banjo notes: C B Bb)
Take these ropes and sing this song"
F C
Circumstances eat themselves
Bb Gm
The present tense has been
C
Fill the fancy bowl up
Eb Bb F
At the present tense tureen.
C#m Dm
His eyes were afire, he lit up a coal
Bb F
Handed me a ladle and a little white bowl
C
Put the pot on the fire, he opened a book
Bb F
And said "sit down, the thing's gotta cook"
Dm
"That's the loveliest pot I've ever seen"
Bb F
He said "it's not a pot, it's a tureen
C
And what's inside will make you well
Bb F
So ring this little dinner bell"
Dm
Then he giggled in french - that's what he did
Bb F
Like a kid at Christmas, as he opened the lid
C
"Help yourself" he beamed with pride
Bb C
But there was no sweet soup inside.
Dm
Silence fell on the cooling night
Bb F
I thought I better fake it just to be polite
C
Smallest friend, biggest moon
Eb Csus C (banjo notes: C B Bb)
Empty bowl, empty spoon.
F C
Circumstances eat themselves
Bb Gm
The present tense has been
C
Fill the fancy bowl up
Eb Bb F
At the present tense tureen.
F C
Circumstances eat themselves
Bb Gm
The present tense has been
C
Fill the fancy bowl up
Eb Bb F
At the present tense tureen.
[F#]. . . . [C#m]. . . . [F#]. . . . [C#m]. . . .
[F#]Who will save the [C#m]river valley? [G#m]That's my drinking [Bm7]water
[F#]This was once a [C#m]sacred place, now [G#m]look at what we've [Bm7]got here
[B]I'll pretend there [G]isn't any [A]prob[E]lem, just [A]do my [E]job
[B]And, if I don't like the [G]standard of living, [A]go [C#]move to [F#]Russia...
. . . . [C#m]. . . . [F#]. . . . [C#m]. . . .
[F#]Me an' Pete went [C#m]swimming last night, [G#m]he's my friend from [Bm7]Boy Scouts
[F#]All the fish were [C#m]floating upright, [G#m]we got scared, and [Bm7]we got out
[B]Mother says don't [G]play down where your [A]fa[E]ther [A]does his [E]job
[B]You know he's got to [G]make a living [A]or [C#]move to [F#]Russia...
(this is my [C#m]world, this is my [F#]world, don't make it [C#m]go away
[F#]is it a [C#m]crime, spending my [F#]time, dreaming of [C#m]yesterday)
[F#]Meet me in the [C#m]river valley, [G#m]you can tell me [Bm7]stories
[F#]'Bout a time be[C#m]fore pinstripe suits, [G#m]dippers, grits, and [Bm7]tories
[B](my mother sang the [G]songs her mother [A]taught [E]her [A] [E]
[B]we'd be swimming [G]off in cool cool [A]wa[E]ter [A] [E]
[Bm]and when she'd call us [G]from the yard
[Bm]running home it [G]felt like god...)
[D]. . . . [F#]. . . .
[B](this [F#m]is [B]my [F#m]world... [B]don't [F#m]take [B]it [F#m]a [F#]way)
[new_page]
Is your favourite [C#m]place controlled by [G#m]developing am[Bm7]bitions?
[F#]Do you think you'll [C#m]have some power [G#m]signing a pe[Bm7]tition?
[G#]Are you fine with [D#m]your surroundings? [A#m]Are they gonna [C7]crumble?
[G#]I'm living in the [D#m]river valley, [A#m]come and join me [C7]for a tumble!
([G#]high up above, see the [D#m]cars above the viaduct
[A#m]from sunrise to the last [C7]call, they push their [G#]luck
but that would be [D#m]fine
[A#m]if the world was [C7]yours, and you were [G#]mine)
Who will save the [D#m]river valley?
[G#]Who will save the [D#m]river valley?
[G#]Who will save the [D#m]river valley?
[G#]Who will save the [D#m]river valley?
Guitar arrangement by Wes Carroll (wes@mit.edu)
Today's the Day that We Fight Back (from the 'No Mega-CD') Definitely the easiest Frusong that I've ever figured out. I'm positive that it's correct because I saw Mike play it live yesterday. There is one chord that I don't know the name of. So, we'll just call it V, for no other reason than to differentiate it from an E chord, and if anyone knows the real name, please let me and Chris know. V = 021200. Bill is almost sure that the V chord is a B7. (Mike on lead) A They started out so very slick, A with the deficit arithmetic. A Hospitals shut down real quick, A so you best be sure you don't get sick. E That's the Harris-Tory shtick. A Cutbacks start, the people snore. A Clinics had to close their doors. A If anesthetics cost too much, A just wack yourself with a 2 by 4. E You might have thought there can't be more, A But that's not all they're asking for! A They started with their common sense, A and things for teachers got real tense. A Students saw tuitions soar, A and obstacles became immense. E And no care for the consequence. A So let McDonald's teach grade three, A let Exxon run university. A TVO has got to go, A and we can't afford your local library. E Sell your bed, sleep on the floor. A But that's not all they're asking for! D Wall Street calls on A Bay Street then E Bay Street calls their A Queen's Park friends. D Turn welfare into A excrement. V That's why they bought the E government. A Education is no priority, A make your mind an employee E of their dirt-cheap workfare core. A But that's not all they're asking for! A They started with Bill 103 A 'cause there is strength in unity. A Strength to shut the people off, A and widdle down democracy. E Download, offload, 1-2-3! A By now we surely realize, A the plan is to demoralize. A Stay at home and watch the game, A and bow down to free enterprise. E Be governed by the banker's whore. A But that's not all they're asking for! D If you'd like to A escape it all, E there's a holiday to A take next fall. D A weekend in A Temagami, V chained up to a E big 'ol tree. A They want your body and mind thrown down some hole. A and they'd like to possess your soul. E It's a global ticker-tape attack. A But today's the day that we fight back! E It's a global ticker-tape attack. A But today's the day that we fight back! A Today's the day that we fight back! A Today's the day that we fight back!
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