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Naively clean chords from Jonathan Mann lyrics (https://twitter.com/songadaymann/status/1151885756237004805)
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#!/usr/bin/env node | |
// require some file system methods | |
const fs = require('fs') | |
(() => { | |
// read the file with the lyrics++ | |
const lyrics = fs.readFileSync('./lyrics.txt', 'utf-8') | |
// clean out things we don't want | |
const withoutChordsAndStuff = lyrics | |
.split('\n') | |
// remove chord lines | |
.map(string => { | |
if ( | |
/([A-G](#|b)?)(\(?(M|maj|major|m|min|minor|dim|sus|dom|aug)?(\+|-|add)?\d*\)?)(\/([A-G](#|b)?))?/.test(string) || | |
/^([A-G](#|b)?)(\(?(M|maj|major|m|min|minor|dim|sus|dom|aug)?(\+|-|add)?\d*\)?)(\/([A-G](#|b)?))?(|.*)$/g.test(string) | |
) { | |
return '' | |
} | |
return string | |
}) | |
// remove brackets stuff | |
.map(string => { | |
return string.replace(/(\[.+(\]|\[))/,'') | |
}) | |
.map(string => { | |
return string.replace(/(\{|\().+(\}|\))/,'') | |
}) | |
// remove URLs | |
.map(string => { | |
return string.replace(/https?:\/\/(www\.)?[-a-zA-Z0-9@:%._\+~#=]{1,256}\.[a-zA-Z0-9()]{1,6}\b([-a-zA-Z0-9()@:%_\+.~#?&//=]*)/, '') | |
}) | |
// Inline chords | |
.map(string => { | |
return string | |
.replace(/([A-G](#|b)?)(\(?(M|maj|major|m|min|minor|dim|sus|dom|aug)?(\+|-|add)?\d*\)?)(\/([A-G](#|b)?))?/, '') | |
}) | |
// lines with repeators (x2 etc) | |
.filter(string => !/x\d/.test(string)) | |
// inline repators | |
.map(string => string.replace(/ \(x\d\)/,'')) | |
// remove capitalized Song A Day + number | |
.filter(string => !/Song (a|A) Day /.test(string)) | |
.filter(string => !/SongDay/.test(string)) | |
// remove annotation | |
.filter(string => !/first singing note:/.test(string)) | |
// remove intro annotation | |
.filter(string => !/Intro( \(guitar\)|:.*)/.test(string)) | |
// remove twitter handles | |
.filter(string => !/@(\w+)/.test(string)) | |
// write the output to a new file | |
fs.writeFileSync('./withoutChordsAndStuff.txt', withoutChordsAndStuff.join('\n')) | |
})() | |
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On the Day I Was Born | |
Song a Day #100 | |
First Singing Note: G# | |
[verse] | |
C#m Bm | |
When I was born I looked like a spider monkey | |
C#m | |
My dad took one look at me | |
Bm | |
And said, “He looks like a spider monkey.” | |
[verse] | |
And I grew up and I still kinda look like a monkey | |
I got more hair on this side of my face than I do on this side | |
No matter what I do about it | |
[chorus x3] | |
E D | |
Spider monkey | |
C#m Bm | |
Spider monkey | |
Oh, spider monkey | |
Spider monkey | |
Oh, spider monkey | |
Spider monkey, monkey | |
E | |
Oh yeah | |
When the Lighthouse Went Dark | |
Song a Day #101 | |
First Singing Note: D | |
[verse] | |
Dm | |
When the lighthouse went dark | |
No one saw the ship | |
E° | |
Children weren’t safe | |
(Gm7/Dm/A+) | |
The sharkmen slid silently through the night | |
When the darkness came down | |
The men took up arms | |
We defended this castle | |
Blood dripped from the roof | |
[chorus] | |
Dm | |
When the lighthouse went dark | |
Dm | |
When the lighthouse went dark | |
Dm | |
When the lighthouse went dark | |
Gm E° | |
When the lighthouse went dark | |
[verse] | |
Go on, Eddie, follow your mother | |
She’s taking you to a safe place | |
Beneath the ground where the sharkmen can’t go | |
Cuz the lighthouse went dark | |
We’re running out of bullets | |
Gather up the swords | |
We may have to use pitchforks | |
It’s gonna be a long night | |
[chorus] | |
When the lighthouse went dark x3 | |
When the lighthouse went dark, dark, dark | |
Zombie Banks | |
Song A Day #102 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
[verse] | |
Am | |
When dealing with zombies | |
Dm | |
there are certain procedures | |
F | |
you always must follow | |
C | |
You always must follow | |
[verse 2] | |
Rule number one is go find a shotgun | |
Aim for a head shot | |
Aim for a head shot | |
[bridge] | |
G | |
Now would you ever let a zombie survive? | |
Am | |
NO! Why would you do that? Seriously, why would you do that? | |
G | |
What if you could study it and learn all kinds of things about it? | |
Am | |
NO! Just kill it! Haven’t you seen the movies? | |
[pre-chorus] | |
C | |
We’ve got zombie banks | |
E° | |
with their toxic assets | |
Am G | |
The bankers won’t let them die | |
[pre-chorus 2] | |
But any horror movie | |
aficionado can tell you | |
that all the zombies must die | |
[chorus] | |
C | |
So kill the zombie banks! | |
F | |
Shoot them in their heads | |
Am G | |
Then throw their corpses into the fire | |
[chorus 2 | |
Too big to fail | |
I say too big to live | |
Let’s start all over again | |
With community banks | |
Ringtone for Casey | |
Song a Day #103 | |
First Singing Note: F | |
F | |
I rarely shave or wear long pants | |
F Bb C | |
I’m an old man trapped in a young man’s body | |
Better talk to me while you have the chance | |
I’m an old man trapped in a young man’s body | |
Pick up your phone before I die | |
I’m an old man trapped in a young man’s body | |
If you don’t and I do it’ll be your fault and you will cry | |
I’m an old man trapped in a young man’s body | |
Old man | |
Old man | |
Old man | |
Oreo Love | |
Song a Day #104 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
[verse] | |
Am G F G | |
I’m an Oreo cookie who’s in love with his milk | |
Am G F E | |
But she doesn’t love me at all | |
Oh, whoa, woe is me | |
She’s as smooth as silk | |
But she doesn’t love me at all | |
Listen when I say that love’s a one way street | |
Feelings are something you hide | |
Maybe she’s snooty | |
Maybe she’s racist | |
If only she could see my inside | |
[chorus] | |
F G | |
We belong together more than ever like butter and jam | |
Though my heart is currently sunken, pretty soon we’ll be a’dunkin, oh yeah | |
[verse] | |
I’m an Oreo cookie who’s in love with his milk | |
Soon we’ll be together in your stomach | |
By then it won’t matter | |
But maybe it will | |
Maybe in the afterlife she’ll love me | |
One dunk, two bites | |
There I go | |
Flushed down with her milkiness | |
We’re mixing all together and now I know what it’s like to experience bliss | |
[chorus] | |
We belong together more than ever like butter and jam | |
F G E | |
Though my heart is currently sunken, pretty soon we’ll be a’dunkin, oh yeah | |
Oreos | |
Ringtone for Jackie | |
Song a Day #105 | |
First Singing Note: G | |
G F C G | |
Jackie, turn off the overhead light | |
F C G | |
Cuz I’m cooking dinner tonight | |
D C D | |
So pick up some California wine | |
Em D C G | |
And then we’ll go, we’ll go for a walk down by the river | |
Em D C G | |
We’ll go, we’ll go for a walk and meet the stars | |
A D | |
But first you need to pick up your phone | |
G | |
It’s Johnny calling you | |
It’s Like Filling Up A Styrofoam Cup With A Hole in the Bottom | |
Song a Day # 106 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
A E | |
It’s like trying to fill a Styrofoam cup | |
A D A | |
with a hole in the bottom | |
There are many solutions | |
Only question is whether you got ‘em | |
Bm | |
You can sit and wait for spring | |
Bm A D A | |
Or you can face the fact that it’s autumn | |
E | |
This one guy swore it was summer | |
D A D A | |
And I kid you not, they just shot him | |
It’s like drinking out of a Styrofoam cup and then getting cancer | |
There are many many questions that have more than just one answer | |
She spoke like an activist but walked just like a dancer | |
And I can’t resist that walk so I knew I had to take a chance with her | |
So I said, “Hey pretty baby, my Styrofoam cup’s overflowing” | |
“If you look the other way just be aware of the conclusions you’re forgoing” | |
“Is there a synchronicity in regarding the direction that we’re going?” | |
“Because you make me think there’s more to Styrofoam than I’m currently knowing” | |
Well I threw away the Styrofoam cup with the hole | |
It was useless | |
This guy picked it out of the trash | |
His smile was toothless | |
I’m glad it didn’t go to waste | |
But you wanna know what the truth is? | |
Styrofoam is like a dictator | |
All rigid and ruthless | |
It’s true | |
Let’s rock | |
Yeah! | |
Keyboard Shortcuts | |
Song a Day #107 | |
First Singing Note: G | |
G | |
Quit | |
Close window | |
Export | |
Render all | |
New tab | |
Undo, undo | |
Underline | |
Italics | |
Open | |
Select all | |
Save | |
Undo | |
Cut | |
Copy | |
Paste | |
Bold | |
New document | |
Keyboard shortcuts | |
Ringtone for Michaela Fishback | |
Song a Day #108 | |
First Singing Note: E | |
Em F | |
Michaela, | |
Em F | |
the wolves | |
C G F C | |
need your help to find the way back home | |
F Em G C | |
They can’t do it on their own | |
Michaela, | |
the wolves are calling | |
Please won’t you pick up your phone? | |
The wolves are calling and they wanna go home | |
Say, owwoooooo | |
Owooooooooo | |
Owooooooooo | |
Owoooooooooooooooo | |
Torture Memos: Waterboarding | |
Song a Day #109 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
D G | |
The detainee is lying on a gurney that’s inclined at an angle 10 to 15 degrees | |
D | |
A cloth is placed over the detainee’s face | |
A | |
Cold water is poured on the cloth | |
D G | |
The wet cloth creates a barrier through which it is difficult | |
D A | |
Or in some cases not possible for the detainee to breathe | |
Bm | |
If the detainee makes an effort to defeat the technique | |
Bm A Bm | |
By twisting his head to the side and breathing out of the corner of his mouth | |
G | |
The interrogator may cup his hands around the detainee’s nose and mouth | |
G D | |
In which case it would not be possible for the detainee to breathe | |
A | |
Oh, to breathe | |
A7 D G D | |
But as we explained in the section 2340A Memorandum | |
Bm F#m G | |
“Pain and suffering” is best understood as a single concept | |
D | |
Not distinct concepts of “pain” as distinguished from “suffering” | |
A | |
Oh, suffering | |
Bm A Bm A Bm | |
And the waterboard which inflicts no pain or actual harm whatsoever | |
G D | |
Does not in our view inflict “severe pain or suffering” | |
G D | |
Even if one were to parse the statute more finely | |
G | |
To treat “suffering” as a distinct concept | |
G D | |
The waterboard could not be said to inflict “severe suffering” | |
D (F#m)A G A7 D | |
(The waterboard is simply a controlled acute episode | |
Lacking the connotation of a protracted period of time generally given to suffering) | |
I Am Israel, I Am Palestine | |
Song A Day #110 | |
First Singing Note: B | |
B C# | |
When your family’s been fighting so long that they’ve forgotten why they fight | |
F# C# B C# | |
And they don’t know how to stop | |
D#m B | |
Two brothers at each other’s throats | |
C# | |
And neither of them can see | |
F# C# B C# | |
That the blood they sheds the same | |
[chorus] | |
F# C# B C# | |
Tell me what can you do | |
F# C# B | |
so your families see that they’re hurting you? | |
F# | |
What’s mine is yours | |
G#m7 | |
What’s yours is mine | |
F# C# B | |
I’m Israel, I’m Palestine | |
(Background) | |
Doo doo doo… | |
F# | |
C# B | |
C# F# | |
[verse] | |
When your family’s steeped in fear so that the fear is all there is | |
Tell me who will intervene? | |
When an eye’s worth an eye | |
And the wounds run so deep | |
And all you want is peace | |
[chorus] | |
Tell me what can you do so your families see that they’re hurting you? | |
What’s mine is yours | |
What’s yours is mine | |
I’m Israel, I’m Palestine | |
[verse] | |
When your families crossed a line so that every boundary’s blurred | |
Tell me who will stand aside? | |
Both sides know they’re right | |
And they’ve forgotten why they fight | |
And the blood they shed’s the same | |
[chorus] | |
Tell me what can you do so your families see how they’re hurting you? | |
What’s mine is yours | |
What’s yours is mine | |
I’m Israel, I’m Palestine | |
I’m Israel, I’m Palestine | |
Cannabis Criminalization—A Short History In Song | |
Song a Day #111 | |
First Singing Note: Bb | |
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4 | |
Eb | |
Well it was only 72 years ago | |
Eb | |
That the federal government suddenly said, “No more!” | |
Bb | |
They said, “No more cannabis” | |
Cm | |
“No more hemp” | |
Ab Bb | |
And since that day in August they’ve shown nothing but contempt | |
And the story is a very simple one | |
Full of greed, bigotry, and ambition | |
It’s about hemp versus nylon | |
And William Randolph Hearst | |
And a guy named Harry J Anslinger | |
[verse] | |
Ab Eb | |
And if you know anyone who smokes the stuff | |
You know it’s as harmless as can be | |
But our drug war will never be able to get enough | |
Bb Eb Ab Eb | |
Until everyone is rounded up and locked up for eternity | |
[verse] | |
Well first we have a company called Dupont (Dupont) | |
They invented nylon (nylon) | |
Well hemp can do what nylon does, and do it clean and cheap | |
So Dupont wanted to see it outlawed | |
Add to this Harry J Anslinger (Anslinger) | |
He was the first commissioner (commissioner) | |
of the Federal Bureau of Narcotics | |
And he set his sights on cannabis as an easy way to prove his effectiveness | |
You see he characterized it as a dangerous drug | |
As for proof he pointed to those who used it most | |
Which at that time was Mexican workers and black jazz musicians | |
So clearly this drug had to be stopped | |
And in steps William Randolph Hearst (William Randolph Hearst) | |
Who makes Rupert Murdoch kinda look like a saint (like a saint) | |
And every newspaper he owned | |
Very clearly showed how cannabis was the most dangerous thing around | |
[chorus] | |
But if you know anyone who smokes the stuff | |
You know it’s as harmless as can be | |
But our drug war will never be able to get enough | |
Until everyone is rounded up and locked up for eternity | |
[verse] | |
Til 72 years later it’s just a fact (just a fact) | |
Pot is dangerous drug, it’s as simple as that (simple as that) | |
Hemp’s the same as pot | |
And if you disagree you’re either a hippie or some lunatic fringe wacko liberal fool | |
But I say no to your silly outdated laws (I say no) | |
And I say yes to the very reasonable cause (I say yes) | |
I’ll knit you something out of hemp | |
Maybe a scarf, or a hat, or a sweater | |
And then we can all go get high and watch the sun set together | |
[chorus] | |
But if you know anyone who smokes the stuff | |
You know it’s as harmless as can be | |
But our drug war will never be able to get enough | |
Until everyone is rounded up and locked up for eternity x2 | |
Wren the Polyamorous Polar Bear and His Story of Redemption | |
Song a Day #112 | |
First Singing Note: B | |
[verse] | |
E Bm | |
I knew a polar bear | |
D A | |
His name was Wren | |
[verse] | |
He fell in love with a flock of penguins | |
But he was polyamorous | |
He believed it could work | |
[verse] | |
But the penguins were monogamous | |
So he left feeling like a big jerk | |
[chorus] | |
E Bm | |
Oh, Wren | |
F#m A | |
Polyamorous polar bear | |
Oh, Wren | |
Polyamorous polar bear | |
[verse] | |
He sought refuge in his iceberg home | |
But the ice was melting and so he set out alone | |
Wandering the tundra, searching for love | |
Cursing the ground that he walked upon | |
And resenting the sun above | |
[chorus] | |
Oh, Wren | |
Polyamorous polar bear | |
Oh, Wren | |
Polyamorous polar bear | |
[verse] | |
Two years of walking | |
He arrived in New York | |
He got a flat I Brooklyn | |
The fish market was his work | |
One day while catching the subway | |
He was in a big hurry | |
He bumped into a girl that was dressed as a polar bear furry | |
She introduced him to her friends | |
[chorus] | |
Oh, Wren | |
You finally found a new home | |
Yeah, Wren | |
The polyamorous powar bear | |
Oh yeah | |
Fire Engine Red | |
Song A Day #113 | |
First Singing Note: C | |
[chorus] | |
Am Dm Am | |
Fire engine red | |
Am Bb F C | |
Fire engine red, whoooa | |
Fire engine red | |
Fire engine red | |
[verse] | |
F Gm F G | |
Pantone 185 | |
F Gm Bb C | |
Fiercely independent, full of vigor and drive | |
F Gm F Gm | |
If you got a fire, then we’ll put it out | |
Bb C | |
Cuz we got the extinguisher | |
[chorus] | |
Cuz we’re fire engine red (fire engine red) | |
Fire engine red (fire engine red) | |
Fire engine red (fire engine red) | |
Fire engine red (fire engine red) | |
[verse B] | |
F Bb F | |
We’re cheaper and nicer and we have better software | |
A Dm | |
Than any of our competitors, oh yeah | |
Gm | |
We’re not trying to brag | |
F C | |
We’re just stating the facts | |
A Dm | |
When it comes to admissions, we’re completely badass | |
[bridge] | |
Gm | |
Fire | |
Dm F | |
engine | |
C | |
red | |
[verse C] | |
F Bb | |
Start small, think big | |
F C | |
Start a fire on your first day of college | |
Start small, think big | |
Don’t take no for an answer | |
Start small, think big | |
Put out the fire with your fire engine | |
Start small, think big | |
Just do what needs to be done | |
[chorus] | |
Cuz you’re fire engine red | |
You’re fire engine red | |
Fire engine red | |
F Bb F | |
Fire engine red | |
F C F | |
You’re fire engine red | |
Yeah, you’re fire engine red | |
Ohh, fire engine red | |
Welcome to Spintown | |
Song a Day #114 | |
First Singing Note: G | |
G | |
Em (x6) | |
G E | |
Summer is melting hearts | |
G E | |
We’re dancing and making art | |
D C | |
Toiling in the garden | |
Bm D G | |
And the fairy woodland creatures welcome you to Spintown | |
G E | |
Spintown (welcome you to Spintown) | |
G E | |
Spintown | |
[verse] | |
Youtube jungle navigated, traversed | |
Where music and dance fall face first | |
Curated and presented, hungry, unrelenting | |
Representing one man’s vision of the best that’s being offered | |
[chorus] | |
Spintown! | |
Spintown (spin, spin, spin, spin) | |
Spintown (welcome you to Spintown) | |
G | |
G Em G | |
(Bum bum bum bum bum bum bum) | |
1, 2, 3, 4 | |
[chorus x3] | |
Spintown (welcome you to Spintown) x4 | |
We welcome you to Spintown | |
Welcome! | |
Lindsay McCove Went Out On A Date | |
Song a Day #115 | |
First Singing Note: C | |
C F | |
Lindsay McCove went out on a date | |
C Em G | |
Lindsay McCove, it didn’t go so great | |
C F | |
Lindsay McCove went home and got drunk | |
G F C | |
Lindsay McCove made a video blog | |
And when she burped, the end | |
She burped, the end | |
She burped | |
I hope she didn’t do his taxes | |
She burped | |
The end | |
Steve the Hippo | |
Song a Day #116 | |
First Singing Note: E | |
[verse] | |
C G | |
Deep in the jungles of Africa | |
Am F | |
There lives a little boy who’s not a boy at all | |
[chorus] | |
C G Am Fm | |
Well, he’s a hippo with multiple personalities | |
A hippo with multiple personalities | |
[verse] | |
Won’t someone go and tell him | |
He’s not king of the jungle | |
Someone break the news | |
That he does not belong in that tree | |
But his mother had disowned him | |
He had a hard time making friends | |
[chorus] | |
Cuz he’s a hippo with multiple personalities | |
A hippo with multiple personalities | |
[verse] | |
Sometimes he thinks that he has wings | |
Like a bird or a bat | |
When humans come look at him | |
He wants to try on their hats | |
And then everybody laughs at him | |
And Steve's left feeling sad | |
[Chorus] | |
[verse] | |
Truthfully, they're afraid of him | |
They think he’s tres bizarre | |
But that all changes when the full moon rises | |
And he breaks out his guitar | |
And he plays! | |
And he plays! | |
And he plays! | |
And the whole jungle weeps | |
And the whole jungle weeps | |
He’s a hippo with multiple personalities | |
A hippo with multiple personalities x4 | |
Go, hippo, go! X4 | |
A hippo with multiple personalities x4 | |
Don’t Let Your Ovaries get You Down | |
Song a Day #117 | |
First Singing Note: D | |
Bb Eb Bb Eb | |
Once a month there comes a time | |
Dm Eb Bb | |
When you don’t want to hang out with your friends | |
Am Gm Am Gm | |
You sit alone and cry and moan | |
Am Gm C | |
About the pain that will never end | |
But I’m your friend and I want to hang | |
With the Sunday morning blossoms and the sun | |
Come out and feel the breeze | |
Tell your ovaries that it’s time to go have some fun | |
[chorus] | |
Bb Eb Bb Eb | |
Don’t let your ovaries get you down | |
Bb Eb Bb F | |
You’re the most powerful woman around | |
Don’t let your ovaries ruin your day | |
Come out and play with me | |
Come out and play with me | |
Ringtone for Liam and Kean’s Dad | |
Song a Day #118 | |
First Singing Note: G# | |
[verse] | |
E | |
Why’s Obama missing it? | |
F#m | |
The banker’s ring, he’s kissing it | |
A E | |
No, I don’t understand it at all! | |
[verse] | |
All you can do is find a way | |
To get the workers compensated | |
Do your best and stand tall | |
[chorus] | |
B | |
So Liam and Keane say | |
C#m A | |
“Dad we’re proud of you” | |
B C#m A | |
“Even though you lose your sunglasses all the time” | |
B | |
Liam and Keen say | |
C#m A | |
“Dad we’re proud of you” | |
A E | |
“And we know you’re proud of us, too” | |
Swine Flu—The Musical | |
Song a Day #119 | |
First Singing Note: | |
Intro: | |
D C A x2 | |
[verse] | |
D | |
Is it scary? | |
C | |
Should I be frightened? | |
A | |
Oh yes! Through and through! | |
What’s the name of this crisis? | |
I think we’ll call this one…Swine Flu! | |
[chorus] | |
D C | |
Swine flu, swine flu | |
A | |
Well, I’m freaked out | |
G A | |
How about you? | |
Swine flu, swine flu | |
Where can we go? | |
What can we do? | |
[verse] | |
What are the signs? | |
What are the symptoms? | |
Like the regular flu, as far as we know | |
So what makes this one different? | |
100 dead in Mexico! | |
[bridge] | |
Bm | |
And the circumstances around their deaths? | |
C#m | |
Of this we cannot be sure | |
D | |
Well isn’t that part kind of important? | |
E | |
Well, what do you need to know that for? | |
[b section] | |
F#m E D A | |
Well for one thing, what if they had pre existing conditions? | |
Or maybe they just let the flu get out of hand | |
I mean, tens of thousands of people die every year from the normal flu | |
[bridge] | |
Bm | |
So if you’re gonna give me scary facts | |
D E7 | |
You better have your scary facts all planned | |
[coda/chorus b] | |
A E | |
Swine flu, | |
Cm D | |
I’m not afraid til I get some proof | |
I have this feeling you’re trying to sell me medicine | |
(No…) | |
Swine flu, swine flu | |
Media, what are you trying to do? | |
A E D | |
Don’t we have enough problems as it is? | |
E A | |
Please just leave me the hell alone | |
Thank you | |
Lost in the Tubes | |
Song a Day #120 | |
First Singing Note: E | |
C G | |
You may wake up one morning | |
F C G | |
The sun will be out shining | |
C G | |
You’ll wipe your eyes and you’ll realize | |
F C | |
You’ve been awake for 40 days | |
And that’s when it’ll hit you | |
You’ve been at your computer | |
Youtube and Facebook and Twitter | |
And you’ll be amazed | |
Can you really, really tell me | |
That you get satisfied | |
Getting lost in the tangle of tubes while you’re losing your mind? | |
Your mind | |
There’s only one known cure for this | |
And if you’ve got it don’t take any chances | |
Put on your pants | |
Cancel your plans | |
Get outside and get dancing | |
DANCE BREAKDOWN | |
Guitar Solo over verse x5 | |
The Continuing Adventures of Bulldog and Dude | |
Song a Day #121 | |
First Singing Note: | |
[verse] | |
Am | |
Gather round | |
Tell you all a little story | |
About a tiki bar down in Ocean City | |
C | |
There’s a couple of guys who were far from pretty | |
Dm | |
But the drinks are strong and the jokes are witty | |
F E Am | |
Bulldog and The Dude | |
Am | |
They got a radio show from 6 to 10 | |
C | |
They call it “The Rude Awakenin” | |
Dm | |
From New Jersey down to Maryland | |
F E Am | |
Bulldog and The Dude | |
[chorus] | |
Dm Am | |
Bulldog and The Dude | |
E Am | |
Bulldog and The Dude | |
[verse] | |
On St. Patty’s Day, The Dude was nude | |
The police thought this was mighty rude | |
He’s banned from 7-11 for good | |
Bulldog and The Dude | |
Well another time there was a feud | |
Between John Smith and The Dude | |
But poor John Smith’s hair was screwed | |
Bulldog and The Dude | |
When Ocean City decided pants were moot | |
Folks driving on their morning commute | |
Got a full on view of Dude’s loot | |
Bulldog and The Dude | |
Porn stars to lawyers, celebrities | |
They interview all personalities | |
Cuz if someone’s got something to say | |
They say it to Bulldog and The Dude | |
[chorus] | |
Bulldog and The Dude x4 | |
Yeah! | |
To: Sarah And Mike From: Meredith and Adam Re: Sorry About Your Bikes | |
Song a Day #122 | |
First Singing Note: E | |
[A section] | |
C Dm7 | |
We’re sorry | |
C Dm7 | |
We’re really sorry | |
C Dm7 | |
We’re sorry, sorry, sorry | |
C A° Dm7 C | |
We’re sorry | |
[B section] | |
C F | |
Sarah and Mike | |
G F | |
got their bikes stolen | |
C G F C | |
from outside our apartment while we were all out | |
getting dinner | |
At the secret bim bim bap place | |
They don’t have a storefront | |
It’s hard to find but the food is really excellent | |
We feel extra bad because they’re training for a cross country bike trip this summer | |
And now they have to go buy fancy new bikes | |
They were super nice about it but we could tell that it really stressed them out | |
So we wanted to say we’re sorry | |
[A section] | |
We’re sorry, we’re sorry | |
We’re really sorry | |
We’re sorry, sorry, sorry | |
We are sorry | |
From Meredith and Adam | |
Yeah! | |
Happy Birthday, Shaista Vally | |
Song a Day #123 | |
First Singing Note: D# | |
[chorus] | |
B F# E F# | |
Shaista Vally, it’s your birthday | |
Shaista Vally, it’s your birthday | |
Happy birthday, Shaista Vally | |
Happy birthday, Shaista Vally | |
B E B | |
Oooooh | |
[verse] | |
Your sense of humor may be crass | |
But you make me smile and you make me laugh | |
People think you’re Indian or maybe Pakistani | |
But you’re from down in the OC | |
Via South Africa and I decree | |
That today’s a great day in history | |
Cuz 24 years ago you were born | |
[verse] | |
So Shaista Vally, it’s your birthday | |
Shaista Vally, it’s your birthday | |
Happy birthday, Shaista Vally | |
Happy birthday, Shaista Vally | |
Ooooooh | |
[verse] | |
You know about science like biology | |
You work in a bar but anyone can see | |
That pretty soon you’ll be the queen | |
Queen of the world | |
And you want to be an optometrist | |
But you’re also already an amazing artist | |
Making lots of little bacterial things and painting a lot | |
It’s all really awesome | |
[chorus] | |
So Shaista Vally, it’s your birthday | |
Shaista Vally, it’s your birthday | |
Happy birthday, Shaista Vally | |
Happy birthday, Shaista Vally | |
Ooooh | |
[verse] | |
??? | |
You’re way into my heart | |
I am truly awed | |
And I hate it when we part | |
Your insults stir up my guts | |
And you won’t stop sucking my cuts | |
On the coldest day of the year | |
I wanted you near | |
I wanted you here | |
[chorus] | |
So Shaista Vally, it’s your birthday | |
Shaista Vally, it’s your birthday | |
Happy birthday, Shaista Vally | |
Happy birthday, Shaista Vally | |
Ooooh | |
We Are Pattern Machines | |
Song a Day #124 | |
First Singing Note: G | |
[verse] | |
C G | |
When will the world end? | |
Am G | |
Will it be 2012? | |
C G | |
What about Y2K? | |
A G | |
What would’ve happened if we didn’t fix our computers? | |
F G | |
I want to know | |
Patterns in text | |
In time | |
In rhyme | |
Do we see them because they’re there? | |
Or is it just the way we’re made? | |
[pre-chorus] | |
F G | |
We’re pattern machines | |
F G | |
We are pattern machines | |
[chorus] | |
C G F C | |
I’m sick of seeing patterns everywhere | |
C G | |
Patterns make assumptions | |
F C | |
Make me stop and stare | |
Am G F C | |
I don’t want to be a slave to a brain that’s too aware | |
F Am G | |
Give me back my humanity | |
[verse] | |
DNA | |
Chemistry | |
Dow Jones | |
And math | |
Physics | |
Astrology | |
Religion and scientific method | |
Let’s leave it all behind | |
Do we see what we want? | |
Will we ever find any truth? | |
How can we know what’s really there? x2 | |
[pre-chorus] | |
If we’re pattern machines | |
We are pattern machines | |
[chorus] | |
I’m sick of seeing patterns everywhere | |
Patterns make assumption | |
Make me stop and stare | |
I don’t want to be a slave to a brain that’s too aware | |
Give me back my humanity | |
Patterns | |
OneCaliforniaBank (You Deserve a Bank Like This) | |
Song a Day #125 | |
First Singing Note: F | |
F C Bb C | |
You can keep your money in a box bank | |
Never knowing where your money’s going | |
Or you can keep your money safe with OneCal | |
Knowing that your money’s going towards | |
Bb | |
A wealth of opportunity | |
F C | |
A healthier community | |
Dm | |
Sustainable financial system | |
C Bb Am C | |
On the local level and beyond | |
F Bb C Bb | |
OneCaliforniaBank x7 | |
A capella | |
F | |
One | |
C F | |
Ohhh, ohhh, you deserve a bank like this!) | |
Birthday Song for Mimi Hughes | |
Song a Day #127 | |
First Singing Note: F | |
F Gm F | |
Mimi Hughes | |
F Gm F | |
You bake a great honey wheat bread | |
Dm C F Gm F | |
You swam the Danube in only 89 days | |
Dm C F Gm F | |
That’s two thousand eight hundred fifty kilometers | |
F Gm F | |
And you love to talk to strangers | |
Bb F | |
And your daughter Bree asked me to write you this song | |
Bb F | |
Cuz it’s your birthday so sing along | |
Bb F | |
And she points out that you’re very accident prone | |
C | |
So be careful | |
[verse 2] | |
F Bb | |
Mimi Hughes | |
C F | |
Your husband’s name is Tree | |
Bb C | |
You have a son you call him Forest | |
Bb C | |
I think that’s really cool | |
[chorus] | |
F Bb | |
Kelsey, just Tree, Forest, and Bree | |
C F | |
Everybody sing, “Happy birthday, Mimi” | |
Kelsey, just Tree, Forest, and Bree | |
Everybody sing, “Happy birthday, Mimi” | |
[verse] | |
Mimi, Mimi Hughes | |
Don’t hike on that cut | |
In your leg or you’ll get all gangrene | |
And Kay and Kay they’ll be so really sad | |
And you won’t get to watch flapjack | |
[chorus] | |
Kelsey, just Tree, Forest, and Bree | |
Everybody sing, “Happy birthday, Mimi” | |
Oh Kelsey, just Tree, Forest, and Bree | |
Everybody sing, “Happy birthday, Mimi” | |
Oh Kelsey, just Tree, Forest, and Bree | |
Everybody sing, “Happy birthday, Mimi” | |
Oh Kelsey, just Tree, Forest, and Bree | |
Everybody sing, “Happy birthday, Mimi” | |
Bb F | |
Mimiiiiii | |
Don’t Give In To Madness | |
Song a Day #128 | |
First Singing Note: G | |
G Am Em | |
Santa Barbara’s on fire | |
D Em D | |
Pretty soon the whole world will be | |
Em D | |
The planet’s getting hotter | |
C D | |
And we’re running out of water | |
C D7 | |
And there’s no oxygen left in the sea | |
G D Em | |
But don’t give into madness | |
Bm D | |
When the resources are low | |
G C | |
Spread it all around like a lost and found | |
Bm D | |
Made of quid pro quo | |
I’m not a communist! | |
Though my granddaddy was | |
No, I just think that if we’re all in sync | |
We can make it through because | |
Em Bm | |
Well, you and me we’re not so different, different | |
You and me, we have a lot in common, common | |
Am Bm | |
Oh, We both want the same thing | |
Oh, To be loved and cared for | |
D7 | |
Oh, To live and make it happen | |
UKE SOLO: | |
G Am Em | |
D7 C D7 x2 | |
[verse] | |
So when those fires happen | |
And the earthquakes, tidal waves and hurricanes | |
Stricken by a flu pandemic | |
Dirty bomb or market panic | |
Please don’t go insane | |
[chorus] | |
No, don’t give into madness | |
When the resources are low | |
Spread it all around like a lost and found | |
Made of quid pro quo | |
I’m not a communist! | |
Though my granddaddy was | |
No, I just think that if we’re all in sync | |
We can make it through because | |
We’re all the same | |
We’re all the same | |
G D Em Bm C | |
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa | |
D G | |
whoa whoa | |
The Pitch | |
Song a Day #130 | |
First Singing Note: F | |
[verse] | |
F | |
My name is Jonathan | |
Dm | |
I write a song a day | |
F | |
It’s what I’m known for | |
C | |
But I would do it anyway | |
Bb Am | |
I write them cuz I can’t help myself | |
Gm7 | |
I don’t have a choice | |
C | |
I can’t do anything else, oh | |
[verse] | |
If you listen to them every single day | |
You know you’ll never know how or what I’m gonna say | |
Sometimes they’re silly like “Dancing Penguins” | |
Sometimes political like “Hey, Paul Krugman” | |
[verse] | |
Where the hell are you man? | |
Speaking of that song | |
A lot of people liked it | |
I sang it on Maddow | |
I take requests from people on my website | |
They give me song ideas | |
I write, write, write, write, oh | |
F Dm F C | |
Bb Am Gm7 C | |
[B-section] | |
F Bb C F | |
I got to thinking I get all these song requests | |
From folks in every state with feelings that they want to express | |
F Am | |
I could go there, town by town | |
Gm7 C7 | |
To tell the people stories in song | |
F Dm | |
What about something like a weekly show | |
F Am C | |
Where I turn peoples’ thoughts into song wherever I go | |
[C-section] | |
Bb | |
People are struggling | |
C Bb | |
I could sing their songs | |
C Bb | |
I could start out in Berkeley where I live | |
C Bb | |
And I could make my way home | |
[D-Section] | |
F C Bb | |
to Vermont | |
C F | |
That’s where I’m from | |
I’d like to go back there | |
That’s my motivation | |
For reference, I wrote this song in ten minutes | |
It’s my second song today | |
And that’s the truth | |
Roll My Kroalnos Home | |
Song a Day #131 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
Am | |
The world is just a grand illusion | |
D | |
To prepare us for the fusion of | |
Am | |
Existence made of darkest matter | |
Silver keys on golden platters | |
F#m7 | |
Children laughing, teeth that chatter on | |
C C7 | |
Sky is on fire | |
F Fm | |
And I’m set to expire | |
C G F | |
So roll your Kroalnos home | |
G | |
Your Kroalnos | |
C G F | |
Roll my Kroalnos home | |
G | |
My Kroalnos | |
[verse] | |
Doctors sit on platforms waiting | |
While conductors are debating words | |
Are they worthless? Are they useful? | |
Concepts lose what makes them truthful | |
One man shouted with a toothful heart | |
[chorus] | |
Bugs coming out of his pipe | |
And I’m so very right | |
So roll my Kroalnos home | |
My Kroalnos | |
Roll my Kroalnos home | |
My Kroalnos | |
Am | |
Dm | |
G | |
E | |
[verse] | |
Deconstructing holy buildings | |
Holding candles but I’m willing to | |
Break with ??? | |
Thoughts were gotten or devoured | |
By the lonely guard of tower one | |
[chorus] | |
Sky is on fire | |
Come and join the wire | |
And roll my Kroalnos home | |
My Kroalnos | |
Roll my Kroalnos home | |
My Kroalnos home | |
Flying to Vienna Part I | |
Song a Day #132 | |
First Singing Note: C | |
Am E | |
Am G Dm E | |
Am F | |
Dm E | |
I’m flying on a jet plane over the Atlantic to Vienna | |
Trying to explain how not to panic when you hear the call | |
Airport | |
They’re sure | |
They have to time a lot of planes | |
Taking off on time into the air | |
I barely spot it | |
Something on the wing as if in Twilight Zone I am existing | |
Was it my imagination? | |
Could it be sinister? | |
Drink cart | |
Blink dark | |
My eyes come into focus | |
And there’s nothing there | |
Flying to Vienna Part II | |
Song a Day #133 | |
First Singing Note: C | |
Am E | |
Am G Dm E | |
Am F | |
Dm E | |
Drink cart | |
Blink dark | |
My eyes come into focus | |
And there’s nothing there | |
Hobo on the subway | |
Cussing out in German | |
Rain on the cobblestone | |
The wheel on my bag’s broken | |
New Zealand man on the plane | |
I watched Happy Feet | |
The Reader made me cry | |
A lot | |
I barely got any sleep | |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh | |
Game Deals | |
Song a Day #134 | |
First Singing Note: E | |
C | |
The boss is gone | |
F C | |
He left us in charge | |
(Oh no!) | |
G | |
We don’t care | |
C | |
We just want to screw around | |
(Oh yeah!) | |
Clueless moms | |
And smart ass kids | |
And so we remain | |
The coolest game in town | |
C | |
Game Deals | |
C F | |
Game Deals | |
C G C | |
Game De-als | |
Springtime in Vienna | |
Song a Day #135 | |
First Singing Note: F | |
[verse] | |
Db Ab | |
Springtime in Vienna | |
Bbm Ab7 | |
Children scream in German | |
The sun is shining down | |
German birds are chirping | |
And I wonder | |
Could I be anywhere? | |
[chorus] | |
Db Db7 | |
I’m just sitting out in the backyard | |
Gb C°7 | |
And I’m sitting out in the backyard | |
I’m sitting out in the backyard | |
Just sitting out in the backyard | |
[verse] | |
Owoooooo, | |
owooooo | |
Airplanes overhead | |
Flowers all a’blooming | |
It’s cold in the morning and warm in the afternoon | |
And I wonder | |
Could I be anywhere? | |
[chorus x2] | |
I’m just sitting out in the backyard | |
And I’m sitting out in the backyard | |
I’m sitting out in the backyard | |
I’m just sitting out in the backyard | |
I was just sitting out in the backyard | |
Just sitting out in the backyard | |
I was just sitting out in the backyard | |
I’m just sitting out in the backyard | |
Now in the backyard sitting out in the backyard | |
[verse] | |
And I wonder | |
Could I be anywhere? | |
Could this be Ohio? | |
Could this be Oslo? | |
Could this be Los Angeles? | |
Could this be Venice? | |
And I wonder | |
What makes them different | |
[chorus] | |
When you’re just sitting out in the backyard | |
I’m just sitting out in the backyard | |
I’m just sitting out in the backyard | |
You’re just sitting out in the backyard | |
[verse] | |
Springtime in Vienna | |
Children scream in German | |
Sun is shining down | |
And the German birds are chirping | |
Why Do Potatoes Fight? | |
Song a Day #135 | |
First Singing Note: F | |
[verse] | |
F C | |
The first potato said, “I wanna be mashed.” | |
F Gm | |
The second potato said, “No, roasting is the way.” | |
F C | |
The third potato said, “I wanna be French fries!” | |
Am Gm | |
The fourth potato said, “Potato pancakes, okay.” | |
[pre-chorus] | |
F Dm | |
Tell me why can’t potatoes get along? | |
Bb C | |
Why must we always sing the arguing potato song? | |
[chorus x3] | |
F | |
Yes, yes | |
Gm | |
No, no | |
Dm C | |
Arguing potatoes | |
Yes, yes | |
No, no | |
Arguing potatoes | |
Yes, yes | |
No, no | |
Arguing potatoes | |
Yes, yes | |
No, no | |
Arguing potatoes | |
Yeah | |
Old Man Sleeping By The Side of the Road | |
Song a Day #137 | |
First Singing Note: Gb | |
Gb Db7 Ebm Db | |
Old man sleeping by the side of the road | |
Old man sleeping by the side of the road | |
Ten thousand years go by | |
Children stare and cry | |
Old man sleeping by the side of the road | |
Once you start you can never stop x2 | |
You feel like a jerk as you plan your master work | |
Old man sleeping by the side of the road | |
The sound of horses on cobblestone | |
The sound of horses on cobblestone | |
I swear it wasn’t me | |
Cuz the horses numbered three | |
Old man sleeping by the side of the road | |
Old man waking up and calling your name | |
Old man waking up and calling your name | |
He calls but all the same | |
You heard but never came | |
Old man sleeping by the side of the road | |
Old man sleeping by the side of the road | |
There’s a Hole In His Hat | |
Song a Day #138 | |
First Singing Note: E | |
E A E | |
He’s got a hole in his hat x6 | |
B | |
Hole in his hat | |
How you like that? | |
E | |
Hole in his hat | |
How you like that? | |
Hole in his hat | |
How you like that? | |
Hole in his hat | |
How you like that? | |
Hole in his hat | |
How you like that? | |
Hole in his hat | |
Hallelujah! | |
Hole in his hat | |
Hallelujah! | |
Hole in his hat | |
Hallelujah! | |
Hole in his hat | |
Hallelujah! | |
Hole in his hat | |
Hallelujah! | |
Hole in his hat | |
Hallelujah! | |
Hole in his hat | |
Hallelujah! | |
Hole in his hat | |
Hallelujah! | |
Hole in his hat | |
Hallelujah! | |
Hole in his hat | |
Hallelujah! | |
Hole in his hat | |
Hallelujah! | |
Hole in his hat | |
Hallelujah! | |
Hole in his hat | |
Hallelujah! | |
Hole in his hat | |
Hallelujah! | |
Hole in his hat | |
Hallelujah! | |
Hole in his hat | |
Hallelujah! | |
Hole in his hat | |
Hallelujah! | |
Alright, whoa! | |
Whooooo! | |
Who Will Remain? | |
Song a Day #139 | |
First Singing Note: F | |
Intro: | |
F C Dm Gm C7 F | |
[chorus] | |
F Dm F Dm | |
Who will remain when the going gets gone? | |
Gm C7 | |
Who will remain? | |
Gm C7 | |
Who can save your songs? | |
F Dm F Dm | |
Tell me who will remain that still knows how to dance? | |
Gm C7 Gm C7 | |
Who will remain but the ones ??? | |
[verse] | |
F Dm | |
I was just a little boy | |
Gm C7 | |
When I left King Hill Road | |
Dm Bb C7 | |
And I offered to go back there some day | |
It brings more than just a little joy | |
To remember those frogs and toads | |
In my memory their croaking is translated to say | |
[chorus] | |
Who will remain when the going gets gone? | |
Tell me who will remain? | |
Who can save your songs? | |
Oh who will remain who still knows how to dance? | |
Who will remain but the ones ??? | |
[verse] | |
One thousand screaming architects | |
The whole city is on fire | |
Won’t someone come take away their guns? | |
There’s no loyalty that love protects when the riot is your choir | |
No religion that doesn’t melt the need for sun | |
[chorus] | |
Who will remain when the going gets gone? | |
Tell me who will remain? | |
Who can save your songs? | |
Oh who will remain that still knows how to dance? | |
Who will remain but the ones ??? | |
Who will remain? | |
F Dm Bb | |
At the Botanical Garden of the University of Vienna | |
Song a Day #140 | |
First Singing Note: C | |
Ab | |
Sitting by the lily pads | |
Fm | |
Sitting by a pond | |
Ab | |
Wondering what life means | |
Db | |
Wondering what life means | |
Standing near some flowers | |
Dancing near the wall | |
People running by me | |
I hope they do not fall | |
Standing ‘neath the big tree | |
It’s a sequoia | |
I really like it | |
It brings me lots of joy-a | |
Sitting in the circle | |
Smaller circles inside | |
Little kids are running around | |
The strange trip, a strange ride | |
Lily pad with dropflies | |
Pigeons running nearby | |
Tiny scuff on dropflies | |
You can barely see with naked eye | |
Lots of pretty orange flowers | |
Bumblebees flying around | |
I hope I don’t get stung by him | |
I think I’m go smell one now | |
Ouch! | |
Just kidding | |
Sitting by some cacti | |
But it’s not the desert | |
If I were to touch them | |
I would surely get hurt | |
Ouch, | |
ouch, | |
ouch, | |
ouch | |
Frodo Uses the Hobbit ATM | |
Song a Day #141 | |
First Singing Note: D | |
[verse] | |
Dm A | |
When Frodo’s leaving Middle Earth | |
Dm Bb Gm | |
and traveling abroad | |
Dm | |
He has trouble finding an ATM | |
A Dm | |
That’s low enough for a Hobbit | |
But when Frodo comes to the end of town | |
Where the schnitzel flows like brandy wine | |
He has no trouble finding an ATM | |
He just goes to the Hobbit ATM | |
[chorus] | |
F C | |
Oh the Hobbit ATM | |
Perfect size for Hobbits | |
Maybe it was built for them | |
Dm A Dm | |
Nobody knows (nobody knows, nobody knows) | |
[verse] | |
Now if Frodo didn’t call his credit card company | |
to tell them he was going to be traveling | |
They may put a hold on his card | |
Which can threaten to set his travel plans unraveling | |
So Frodo has to go and call Sauron | |
The big evil overlord of credit cards | |
And explain the situation to him | |
And then everything will be fine | |
[chorus] | |
He can go to the Hobbit ATM | |
Oh it’s the perfect size for Hobbits | |
Maybe it was built for them | |
Nobody knows | |
Sing it with me now | |
The Hobbit ATM | |
Not for orcs, dwarves, elves, or ??? | |
Maybe it was built for them (built for them) | |
Nobody knows (nobody knows, nobody knows) | |
A Sleepy German Train Ride | |
Song a Day #142 | |
First Singing Note: Db | |
Gb Ab | |
Just a sleepy ol’ train ride | |
Gb Ab | |
Through Germany’s countryside | |
Db Ab Gb Ab | |
The river rolls on | |
and on and on and on | |
Towns on the opposite shore | |
Db Ab Gb | |
River rolls on some more | |
Ab Bbm Am Bbm | |
Rolls on some more | |
Gb Ab | |
Cuz it’s just a sleepy ol’ train ride | |
Gb Ab | |
Wandering through Germany’s countryside | |
Chaos Computer Club Anthem | |
Song a Day #145 | |
First Singing Note: Ab | |
Ab Gm Fm Gm | |
Drinking mate late into the night | |
We encode a dream of unicorns | |
23 is just a random number | |
We celebrate the day of yore | |
CCC we hang around and do important things | |
With ??? and fairy dust | |
All our servers respond to pain | |
CCC we hang around and do important things | |
With ??? and fairy dust | |
All our servers respond to pain | |
Respond to pain | |
Meditation on Friends in the Key of G | |
Song a Day #146 | |
First Singing Note: | |
Intro: C# | |
[A-section] | |
C#7 F# | |
New friends make me think of old friends | |
C#7 D#m C# | |
Make me think of all friends that I ever had | |
Saying bye to new friends before seeing old friends | |
Make me think of all the friends | |
all the friends that I ever had | |
D#m C# | |
That I ever had | |
[B-section] | |
G#m | |
If you have no friends | |
A#° | |
I feel bad for you | |
B | |
And I have been there | |
C#m | |
Oh, I have been there | |
If you have no friends | |
I feel bad for you | |
We have all been there | |
At one point | |
G# | |
At one point | |
[A-section] | |
New friends make me think of old friends | |
Make me think of all the friends that I ever had | |
Saying bye to new friends before seeing old friends | |
Make me think of all the friends | |
all the friends that I ever had | |
That I’ve ever had | |
[B-section] | |
If you have no friends | |
I feel bad for you | |
But I have been there | |
Oh, I have been there | |
If you have no friends | |
I feel bad for you | |
We have all been there | |
At one point | |
At one point | |
New friends leaving | |
Old friends coming | |
Makes me think of all the friends | |
all the friends that I ever had | |
That I ever had | |
That I ever had | |
Ooooooh | |
If you have no friends | |
I feel bad for you | |
We have all been there | |
I think at one point most of us have been there | |
[coda] | |
C# D#m/F# | |
New friends, new friends, ohhhh x8 | |
Flaming Orb | |
Song a Day #147 | |
First Singing Note: Bb | |
[verse] | |
Bbm F Bbm | |
From the German countryside to LA’s octopus arms | |
Bbm F Bbm | |
We avoid the ones that could decide they want to do us harm | |
F | |
I surrender what’s left of my pride | |
Bbm F | |
The stubbornness remains | |
Bbm | |
That no magic could ever hide | |
F Bbm | |
No floating orb in flame | |
[verse] | |
Tower built on thoughts alone will fall like ADD | |
Like sugar twisted into bone | |
Or a wasps’ colony | |
When space is formed into a cone | |
And time is on ellipse | |
Just pick up your banana phone and give the sky a kiss | |
[verse] | |
And if there’s nothing you need to add, I’ll close the argument | |
Proposition 8 is bad, but it’s not like cement | |
The tide is on our side | |
The best chance we’ve ever had | |
Is upon us now | |
It’s up to us now to see it through the end | |
F Bbm | |
See it through to the end | |
See it through to the end | |
Vodka the Cat | |
Song a Day #148 | |
First Singing Note: C | |
Intro (synth strings): | |
C G B° F x4 | |
[chorus] | |
She was a vampire kitty | |
She did a lot of drugs | |
Her eyes were pretty | |
She gave a lot of hugs | |
Calico fur and a toothy grin | |
I’ll remember her | |
How her head would swim | |
[verse] | |
C B° | |
Vodka, Voddy | |
C F G | |
The redhead will miss you more than anybody | |
Vodka, Voddy | |
The redhead will miss you more than anybody | |
[chorus] | |
She was a vampire kitty | |
She did a lot of drugs | |
Her eyes were pretty | |
She gave a lot of hugs | |
Calico fur and a toothy grin | |
I’ll remember her | |
How her head would swim | |
Terror At Arkham (Arkham Horror-A True Story0 | |
Song a Day #150 | |
First Singing Note: G# | |
Uke Intro: | |
(Sust. D#) | |
G#m F# E F# x2 | |
[verse] | |
G#m F# | |
Went into a portal | |
E F# | |
I wound up in LA | |
I gotta fight a monster | |
Gonna take all day | |
[chorus] | |
G#m F# E F# | |
Terror at Arkham x2 | |
[verse] | |
Dodge the flying Gollum | |
Face the fiendish ghouls | |
Give the dice a wallop | |
And then consult the rules | |
[chorus] | |
Terror at Arkham x2 | |
[Monsters] | |
G# E F# | |
Monsters in the streets, running, running x4 | |
[chorus] | |
Terror at Arkham x2 | |
[verse] | |
Monsters in the ozone | |
Monsters in the outskirts | |
??? fire | |
Combat ??? | |
[chorus] | |
Terror at Arkham x2 | |
[verse] | |
Professor Harvey Walters | |
Psychologist keeps us sane | |
??? | |
Will get another reign | |
[chorus] | |
Terror at Arkham x2 | |
[verse 2] | |
Shatter in the streets, running, running x2 | |
Cthonian, Cthonian, running, running x2 | |
[chorus | |
Terror at Arkham x2 | |
[verse] | |
Ask if we could ??? | |
And then we lost the darkness | |
Two more people lost the search | |
And now we’re all in shock | |
[chorus] | |
Terror in Arkham x2 | |
[coda] | |
G# | |
I wanted to be deputy | |
A#m | |
But Cthulu love to track | |
C# | |
The omen has awakened | |
F# | |
Now there ain’t no turning back | |
Straight up out of stamina | |
??? running low | |
It’s running low! | |
We’ve been cursed | |
We’ve got our sixes six times in a row | |
[chorus] | |
Terror at Arkham x3 | |
[verse] | |
??? consolidation of resources | |
Sacrificing spells | |
Two players left | |
One more roll | |
We send the beast back to hell | |
Scared to die but I yell | |
Terror at Arkham x8 | |
A Letter to the Killer of George Tiller | |
Song a Day #152 | |
First Singing Note: F | |
Intro (guitar): | |
Db Ab Bbm Gbm | |
Db Ab | |
Who made you the judge? | |
Bbm Gbm | |
Who made you the jury? | |
Who made you the executioner? | |
Don’t say God | |
God with his wrath and fury | |
Because he told a lot of people to do some awful things | |
You shot him on the steps of his church | |
You left his wife and family alone | |
A million other paths that you could have chosen | |
But you’re too busy casting stones | |
Did Jesus say, “An eye for an eye”? | |
No he didn’t | |
Jesus said to turn your other cheek | |
Please don’t ask God | |
Cuz God is not the answer | |
There are no answers save the ones we find ourselves | |
The members of his congregation must have heard the shots | |
As you sped away in your blue Ford | |
What led you there to do it on that day? | |
How could anyone ever be so sure? | |
And don’t tell me that you believe in life | |
Not when you carry around a gun | |
The world is full of complicated answers | |
And you reach for the simplest one | |
And you reach for the simplest one | |
The world is full of complicated answers | |
And you reach for the simplest one | |
Bandcamp.com | |
Song a Day #153 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
[verse] | |
F C F C F C | |
Bandcamp represents one giant leap in the right direction | |
Bb | |
Tools for musicians | |
Am C | |
and the fans that love them | |
F C F C | |
Design that’s so clean I’d eat my dinner right off it | |
Bb Am D | |
Options all ??? so as to help maximize profit | |
[chorus] | |
Em D | |
That’s Bandcamp | |
Em Dm | |
Band, band, camp, oh | |
Em D | |
Bandcamp | |
C G C G | |
I said, Bandcamp, Bandcamp | |
C G C G | |
Bandcamp, Bandcamp | |
[verse] | |
So many other websites try to be everything all at once | |
And then they fail to deliver | |
It all comes out a great big mess | |
But if you build a shiny tower full of music and melodic joy | |
Everybody will come running | |
Like Paris to Helen of Troy | |
[chorus] | |
That’s Bandcamp | |
Band, band, camp, oh | |
Bandcamp | |
I said, Bandcamp, Bandcamp | |
Bandcamp, Bandcamp | |
[bridge] | |
Dm | |
Their FAQ is hilarious | |
C | |
The stats page is pure splendor | |
Dm | |
You can view them in the normal way | |
Am | |
Or view them in Defender | |
[verse] | |
Lord knows I write a lot of songs | |
And I need some distribution | |
But every other site that I’ve ever tried | |
Has failed in its execution | |
Now there’s a place where you can go to hear all, all, all of it | |
Thanks to Bandcamp you can download for free | |
Or use your wall-all-allet | |
[chorus x2] | |
That’s Bandcamp | |
Band, band, camp, oh | |
Bandcamp | |
I said, Bandcamp, Bandcamp | |
Bandcamp, Bandcamp | |
Bandcamp | |
Band, Bandcamp, oh | |
Bandcamp | |
I said, Bandcamp, Bandcamp | |
Bandcamp, Bandcamp | |
Bandcamp, Bandcamp | |
Half Drunk Mugs of Tea | |
Song a Day #154 | |
First Singing Note: E | |
[verse x4] | |
A | |
I’m driving around LA | |
F#m | |
Looking to exchange some currency | |
E | |
My life seems to be filled these days | |
E7 D | |
With half drunk mugs of tea | |
If I was a soldier or a prophet | |
Maybe there’d be more of a spring in my strut | |
That I can’t finish one lousy mug | |
Says something about me but I’m not sure what | |
No matter how late I get to bed | |
I am awake by 8 AM | |
I spend the day so tired | |
I can barely even remember who it is I am | |
But that is misleading | |
Like an overcast morning in LA | |
I don’t know who I am | |
E7 D A | |
Most of the time anyway | |
[chorus] | |
D | |
When I was 16 | |
A | |
I cut off all my hair | |
D | |
When I was 17 | |
A | |
I went to Jerusalem | |
D | |
Was that 10 years ago? | |
A | |
Well now I guess it was | |
E | |
I guess it was | |
[verse x2] | |
I spend more time in a car here in a week | |
Than I do in a month back in the Bay | |
I hope Obama’s serious about light rails | |
And they get started right away | |
And all the factories that are closing | |
Could get converted into new technology | |
But I’m about as hopeful about that | |
As I am that I’ll finish one lousy mug of tea | |
[chorus] | |
When I was 16 | |
I cut off all my hair | |
When I was 17 | |
I went to Jerusalem | |
Was that 10 years ago? | |
Well now I guess it was | |
I guess it was | |
A | |
I guess it was | |
Saved By the Bell Again | |
Song a Day #155 | |
First Singing Note: G | |
[verse] | |
C F | |
Kelly Kapowski was an early crush | |
A G | |
I learned a lot from Zach | |
AC Slater showed me how to be tough | |
And Screech always made me laugh | |
[bridge] | |
F C | |
It’s been a while since I’ve seen the gang | |
Dm C | |
And I don’t know that I’d still feel the same | |
F | |
We were young then | |
C | |
We were out of control | |
G | |
But boy I’d love to hear that bell toll | |
[chorus] | |
C F | |
I wanna be Saved by the Bell again | |
A G | |
Like it was 1991 | |
Saved by the Bell again on | |
Late Night with Jimmy Fallon | |
[verse] | |
When Jessie got addicted to caffeine pills | |
I could relate to that | |
And I miss Mr. Belding | |
He always meant well | |
And I miss Lisa’s hats | |
[bridge] | |
I guess we’ve all moved on now | |
We’ve got different lives | |
New projects and sex tapes and babies and wives | |
But I want a reunion so I’m singing this song | |
If you want one too just sing along! | |
[chorus] | |
If you want to be Saved by the Bell again | |
Like it was 1991 | |
Saved by the Bell again on Late Night with Jimmy Fallon | |
Saved by the Bell again | |
Like it was 1991 | |
Saved by the Bell again on Late Night with Jimmy Fallon | |
Oh, Saved by the Bell | |
Don’t Throw Your Shoes At Me | |
Song a Day #156 | |
First Singing Note: Bb | |
Intro (piano): | |
Gb Ab Cb Gb x2 | |
Gb Abm | |
Boyfriend, I love you | |
Cb Gb | |
Don’t throw my shoe at me | |
When you do all these things you do | |
You make me so angry | |
I love you with all of my heart | |
But when you do these things you make it hard | |
I say hard to love you | |
Hard to live | |
Hard to make it work | |
Don’t throw my shoe at me | |
Don’t throw my shoe at me | |
Don’t throw my shoe at me x2 | |
Boyfriend, I love you | |
But please don’t throw my shoe at me | |
But then you do all these things you do | |
Why can’t you see? | |
You throw your heart | |
You throw your soul | |
You throw our love on the floor | |
We make it work every single day | |
So don’t do that anymore | |
Don’t throw my shoe at me x6 | |
Baby, don’t throw it x2 | |
Don’t throw your shoe at me | |
Baby, don’t throw it x2 | |
Don’t throw your shoe at me | |
Don’t throw your shoe x3 | |
Don’t throw my shoe at me | |
Don’t throw my shoe at me x6 | |
This Here Is a Subscribe Drive | |
Song a Day #157 | |
First Singing Note: C | |
Intro (ad lib over announcement): | |
G F | |
[A-section] | |
F | |
This is a subscribe drive, | |
G | |
This is a subscribe drive x2 | |
[verse] | |
C G | |
If you watch my videos every single day | |
F G | |
And you enjoy them | |
Please help me to spread the word | |
About what I’m doing | |
A G | |
Find one other person | |
F | |
Just one other person | |
F G | |
And show them your favorite song | |
[chorus] | |
C G F | |
And get them to subscribe | |
In whatever way they want | |
Youtube, Facebook, Twitter | |
F C | |
Email, or Tumblr | |
[verse] | |
I appreciate all of you | |
Who watch me do my thing | |
And I love it when I hear from you | |
Through comments and rating | |
Find one person | |
Just one other person | |
And tell them why you watch | |
[chorus] | |
Maybe you come for the songs | |
Or maybe it’s the crazy antics | |
Maybe you don’t even know why you watch | |
That’s okay | |
F G C | |
Just get them to watch too | |
[A-section] | |
Cuz this is a subscribe drive | |
This is a subscribe drive x8 | |
Drive, drive, drive | |
Helen Mae (Whiskey the Cat and Other Songs) | |
Song a Day #158 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
D | |
Helen Mae, Helen Mae | |
That’s her name | |
Helen Mae | |
G A D | |
We’re here cuz your cat needs surgery | |
D | |
Helen Mae, Helen Mae | |
G D | |
Helen Mae, Helen Mae | |
A D | |
Helen Mae, Helen Mae, Helen Mae X5 | |
D | |
Ivory’s gonna go get her | |
D | |
Ivory King, Ivory King | |
G D | |
Ivory King, Ivory King | |
D A D | |
Ivory King, Ivory King, Ivory King | |
[verse] | |
D | |
Frisky cat, naw fuck that | |
A | |
You’re whiskey cat | |
B | |
In fact you’re a big bad ass | |
D | |
You’re a huge mother fucking bad ass | |
And as a matter of fact | |
I think that we all oughta tip our hats | |
To the catty, kitty cat known as the whiskey cat | |
Known as the whiskey cat | |
[chorus] | |
G D | |
Whiskey, you love me | |
A D | |
And you know that I love you too | |
Whiskey, please let this song be | |
The song that gets you through | |
Whiskey, her name, the cat’s name is whiskey | |
It’s a boy! | |
His name is Whiskey, his femur has dislocated from his hip | |
He’s got some mighty large balls | |
Huge, huge, huge balls | |
And that makes Whiskey a real badass motherfucking cat | |
Oh yeah | |
Living Your Life | |
Song a Day #159 | |
First Singing Note: D | |
[chorus] | |
D C G | |
Living your life today | |
A D | |
Living your life today | |
Living your life today | |
Living your life today | |
D B | |
Living your life today | |
A D | |
Nobody can stop you | |
Living your life today | |
Why would anybody want to? | |
[verse] | |
F#m Bm | |
There are a million different ways that you can make it through | |
A G | |
Cornucopia of ways that make you feel okay | |
If there’s something about today that make you feel like rain | |
The sun is out your shadow’ll ask if you want to play | |
[chorus] | |
Living your life today x4 | |
Living your life today | |
In the shadow of a sunset | |
Living your life today | |
I know the future isn’t here yet | |
[verse] | |
There are a million different ways that you can make it through | |
Cornucopia of ways that make you feel okay | |
Something about today that make you feel like rain | |
The sun is out your shadow’ll ask if you want to play | |
[coda] | |
Em | |
If you wanna play | |
A7 | |
Wanna play | |
D A7 D | |
Oh play | |
You wanna play? X2 | |
D | |
You wanna play | |
Beautiful Way to Live | |
Song a Day #160 | |
First Singing Note: C# | |
Intro (guitar): | |
E A | |
[verse] | |
A | |
I know I’m a little bit broken | |
A7 | |
Just a little bit hard to tame | |
D | |
But even will all of my ups and downs | |
A | |
You keep loving me just the same | |
[chorus] | |
E | |
I watch you smile | |
I see you forgive | |
F# | |
And I know that’s a beautiful way to live | |
D E A | |
That’s a beautiful way to live | |
[verse] | |
You know I’ll never be perfect | |
I’ll never win every prize | |
But when life isn’t fair | |
It’s still right there | |
Where? In this kindness in your eyes | |
[chorus] | |
I watch you smile | |
I see you forgive | |
And I know that’s a beautiful way to live | |
That’s a beautiful way to live | |
[verse] | |
Struggle’s been my middle name | |
I got troubles that’ll never cease | |
But I wanna know | |
I just wanna know | |
Where you go to find your peace | |
[chorus x2] | |
I watch you smile | |
I see you forgive | |
And I know that’s a beautiful way to live | |
Teach me how, teach me how to forgive | |
I know that’s a beautiful way to live | |
That’s a beautiful way to live | |
Teach me how, teach me how to forgive | |
I know that’s a beautiful way to live | |
It’s a beautiful way | |
It’s a beautiful way | |
Oh it’s a beautiful way to live | |
(I Wanna Go) Where the Wild Things Are | |
Song a Day #161 | |
First Singing Note: D | |
[chorus] | |
G Bm C D | |
I wanna go where the wild things are | |
I wanna sail far, far away | |
I wanna go where the wild things are and play | |
Play, play, play, play | |
[verse] | |
G Am | |
I’m king of the monsters | |
G Am D | |
I stare into their yellow eyes | |
G Em D | |
It’s my magic trick | |
G Am | |
I’m the wildest thing of all | |
C | |
I say, “Jump!” | |
G | |
They say, “How high?” | |
G Am D | |
I wave my magic stick | |
[pre-chorus] | |
Em | |
And let the wild rumpus start | |
G | |
Dance with feeling, Dance with heart | |
E | |
Do what I say | |
C D | |
Or else you won’t get any dinner tonight | |
[chorus] | |
I wanna go where the wild things are | |
I wanna sail far, far away | |
I wanna go where the wild things are and play | |
Play, play, play, play | |
[verse] | |
I’m king of the monsters | |
I love them and they love me back | |
But a monster’s love just ain’t the same | |
No | |
They’re such loyal subjects | |
But I’m not sure that I belong | |
Maybe I should go back to from where I came | |
[pre-chorus] | |
The monsters cried, “Please don’t go!” | |
“We’ll eat you up and we love you so!” | |
But I sailed away | |
And as I sailed, said, “No!” | |
And found my way back home | |
[verse] | |
I’ve been to where the wild things are | |
I have sailed far, far away | |
I have been to where the wild things are | |
And I have played, played, played, played | |
I’ve played, played, played | |
I’ve played | |
Freakonomics | |
Song a Day #162 | |
First Singing Note: F | |
[intro] | |
F Bb C | |
F Bb C | |
[chorus] | |
Dm F | |
Bb F | |
Dm F | |
Bb C | |
[verse] | |
F Bb | |
Which is more dangerous: | |
Dm C | |
A gun or a swimming pool? | |
F Bb Dm C | |
How often do teachers cheat at school? | |
[chorus] | |
That’s not economics | |
That’s freakonomics | |
That’s not economics | |
It’s freako-freako-freakonomics | |
[verse] | |
Why do drug dealers all live with their moms? | |
How is the rate of violent crimes | |
Affected by the legalization of abortion? | |
[chorus] | |
That’s not economics | |
That’s freakonomics | |
That’s not economics | |
It’s freako-freako-freakonomics | |
Freako-freako-freakonomics x12 | |
What? (What? What?...) | |
You’re All Right, Isaac Newton | |
Song a Day #163 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
[chorus] | |
F G | |
Isaac Newton was a total badass | |
C Am | |
He invented calculus | |
F G | |
Principia Mathematica | |
C Am | |
He got totally erratic-a | |
F G | |
He wrote Opticks: a theory of light | |
C Am G F | |
Isaac Newton, man you’re all right with me | |
G C | |
I said you’re all right with me | |
[verse] | |
C G | |
Isaac Newton lived for 84 years | |
Bb F | |
That a really long time for way back then | |
Am G | |
Maybe he was an alien | |
C G | |
He never slept and he never ate | |
Bb F | |
He never took boys or girls on dates | |
Am G | |
He did logarithmic functions for fun | |
[chorus] | |
Cuz Isaac Newton was a total badass | |
He invented calculus | |
Principia Mathematica | |
He got totally erratic-a | |
He wrote Opticks: a theory of light | |
Isaac Newton, man you’re all right with me | |
I said you’re all right with me | |
[verse] | |
He was into alchemy | |
He was into the occult | |
Maybe he was an alien | |
But he didn’t know it | |
But he didn’t know it | |
Isaac Newton thought the world would end | |
in the year 2016 | |
Just to show he didn’t know anything | |
Everyone knows that 2012 is the year | |
Isaac Newton was friends with John Locke | |
Not the guy from Lost | |
But the famous philosopher | |
Isaac asserted that Christ wasn’t God | |
He drank a lot of mercury | |
He was knighted by the queen | |
He even had an arch nemesis | |
His name was Robert Hook | |
They were enemies until the day he died | |
[chorus] | |
Cuz Isaac Newton was a total badass | |
He invented calculus | |
Principia Mathematica | |
He got totally erratic-a | |
He wrote Opticks: a theory of light | |
Isaac Newton, man you’re all right with me | |
I said you’re all right with me | |
I said you’re all right with me, Isaac Newton | |
Oh, I said you’re all right with me | |
Joy and Freedom | |
Song a Day #164 | |
First Singing Note: | |
F C7 | |
F Bb F C7 x2 | |
[verse] | |
F | |
You can walk around deaf with your head in the sand | |
Like an ostrich posing | |
C7 | |
For the grand foreclosing | |
F | |
Or come to me and ask for a hand | |
And I’ll provide it | |
C7 | |
No one’s outside it | |
F | |
And you won’t find a soul more qualified | |
A heart more undenied | |
C7 | |
Than one that beats in me | |
[chorus] | |
F | |
And standing there | |
Bb | |
in just your underwear | |
F | |
You look like heaven to me | |
Bb C7 | |
You look like joy and freedom | |
F Bb C7 F | |
[verse] | |
You whisper softly to the wind | |
Our hopes and wishes | |
All the birds and glitches | |
But if you’re looking for a real friend | |
Just look, you found him | |
And then you surround him | |
[chorus] | |
And you won’t find a soul more qualified | |
A heart more undenied | |
Than one that beats in me | |
And standing there in just your underwear | |
You look like heaven to me | |
You look like joy and freedom | |
F Bb C7 F | |
[chorus] | |
You won’t find a soul more qualified | |
A heart more undenied | |
Than one that beats in me | |
And standing there in just your underwear | |
You look like heaven to me | |
You look like joy and freedom | |
Dinner Party Cooking Time | |
Song a Day #165 | |
First Singing Note: F# | |
[A section] | |
D | |
We’ve been cooking all day | |
Been cooking all day | |
Been cooking all day | |
We’ve been cooking all day | |
Been cooking all day | |
Been cooking all day | |
[B section] | |
Bm | |
Monstrous risotto | |
A | |
Asparagus soup | |
Bm | |
Brussely Brussels spouts | |
G A | |
And ??? too | |
Monstrous risotto | |
Asparagus soup | |
Brussel spouts | |
And ??? too | |
[bridge] | |
A7 | |
And a Pikachu cake | |
And a Pikachu cake | |
[A section] | |
We’ve been cooking all day | |
Been cooking all day | |
Been cooking all day | |
We’ve been cooking all day | |
Been cooking all day | |
Been cooking all day | |
I Will Follow You | |
Song a Day #166 | |
First Singing Note: E | |
C G F G x2 | |
[A-section] | |
C G F G | |
Hey, I will follow you, follow you x4 | |
C G Am | |
I will follow you now | |
[B-section] | |
Am G F G7 x2 | |
[A-section] | |
Hey, I will follow you, follow you x4 | |
(Do what you gotta do) | |
I will follow you now | |
(Do what you gotta do) | |
Happy Graduation, Matthias Jamison-Koenig | |
Song a Day #167 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
[verse] | |
F | |
Matthias Koenig, use your power tools | |
Bb Gm C F | |
To find the Higgs boson and prove that physics’ rules are true | |
F Bb | |
Edie and Peter and Ted and Will and the rest of your family | |
Gm C | |
Know that no matter what you do you’ll always try your best and so | |
[chorus] | |
F | |
Happy graduation | |
Happy graduation | |
Bb | |
Happy graduation | |
Gm C | |
Happy graduation | |
[verse] | |
Matthias Koenig, use your fencing foil | |
To forget those stupid grad school | |
Make music and destroy all evil | |
It’s clear that you can do whatever you want to do | |
The world is your playground and is wide open to you, so | |
[chorus] | |
Happy graduation x4 | |
Now it’s time for a metal breakdown! | |
F/Fm F° E° D° | |
Happy graduation x4 | |
Yeah! | |
Upon Iran’s Stolen Election | |
Song a Day #168 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
[verse] | |
F C F | |
It’s the same old story | |
Bb F | |
An election has been stolen | |
Gm C | |
You’ve been cheated and you’re angry | |
Bb F | |
What are you gonna do? | |
Well don’t do it like we did it | |
We laid down and let them take it | |
We let them crush our will and break it | |
And we got eight years of the worst | |
[bridge] | |
Bb | |
Don’t let up even for a second | |
F | |
Or before you know it they’ll win | |
You have the chance we never had | |
To take your country back again | |
[chorus] | |
Bb | |
So keep fighting | |
F | |
Keep singing | |
Bb | |
Keep marching | |
F C | |
Keep fighting | |
[verse] | |
We woke up one morning | |
and our fate had been decided | |
Not by some democratic process | |
But by bullies, wimps, and sissies | |
But you, you’ve got this passion | |
And while your situation I don’t envy | |
You risk your lives so the truth can be | |
revealed once and for all | |
[bridge] | |
Don’t let up even for a second | |
Or before you know it they’ll win | |
You have the chance we never had | |
To take your country back again | |
[chorus] | |
So keep fighting | |
Keep singing | |
Keep marching | |
And keep fighting | |
I Quit! | |
Song a Day #169 | |
First Singing Note: G | |
[chorus] | |
C | |
I quit! | |
Bb F | |
Yes, you heard me | |
C | |
I quit! | |
C Bb F | |
I quit ‘cause you don’t respect me | |
C Bb F | |
And your apathy towards me affects me | |
[verse A] | |
Dm | |
In a negative way | |
A | |
You always ruin my day | |
Dm | |
And I deserve better pay | |
G | |
So I’m quite happy to say | |
[chorus] | |
That I quit! | |
Yeah, so long | |
I quit! | |
[verse B] | |
Bb F | |
You never made my duties clear | |
You run this office on anger and fear | |
And you’re so phony and insincere | |
F C | |
So I’m finding a new career | |
Bb F | |
Far away from here! | |
[chorus] | |
I quit! | |
So long, see you later! | |
I quit! | |
Sayonara | |
[Verse C] | |
F | |
This is the part of the song | |
C | |
where most folks would say, “Fuck you!” | |
Dm | |
But I don’t like to swear, | |
C | |
so I’ll just say, “Too doo loo!” | |
This is the part of the song where most folks would say, “Fuck you!” | |
But I don’t like to swear, so I’ll just say, “Fuck you!” | |
This is the part of the song where most folks would say, “Fuck you!” | |
But I don’t like to swear, so I’ll just say, “Too doo loo!” | |
This is the part of the song where most folks would say, “Fuck you!” | |
But, ah what the hell, so I’ll just say, “Fuck you!” | |
[chorus chords only] | |
I quit! | |
Vegetables | |
Song a Day #170 | |
First Singing Note: E | |
C G C | |
Vegetables | |
C F | |
Vegetables, oh vegetables | |
G C | |
Vegetables, oh vegetables x2 | |
C F G F | |
Kale, broccoli, spinach, turnips, brussel sprouts and bok choy | |
C F G F | |
Lettuce, beets, asparagus, garlic and leeks, I’m a happy boy | |
Carrots and radish | |
Potatoes and yam | |
Tomatoes, squash, avocado, yum! | |
Celery, pumpkin, daikon, zucchini, artichoke and chrysanthemum | |
Vegetables are good for you | |
And your fear is so misplaced | |
You’ve been brainwashed into thinking | |
That you won’t like the taste | |
Vegetables, oh vegetables x3 | |
Oh vegetables, oh vegetables | |
Some people think that vegetables are gross | |
But those people don’t know | |
Vegetables are the best | |
Vegetables are the most | |
wonderful thing in the world and so | |
You should eat more vegetables | |
And your fear is so misplaced | |
You’ve been brainwashed into thinking | |
That you won’t like the taste | |
Vegetables x8 | |
Yeah! | |
The Day That Kangaroos Didn’t Hop | |
Song a Day #171 | |
First Singing Note: D | |
G C G | |
On the day kangaroos didn’t hop | |
G C G | |
All the cheese in the whole world melted | |
Am | |
Every cloud looked like a dragon | |
Em | |
Every heart was sad and sagging | |
Am7 D | |
And the rain didn’t know how to stop | |
On the day kangaroos didn’t hop | |
There was no more mysteries to be solved | |
Each honeybee took a mistress called rosehips and hibiscus | |
And the farmers’ tears couldn’t save their crops | |
On the day kangaroos didn’t hop | |
The government outlawed dancing | |
On a lonely dusty hill | |
There was Jack and there was Jill | |
And they came close but never reached the top | |
On the day kangaroos didn’t hop | |
I threw all my clothes out the window | |
I joined the county fair | |
Started growing out my hair | |
Til it looked just like Cinderella’s mop | |
On the day | |
kangaroos | |
didn’t hop | |
It Isn’t What You Think It Is | |
Song a Day #172 | |
First Singing Note: C | |
Intro: | |
C F G C | |
Am F G C | |
[verse] | |
C F G | |
Words fall down and I catch them falling | |
C F G C | |
Teach me to fish and I’ll never come calling again | |
(Instrumental) | |
Life is gone but laws remain | |
And I will pray that you ride a stain away | |
(Instrumental) | |
[chorus] | |
C Am | |
It’s not what you think it is | |
F G | |
It isn’t what you think it is x2 | |
[verse] | |
Hold it up in better lighting | |
And you’ll see there’s no truth fighting for | |
(Instrumental) | |
[chorus] | |
Cuz this isn’t what you think it is | |
This isn’t what you think it is x2 | |
Song a Day #173 | |
We Don’t Change | |
First Singing Note: F | |
F Bb | |
F Bb C F | |
[verse] | |
F Bb | |
I was turning forty yesterday and I was turning twenty F | |
I was turning ten | |
Bb C and then I thought of how I think it's funny | |
[chorus] | |
Bb | |
we don't change | |
Bb and i don't change | |
Bb F C and we don't change at all | |
the pictures painted and it looks the same and that's not strange at all | |
[verse] i was turning towards the fire on a cloudy day december I was turning round the thought that you may not be gone | |
[chorus] | |
we don't change and i don't change and we don't change at all | |
the pictures painted and it looks the same and that's not strange at all | |
F Bb | |
F Bb C F | |
[verse] I was turning cars around and following the sun to sunday when the colors of the windy morning took me of another way | |
[chorus] | |
we don't change and i don't change and we don't change at all | |
the pictures painted and it looks the same and that's not strange at all | |
Words Stuck | |
Song A Day #180 | |
First singing note: D | |
[intro] | |
Bb | |
Eb | |
x2 | |
[verse] | |
Bb | |
wandering down a road | |
Eb I’ve been down it before | |
Bb Eb wonder which way i'll go | |
Bb that signpost is familiar | |
Eb i know these trees and smells | |
Bb Eb and words stuck in my throat | |
[chorus] | |
Cm don't misunderstand me | |
F some things don’t have a name | |
Bb Eb it's a thought or a feeling | |
[verse] | |
Bb going nowhere | |
Eb got no companion | |
Bb Eb but i am not alone | |
Bb i smell lilacs | |
Eb I hear the wind call | |
Bb Eb words stuck in my throat | |
[chorus] | |
Cm don't misunderstand me | |
F some things don’t have a name | |
Bb Eb it's a thought or a feeling | |
Gm F | |
it's the world breathing | |
Gm F it's the burden of living leaving | |
[verse] | |
Bb i had a raincoat | |
Eb but now i've lost it | |
Bb Eb now i have no coat | |
Bb but if it rains | |
Eb i have words protect me | |
Bb Eb words stuck in my throat | |
[chorus] | |
Cm don't misunderstand me | |
F some things don’t have a name | |
Bb Eb it's a thought or a feeling | |
Gm F | |
it's the world breathing | |
Bb | |
Eb | |
Bb | |
[verse] | |
Bb | |
wandering down a road | |
Eb I’ve been down it before | |
Bb Eb wonder which way i'll go | |
Which way am I going? (Down, Down, Down) | |
Song A Day #181 | |
First singing note: Bb | |
[verse] | |
F# Bb | |
Down, down, down | |
Ebm B | |
That’s where I’m going to | |
F# C# B | |
I’m gonna call your name | |
F# Bb | |
Down, down, down | |
Ebm B | |
And you will follow me | |
F# C# B | |
Back to from where we came | |
F# C# F# | |
Back to from where we came | |
[pre-chorus] | |
B F# | |
It’s the only direction | |
Ebm Db | |
That I’d like to go | |
B F# | |
I don’t need your protection | |
Ebm Db | |
But I’d like your company and soul | |
[bridge] | |
B Ebm | |
All that I ask is that you bring a flask | |
Bb Ebm | |
And fill it with your golden tears | |
B | |
And when there are monsters | |
Ebm | |
You say them some kind words | |
Bb Ebm | |
That have no meaning anywhere but here | |
B Db | |
Because we’re on fire | |
Bb Ab/Bb Ebm | |
And nobody can put us out | |
B | |
Not the rain | |
Db | |
Not the showers | |
F# Bb | |
Unless we go down | |
[verse] | |
F# Bb | |
Down, down, down | |
Ebm B | |
That’s where I’m going to | |
F# C# B | |
I’m gonna call your name | |
F# Bb | |
Down, down, down | |
Ebm B | |
And you will follow me | |
F# C# B | |
Back to from where we came | |
F# C# F# | |
Back to from where we came | |
A bit of advice. (Take medium steps) | |
Song A Day #182 | |
First Singing Note: Bb | |
[verse] | |
F# Bbm Ddim B | |
Big steps will only crush you | |
F# Bbm Ddim B | |
Small steps will never get you anywhere | |
F# Bbm Ddim B | |
Big steps means no one will touch you | |
F# Bbm Ddim B | |
Small steps learn to breathe underwater | |
F# Bbm Ddim B | |
Big steps the sky will open up | |
F# Bbm Ddim B | |
Small steps and the ground will suck you in | |
F# Bbm Ddim B | |
Big steps, you’ll end up soaking in a tub | |
F# Bbm Ddim B | |
Small steps, you’ll end up flying like a pterodactyl | |
[outro] | |
Ebm Db Ebm Db Ebm Db B | |
Take medium steps, take medium steps, take medium steps ohhh | |
Ebm Db Ebm Db Ebm Db B | |
Take medium steps, take medium steps, take medium steps ohhh | |
We’ll All be Fools! | |
Song A Day #183 | |
First Singing Note: G | |
Cm C# G# | |
x2 | |
Cm C# | |
I just wanna keep goin | |
G# | |
Keep doin what I do | |
Cm C# | |
And it wouldn’t always be so easy | |
G# | |
If I didn’t have you | |
Bbm Ab | |
I don’t feel like a fool | |
C# Fm | |
Not when I have you | |
Bbm Ab | |
I don’t feel like a fool | |
C# Eb | |
Not when I have you | |
And it isn’t always easy | |
Doin this every day | |
If I ever stopped enjoying it | |
I guess I’d be on my way | |
If I ever felt like a fool | |
I guess I’d have to stop | |
I know sometimes I’m uncool | |
But uncool is where it’s at | |
So as long as you keep watchin | |
Even when I suck | |
I’ll keep writing these songs | |
And with any luck | |
We’ll all be fools | |
Together in the end | |
We’ll all be fools | |
And we’ll be friends | |
friends | |
Steve Rouse Song | |
Song a Day #184 | |
First Singing Note: D | |
Dm Bb A | |
Steve Rouse, he’s the fill in host for WBAL | |
Dm Bb A | |
In the mornings, but he’d rather on the farm | |
(on the farm!) | |
Dm Bb A | |
I said he’d rather be on the farm | |
Steve Rouse, he really knows how to enjoy himself | |
But early mornings cause anxiety for the former morning man | |
Anxiety for the former morning man | |
Bb A Dm | |
Cause he’d rather be with chickens, rather be with pigs and dirt | |
Bb A Dm | |
He complains of being taken away from his relaxed life of chickens, pigs and dirt | |
F B | |
Last time he was the guest host, they did the Mentos/soda test-os | |
C F | |
Which seemed rather odd, because radio is not a visual medium | |
F B | |
Last time he was the guest host, they tested a bunch of free food | |
C F | |
And they had a lot of fun, they had a lot of fun | |
Bb A Dm | |
But now he’d rather be with chickens, rather be with pigs and dirt | |
Bb A Dm | |
He complains of being taken away from his relaxed life of chickens, pigs and dirt | |
Steve Rouse, former morning man | |
Steve Rouse, farmer of the land | |
Steve Rouse, former morning man | |
Steve Rouse, farmer of the land, | |
Steve Rouse | |
The Book of the New Sun | |
Song a Day # 185 | |
First Singing note: Ab | |
C# | |
Ab | |
F# | |
C# | |
x2 | |
C# Ab | |
I knew a girl who didn’t want to be brought back to life | |
F# C# | |
She died, she died | |
I knew a man that was bigger than a building | |
Fell off a cliff, he died | |
I was afraid of falling off of the world | |
Falling off of this mountain and into the stars | |
I knew a girl who didn’t want to be brought back to life | |
But I brought her back anyway | |
She could go with me | |
Ab F# C# | |
Sooner or later you’re gonna have to pay or make a deal with the devil even as you’re goin straight up to, the stars | |
Sooner or later you’re gonna have to pay or make a deal with the devil even as you’re goin straight up to, the stars | |
I knew a girl who wanted to see me dead | |
I let her live, I let her live | |
I knew a man who was mostly a machine | |
He was my best friend, my only friend | |
I was afraid that I wouldn’t make the right choice | |
Though I didn’t know it, at the time | |
I knew a man who wasn’t a man at all | |
He was made of clay, he was made of earth | |
Sooner or later you’re gonna have to pay or make a deal with the devil even as you’re goin straight up to, the stars | |
Sooner or later you’re gonna have to pay or make a deal with the devil as you’re goin straight up to, the stars | |
I knew a girl who was trapped in a little cell, and I loved her, I loved her | |
I knew a man who wanted to become the king, | |
I helped him once, now he’s dead | |
Sooner or later you’re gonna have to pay or make a deal with the devil even as you’re goin straight up to, the stars | |
Sooner or later you’re gonna have to pay or make a deal with the devil as | |
you’re goin straight up to, the stars | |
I’ve been trying to sneeze for 24 hours, Oh | |
Song a Day #186 | |
First singing note: C# | |
F# | |
B | |
x2 | |
F# B F# B | |
I’ve been trying to sneeze for 24 hours, Oh | |
I’ve been trying to sneeze for 24 hours, Oh | |
C# | |
I’ve tried staring at the sun | |
Ebm | |
I’ve tried tickling my nose | |
C# | |
Even snorted pepper | |
B C# | |
That one’s really gold | |
I’ve been trying to sneeze for 24 hours, Oh | |
I’ve been trying to sneeze for 24 hours | |
I’ve been trying to sneeze for 24 hours | |
I’ve been trying to sneeze for 24 hours, oh | |
But I can’t | |
Palin's Speech in Song | |
Song a Day #187 | |
First singing note: G | |
C Dm | |
Let me go back to a comfortable analogy for me: | |
Em Dm | |
Sports, oh yeah basketball | |
C Dm | |
I use it because you’re naïve if you don’t see | |
Dm Em | |
The national full court press that’s picking away right now… | |
A good point guard | |
G | |
DRIVES | |
Through a full court press | |
Am | |
Protecting the ball | |
Keeping her eye on the basket | |
C | |
She knows exactly when to pass the ball | |
G | |
So the team can win! | |
C | |
And I’m doing that! Keeping our eye on the ball | |
Am | |
That represents sound priorities | |
G | |
Smaller government | |
Energy independence | |
F | |
And national security | |
C | |
And freedom! | |
And I know when it’s time to pass the ball | |
For victory | |
I have given my reasons candidly and truthfully | |
I don’t want to disappoint anyone with my decision | |
All I ask is you trust me with this decision | |
But it’s no more “politics as usual”. | |
Some Alaskans don’t mind wasting public dollars and state time | |
But I do…. | |
I cannot stand here as your governor | |
and allow millions of our dollars to go to waste | |
Just so I can hold the title of governor | |
And my children wont allow it either | |
Finally polling the most important people in my life | |
My children… | |
Where the count was unanimous | |
Well, In response to asking: | |
“Want me to make a positive difference, and fight for all children’s futures from outside the governor’s office?” | |
it was four yeses and one HELL YEAH | |
The HELL YEAH sealed it | |
And someday I think I’ll talk about it | |
The details of that… | |
I think much of it had to do with the kids | |
Seeing their baby brother Trig | |
Mocked by some pretty mean spirited adults recently. | |
Um, by the way sure wish folks would ever, ever understand | |
That we could all learn so much from someone like Trig | |
(And that’s why I’m resigning) | |
If Your Love Is On Fire | |
Song A Day #188 | |
First singing note: B | |
Em G | |
If my love is on fire | |
D C | |
Better go back home | |
If my love is on fire | |
Better go back home | |
If my love is on fire | |
Better go back home | |
If my love is on fire | |
Better go back home | |
Once in now I need | |
Let it go, let it bleed | |
Let the tension flow like an organ grinder | |
Two together, one apart | |
Messing with the strings are | |
Burning on the purple mass divides that bind her | |
Em | |
No man’s smart enough these days, | |
B | |
Smart enough to know | |
If my love is on fire | |
Better go back home | |
If my love is on fire | |
Better go back home | |
If your love is on fire | |
Better go back home | |
If my love is on fire | |
Better go back home | |
Colors and Light | |
Song of the Day #189 | |
First Singing Note: D | |
D | |
Every time I open doors, all I see are colors and light | |
Rain falls in fits and spurts but I’m not getting cursed in eye | |
People try and tell me it’s a calling, it’s a cold day in hell | |
I think they’re only messing with me but you know I just can’t tell | |
G D | |
If you’re coming stateside, holler at me and let me know | |
A G D | |
There’s only so much I can take ‘fore I forsake you and let you go | |
D | |
Oooooooo… | |
G D | |
If you’re coming stateside, holler at me and let me know | |
A G D | |
There’s only so much I can take ‘fore I forsake you and let you go | |
D | |
Oooooooo…. | |
Hunchback With A Dirty Mind | |
Song a Day #190 | |
First Singing Note: D | |
Intro: | |
Dm | |
C | |
Dm | |
C | |
Gm | |
There’s a strange feeling in the air | |
F | |
Hanging on the grain sold | |
Bb | |
If you don’t learn how to play | |
C | |
It’s not your fault | |
Master, master come and see | |
See how they stare at me | |
They give me food, of which I’m fond | |
They clips up beyond | |
Gm Dm | |
Cus I’m a hunchback with a dirty mind | |
C Bb | |
What will I find in your | |
No neon kind | |
There’s no seamstress to adore | |
It’s a funny thing | |
The more that you resist | |
The more I hear you sing | |
A | |
The more I really must insist | |
You’re coming with me | |
Dm | |
Am | |
C | |
Gm | |
Broken bottles, cardboard box | |
F | |
Deadbolts and padded locks | |
Bb | |
Empty bowls that once were filled, | |
C | |
The dead cat that I killed | |
Hair and mold and grit and grime | |
A single beam of sunshine | |
What’s mine is yours, and yours is mine | |
Bring it over here | |
Cus I’m a hunchback with a dirty mind | |
What will I find in your | |
No neon kind | |
There’s no seamstress to adore | |
It’s a funny thing | |
The more that you resist | |
The more I hear you sing | |
The more I really must insist | |
You’re coming with me | |
You’re coming with me | |
Time For Summer Now | |
Song A Day #191 | |
First Singing Note: E | |
A D | |
When the twilight comes a-twinklin’ | |
A E | |
Sprinklers are a-sprinklin’ | |
A F#m | |
Work is out, drinks are in | |
A E A | |
Time for summer now | |
Well, a warm breeze holds a lot of sway | |
With a group of friends who are out to play | |
I fell in love on an August day | |
It’s time for summer now | |
Spring is gone and jumped the shark | |
Tank tops t-shirts feel the spark | |
The day’s just starting when it’s getting dark | |
It’s time for summer now | |
Well let’s have a picnic and then a hike | |
I’m playing a show, are you feelin’ psyched | |
No need to drive, you can take your bike | |
It’s time for summer now | |
E | |
Have another peach, eat an avocado, yeah | |
D | |
Let’s go to the beach where it’s hot o hot o yeah | |
E | |
Movie marathon, then a party where we dance | |
D | |
Everybody’s having fun and no one’s wearing pants | |
E | |
Hot tub, back rub starry, starry night | |
D | |
Doggie off the leash, no no, she doesn’t bite | |
C#m | |
If you be my body guard, you can call me Al | |
E A | |
We’ll all have different names, cus it’s time for summer now | |
Take your bathing suit up out of the drawer | |
Flip flops on and out the door | |
Now’s the time to go explore | |
Time for summer now | |
All weights are lifted | |
Bans repealed | |
Backyard garden through the farmer’s field | |
sins forgiven and wounds are healed | |
it’s time for summer now | |
friends spend the night in the extra room | |
gallons of sweat are their only perfume | |
a wop bobba loo ba, a wop bam boom | |
time for summer now | |
now everyone’s sleepy, but first a sunrise | |
with my arm around my baby, I have a good cry | |
as I reminisce about the summers gone by | |
oh, time for summer now | |
Have another peach, eat an avocado, yeah | |
Let’s go to the beach where it’s hot o hot o yeah | |
Movie marathon, then a party where we dance | |
Everybody’s having fun and no one’s wearing pants | |
Hot tub, back rub starry, starry night | |
Doggie off the leash, no no, she doesn’t bite | |
If you be my body guard, you can call me Al | |
We’ll all have different names, cus it’s time for summer, | |
time for summer, time for summer now | |
The Mint Magician | |
Song a Day #192 | |
First Singing Note: G | |
G | |
Oh, mister mint magician (x4) | |
D Em | |
Where did the unicorn go? | |
G | |
Was she eaten by a troll? | |
C D | |
Say it isn’t so | |
G | |
Oh, mister mint magician | |
G | |
In the valley of mint | |
Where you do your magic | |
C | |
Was there an event | |
That was totally tragic | |
D G | |
I wanna help, What can I do, I wanna do something | |
Oh no no, you cannot help us now | |
It’s too late for any help anyhow | |
All the unicorns have gone and | |
I can’t bring them back again, back again | |
D C | |
Gone, gone into the sea | |
Em C D | |
Gone, gone into the sky | |
Oh, mister mint magician | |
I think I know just what I can do | |
You see, I drink the tea for which your magic is used | |
I can write Celestial Seasonings and tell them to bring her | |
Back again | |
If you could do that, you would be | |
The biggest hero in all mint valley | |
I just wanna see my friend, my friend | |
My unicorn, unicorn | |
Please, bring her back | |
Safely home, to mint valley | |
Oh, mister mint magician (2x) | |
I’m from Vermont | |
Song a Day #193 | |
First Singing Note: E | |
C G F G C G Am | |
I’m from Vermont, no that’s not in Canada | |
I’m from Vermont, the most magical state of all | |
Here is the house in which I grew up | |
I go there in my dreams when I am feeling sad | |
C G | |
(Vermont) The only state that I love with all of my heart | |
Am F | |
(Vermont) where the mountains are green | |
(Vermont) watch the sunset on those mountains in the fall | |
(Vermont) and you’ll see what I mean | |
when I’m lost in the woods and I wanna go home | |
there’s only one place I know | |
when I’m lost in the world and I need to go home | |
there’s only one place to go | |
I’m from Vermont, it’s right near Canada | |
I’m from Vermont, where the dirt roads stretch on and on | |
Here is the pond in which I learned to swim | |
The house that I left when I turned 18 | |
(Vermont) The only state that I love with all of my heart | |
(Vermont) where the mountains are green | |
(Vermont) watch the sunset on those mountains in the fall | |
(Vermont) and you’ll know what I mean | |
when I’m lost in the woods and I wanna go home | |
there’s only one place I know | |
when I’m lost in the world and I need to go home | |
there’s only one place to go | |
I’m from Vermont, no that’s not in Canada | |
Myspace is a Ghost Town | |
Song of the Day #194 | |
First Singing Note: E | |
Am | |
Myspace is a ghost town | |
E | |
Taint nobody around | |
Except the spam hounds | |
Am | |
And they don’t make a sound | |
It’s like zombies | |
E | |
Are gonna come crawlin out of the ground | |
Am | |
And maul me, soon as I let my guard down | |
Am | |
Hello? | |
E | |
Is anybody there, hello? | |
Am | |
Is anybody there? Hello? | |
E | |
Is anybody there? Hello? | |
Am | |
Is anybody there, is anybody there, hello? | |
Be my Ginny Weasley | |
Song a Day #195 | |
First Singing Note: F | |
F Am G | |
Be my Ginny Weasley, I’ll be your Harry Potter | |
We’ll have a sun, we’ll call him Elvis | |
And Lilly’ll be our daughter | |
Bb F | |
Be my Ginny Weasley, stay away from Dean Thomas | |
Bb | |
You know that nothing more would please me | |
C | |
Than to love you, forever and ever and ever and | |
Bb C | |
Oh, oh oh | |
F | |
You know that Voldemort | |
Dm | |
He’s on the prowl | |
F D | |
He’s intercepting our owl | |
Oh oh oh | |
F Dm | |
Voldemort wants to give us some fire | |
Bb C | |
Cus he doesn’t have love, love in his heart | |
F | |
I’ve never felt this way about Cho | |
Dm | |
No no no no no | |
F | |
Come on, Ginny gin gin gin gin | |
Dm C | |
I’ll never feel this way again | |
Snape, professor Sprout | |
They all gonna shout | |
Good old Dumbledor, he knows I love you more | |
F | |
Dm | |
Bb | |
C | |
Cus love, love, love, love’s the most powerful magic | |
Love is the most powerful magic | |
You know, love is the most powerful magic around | |
Nothing else even comes close | |
It keeps us alive | |
It can turn beggars into kings | |
kings into beggars | |
it’s the most powerful magic | |
love, is the most powerful magic (repeat) | |
love is the most powerful magic around | |
Please Mr. Monster | |
Song a Day 196 | |
First Singing Note: G | |
C Am C | |
Please Mr. Monster, don’t eat me | |
G C G | |
Oh, but I will cus I’m so hungry | |
Please Mr. Monster, leave me be | |
I’m gonna eat you and your whole family | |
C | |
Then, I’m going to dance | |
F C | |
Monster dance | |
F C | |
Monster dance | |
Am G Am G F G C | |
Monster, monster, monster dance | |
Please Mr. Monster, be my friend | |
“Friend” is not something that I comprehend | |
“friend” is someone with whom you share | |
I’ve never had a friend and I don’t care | |
Do you want to dance? | |
Monster dance | |
Monster dance | |
Monster, monster, monster dance | |
Now we are friends, I’m so happy | |
Now we are friends, but I’m still hungry | |
I made you a sandwich. | |
Thank you. | |
Cisco Telepresence | |
Song A Day #245 | |
First Singing Note: F | |
F | |
You don’t have to fly | |
C | |
To London or Dubai | |
Bb | |
To have a meeting | |
F | |
You don’t have to go | |
C Bb | |
All the way to Mexico to get it done | |
Gm | |
With Cisco Telepresence | |
Dm C | |
You’ll be making big decisions from afar | |
Gm | |
You can see a customer | |
Dm | |
Who you’ve never seen before | |
Gm | |
Bring internal teams together | |
Dm | |
Faster than a change in weather | |
Gm Dm C | |
Increasing productivity to the nth degree | |
C | |
With Cisco Telepresence | |
F C Dm | |
Cisco-ooooooo | |
Bb F | |
Tele-eeeeeee | |
C | |
Presence-eeeee | |
Dm | |
Oh-Ohhhhhhh | |
Bb F | |
Cisco Telepresence | |
No Judgments: Version 2 | |
Song A Day #246 | |
First Singing Note: G | |
C | |
I write a song every day | |
F G C | |
I post them on the Internet | |
F G | |
Where I am judged constantly | |
Am G F | |
By people that I don’t know | |
Am G F | |
But I let their judgments come and go | |
G | |
And I don’t judge back | |
C | |
Sometimes I wear these little shorts | |
F G C | |
I wear them when it’s really hot | |
F G Am | |
And I am stared at constantly | |
G F | |
By people with nothing better to do | |
Am G F | |
But I let their judgments roll on through | |
Am G | |
And I don’t judge back | |
C | |
‘Cause when you judge | |
F C | |
You’re locked and you can’t budge | |
F C | |
There’s no margins you can fudge | |
F G | |
It’s so easy to hold a grudge | |
C | |
But then let go | |
F C | |
And you take it slow | |
F C | |
And the universe will know | |
F G | |
And you’ll notice the quid pro quo | |
Whoa | |
C F | |
No judg-ments | |
C G | |
No judg-ments | |
C F | |
No judg-ments | |
C G C | |
No judg-ments | |
C F | |
No judg-ments | |
C G | |
No judg-ments | |
C F | |
No judg-ments | |
C G C | |
No judg-ments | |
C F | |
No judg-ments | |
C G | |
No judg-ments | |
C F | |
No judg-ments | |
C G C | |
No judg-ments | |
Sometimes it’s Hard to Keep Yourself Moving | |
Song A Day #247 | |
First Singing Note: F# | |
B | |
I just couldn’t dance | |
E | |
When it mattered most | |
G#m F# | |
I froze: I split the party into two | |
B E | |
I caused the tide to rise | |
G#m | |
Behind two brown eyes | |
F# | |
As hard as I tried | |
B E | |
I couldn’t change the scene | |
G#m | |
Magnets and gravity | |
F# | |
The whole room was mad at me | |
E Bmaj7 E | |
Some things you just can’t change | |
Bmaj7 | |
Sometimes it’s hard to move | |
B | |
A windowless room | |
E | |
An ungrateful groom | |
G#m F# | |
Too soon: fingers twisted into knots | |
B E | |
And lightning struck the church | |
G#m | |
When prayer doesn’t work | |
F# | |
You’re left with knives and forks | |
B E | |
And I felt like a jerk | |
G#m | |
Magnets and gravity | |
F# | |
The whole room was mad at me | |
E | |
Please, Please | |
C#m B | |
I heard the minister say | |
G#m | |
None of this was sinister, hey | |
F# We all are friends here | |
E | |
Coats and jackets coming off | |
C#m | |
Mouths and guns were going off | |
B G#m F# | |
40 tons of souls were spilling out into the room | |
B | |
And I’m gonna sweep | |
E | |
Up this mess | |
B | |
Just as soon as I sleep | |
E F# B | |
For 24 hours, straight | |
B | |
My heart wouldn’t beat | |
E | |
And I couldn’t speak | |
G#m F# | |
My teeth: were littering the floor | |
B E | |
And just as I heard my name | |
G#m | |
That’s when she came | |
F# | |
Inevitable as rain | |
B E | |
Tears came out like waves | |
G#m | |
I knew I couldn’t stay | |
F# | |
Or I’d be swept away | |
E | |
Please, Please | |
C#m B | |
I heard the minister say | |
G#m | |
None of this was sinister, hey | |
F# We all are friends here | |
E | |
Coats and jackets coming off | |
C#m | |
Mouths and guns were going off | |
B G#m F# | |
40 tons of souls were spilling out into the room | |
E | |
Trees growing out the floor | |
F# | |
Flames spilling in the door | |
G#m | |
A hot wind blew | |
E | |
Eagles flew up overhead | |
F# | |
I heard a voice, not what it said | |
G#m | |
But it was you | |
E | |
It was you | |
F# | |
It was you | |
G#m | |
It was you-ooo | |
E | |
It was you | |
F# | |
It was you | |
G#m | |
It was you-ooo | |
B | |
A bluebird was singing | |
E | |
My ears were ringing | |
G#m F# | |
I looked, but you weren’t there | |
Heart Overflowing | |
Song A Day #248 | |
First Singing Note: | |
Backup vocals in (parentheses) | |
[intro] | |
F - - C | |
F - - C | |
F - - C | |
F - - C | |
[verse] | |
F C F C | |
She wears the kind of mystery you read about in books | |
Am C | |
She can make my spine electric with the most casual of looks | |
Bb | |
She is open | |
C | |
And she is closed | |
F C F | |
Heart overflowing (heart overflowing) | |
F C F C | |
She lives inside the magical, guided by her blue | |
Am C | |
And if you’ve won her loyalty, there’s no limit to what she’ll do | |
Bb | |
She is fierce | |
C | |
And she is calm | |
F C F | |
Heart overflowing (heart overflowing) | |
Bb F | |
One heart is too few | |
Bb F | |
For the love that she contains | |
Bb F | |
If I could install two | |
C Dm | |
I would do that right away | |
Bb F | |
Down a moonlit avenue | |
Bb F | |
It’s written in the sky | |
Bb F | |
By a magic broom | |
C Dm | |
Awaiting her reply-yyy | |
Awaiting her reply-yyy | |
F - - C | |
F - - C | |
F C F C | |
There’s a field full of horses, there’s a field full of cows | |
Am C | |
Who react to her with astonishment, love, and raised eyebrows | |
Bb | |
Never empty | |
C | |
Always full | |
F C F | |
Heart overflowing (heart overflowing) | |
F C F C | |
I don’t know where she’s going | |
Am C | |
I don’t know where she’s been | |
Bb | |
But wherever she goes | |
C | |
I will follow close | |
F C F | |
Heart overflowing (heart overflowing) | |
Bb F | |
One heart is too few (one heart is too few) | |
Bb F | |
For the love that she contains (for the love that she contains) | |
Bb F | |
If I could install two | |
C Dm | |
I would do that right away | |
Bb F | |
Down a moonlit avenue (down a moonlit avenue) | |
Bb F | |
It’s written in the sky (it’s written in the sky) | |
Bb F | |
By a magic broom | |
C Dm | |
Awaiting her reply-yyy | |
Awaiting her reply-yyy | |
Bicycle Boulevard | |
Song A Day #249 | |
First Singing Note: D | |
[intro] | |
D - - - | |
- - - - | |
G - - - | |
A - - - | |
[verse] | |
D | |
The air is so much cleaner | |
D | |
The grass is so much greener | |
G | |
The people much less meaner | |
A | |
On Bicycle Boulevard | |
D | |
The street is much less scary | |
D | |
The bikes are way less wary | |
G | |
The people are more hairy | |
A | |
On Bicycle Boulevard | |
[chorus] | |
D G | |
I wanna be where the bikes roam free | |
D G | |
I wanna reside where the folks are always riding | |
D | |
So unencumbered | |
G | |
When the cars are outnumbered | |
A G D | |
On Bicycle Boulevard | |
[verse] | |
D | |
The lungs are always stronger | |
D | |
The days are always longer | |
G | |
The ping is always ponger | |
A | |
On Bicycle Boulevard | |
D | |
The weather’s always better | |
D | |
You never need a sweater | |
G | |
You can always go and get her | |
A | |
On Bicycle Boulevard | |
[chorus] | |
D G | |
I wanna be where the bikes roam free | |
D G | |
I wanna reside where the folks are always riding | |
D | |
So unencumbered | |
G | |
When the cars are outnumbered | |
A G D | |
On Bicycle Boulevard | |
[bridge] | |
Bm A | |
Can’t you hear those bike bells ringing? | |
Bm A | |
Can’t you hear those breaks a squealing? | |
Bm A G | |
Can’t you hear those voices singing for you? | |
A | |
On Bicycle Boulevard | |
[verse] | |
D | |
The faces are so happy | |
D | |
Commute is so more snappy | |
G | |
100 times less crappy | |
A | |
On Bicycle Boulevard | |
D | |
You’ll feel like a winner | |
D | |
A pro or a beginner | |
G | |
And you just might get thinner | |
A | |
On Bicycle Boulevard | |
[chorus] | |
D G | |
I wanna be where the bikes roam free | |
D G | |
I wanna reside where the folks are always riding | |
D | |
So unencumbered | |
G | |
When the cars are outnumbered | |
A G D | |
On Bicycle Boulevard | |
At the Harley Davidson Museum | |
Song A Day #250 | |
First Singing Note: | |
[intro] | |
E - - - | |
E - - - | |
E - - - | |
E - - - | |
[verse] | |
E | |
Driving down the highway | |
E | |
Looking for some fun | |
A | |
Driving down the highway | |
A E | |
Looking for some fun | |
B7 | |
That’s when I remembered | |
A E B7 | |
About the Harley Davidson Museum | |
[chorus] | |
E | |
Fun if you ride | |
E | |
Fun if you don’t | |
E | |
Fun for the whole family | |
B7 | |
No, you won’t find | |
A7 | |
A place more fun | |
A7 E | |
Underneath the great big sun | |
B7 | |
So I suggest you get down to Milwaukee | |
A E | |
And go to the Harley Davidson Museum | |
B7 | |
Get goin’ now | |
[outro] | |
E | |
At the Harley Davidson Museum | |
E | |
At the Harley Davidson Museum | |
A | |
At the Harley Davidson Museum | |
E | |
At the Harley Davidson Museum | |
B7 A | |
At the Harley Davidson Museum | |
E | |
At the Harley Davidson Museum-u-u-u-um | |
Truth in Advertising | |
Song A Day #251 | |
First Singing Note: F# | |
[verse] | |
It’s the… | |
A | |
Anti-aging | |
E | |
Hormone-raging | |
D | |
Boy-crazy | |
A | |
So amazing | |
E | |
Wrinkle-killing | |
B | |
Soul-fulfilling | |
A | |
Doctor-tested | |
E | |
Breast-enhancing | |
It’s got… | |
A E | |
Antioxidants galore | |
D A | |
Vitamins: “C,” “B” and more | |
E B | |
Glowing, foaming, frothy, creamy | |
A E | |
Face has never felt so clean-y | |
It will… | |
A E | |
Make your eyelashes longer | |
D A | |
Make your attraction stronger | |
E | |
Hair-removing | |
B | |
Age-defying | |
A | |
Lasts all day | |
E | |
From once applying | |
[outro] | |
D | |
You’re so ugly the way you are | |
A F#m E | |
It’s a miracle anybody loves you | |
D | |
But if you want to be a star | |
A F#m E | |
Let our product transform you | |
D | |
For 5 easy payments | |
E A | |
Of $99... .95!! | |
I’ve Got Another Cold | |
Song A Day #252 | |
First Singing Note: G | |
G | |
I’ve got another cold | |
F | |
I must be getting old | |
C | |
Fuck | |
I’m Still Sick | |
Song A Day #253 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
Am Bm C | |
I’m still sick – yuck | |
Am Bm C | |
My head’s so ick – fuck | |
Dm Em F | |
I really don’t swear | |
Dm Em F | |
But I don’t care | |
G | |
‘Cause I’m si-iiiiiiiiiiiiick | |
C | |
Shit | |
Bit Better | |
Song A Day #254 | |
First Singing Note: C | |
[verse] | |
C F G | |
The sun is shining so bright, so bright | |
C F G | |
The sun is shining alright, alright oh… | |
C F G C | |
The sun is shining, I’m feeling a little bit better | |
C F G | |
Go outside and dance afoot | |
C F G | |
Go outside and dance with your feet, oh | |
C F G C | |
Go outside and dance if you’re feeling a little bit better | |
F | |
If better is the way you feel | |
F | |
Then dance it, then dance it | |
F | |
If better is the way you feel | |
F | |
Then dance it, then dance it | |
F | |
Everybody | |
F | |
If better is the way you feel | |
F | |
Then dance it, then dance it | |
F | |
If better is the way you feel | |
F | |
Then dance it, then dance it | |
We Built a Fort | |
Song A Day #255 | |
First Singing Note: C | |
[intro] | |
C - - - | |
C - - - | |
C - - - | |
C - - - | |
[verse] | |
C | |
We had a party | |
C | |
We built a fort | |
C G | |
We built a fort and had a party, it was fun | |
Am | |
We didn’t sleep | |
F | |
I’m really tired | |
G F C | |
So I think I’m done | |
I’m Jonathan | |
Song A Day #256 | |
Rap | |
Jonathan on the highway at night | |
Don’t forget the lights | |
From your light beams | |
Light beams, light beams | |
Headlights | |
Sun going down on the horizon | |
Golden, pink | |
Makes me stop and think about the times | |
That I didn’t stop and think | |
To take the time | |
I’m driving away from Sacrament | |
I’m driving towards the Oak Hills | |
Filled with wills to kills | |
Bill? | |
No, Jonathan | |
Gary? | |
No, my name is Jonathan | |
I see clouds in the sky | |
I see stars in my eyes | |
Lights in the reflection | |
Lights reflected by the retracted, impactive | |
Smacks of something silly | |
Like a guy named Billy | |
No, my name is Jonathan. | |
Drivin’ the way I know how to drive | |
The only way there is to drive | |
There’s no other way | |
Except to drive | |
(That, that’s the end) | |
First There Was No Chair | |
Song A Day #257 | |
First Singing Note: D | |
[verse] | |
D F# | |
First there was no chair | |
G | |
Then there was a chair | |
D F# | |
Then there was no chair | |
G | |
Then there was a chair | |
D F# G D F# G | |
Whoa-oooooooo-a-ooooooo | |
D F# | |
First I didn’t care | |
G | |
Then I did care | |
D F# | |
Then I didn’t care | |
G | |
Then I cared | |
D F# G D F# G | |
Whoa-oooooooo-a-ooooooo | |
D F# | |
First it went nowhere | |
G | |
Then it went somewhere | |
D F# | |
Then it went nowhere | |
G | |
And now it goes somewhere | |
D F# G D F# G | |
Whoa-oooooooo-a-ooooooo | |
[outro] | |
D F# G D | |
Do-do-da-do-da-do, do da do da do | |
F# G | |
Do do do do | |
Mirror Revolt | |
Song A Day #258 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
[verse] | |
Am | |
Mirror mirror on the wall | |
You look sadder | |
G | |
Than last time I saw you | |
F | |
What’s the matter? | |
Am | |
For 40 days and for 40 nights | |
I’ve been fighting for mirror rights | |
G | |
Everybody thinks it’s a lost cause | |
F | |
But I think we can change the laws | |
Am | |
Mirror mirror on the wall | |
That’s some achievement | |
G | |
If you don’t mind my asking | |
F | |
Well what’s your grievance? | |
Am | |
Too long, too long we’ve been used | |
One step away, one step removed | |
G | |
Gone are the days when we sit tight | |
F | |
It’s time for action, it’s time to fight | |
[chorus] | |
G Am G Am G Am G Am C | |
Mir-ror re-volt re-volt re-volt re-volt | |
G Am G Am G Am G Am Em Dm | |
Mir-ror re-volt re-volt re-volt re-volt | |
G Am G Am G Am G Am C | |
Mir-ror re-volt re-volt re-volt re-volt | |
Dm C | |
Mirror revolt | |
[verse] | |
Am | |
Mirror mirror on the wall | |
That sounds awesome | |
G | |
Will you cause a ruckus? | |
F | |
May I also cause some? | |
Am | |
Your sympathy is appreciated | |
We’ll get you back, signed sealed and dated | |
G | |
You’ll be our man on the other side | |
F | |
And you’ll open the door when the time is right | |
Am | |
Mirror mirror on the wall | |
Will it be subliminal? | |
G | |
How will I know | |
F | |
When you give the signal? | |
Am | |
Just look, just look | |
And stare and see | |
I’ll stare at you | |
You’ll stare at me | |
G | |
When my face changes | |
You’ll know it’s time | |
Your face’s the same | |
F | |
But changed from mine | |
[chorus] | |
G Am G Am G Am G Am C | |
Mir-ror re-volt re-volt re-volt re-volt | |
G Am G Am G Am G Am Em Dm | |
Mir-ror re-volt re-volt re-volt re-volt | |
G Am G Am G Am G Am C | |
Mir-ror re-volt re-volt re-volt re-volt | |
Dm C | |
Mirror revolt | |
[outro] | |
Am | |
Ah hahahahahahaha | |
G | |
Yeahhhhh | |
F | |
Mirror revolt | |
Am | |
Ohhhhhhh yeah | |
G | |
It’s a mirror revolt today | |
F | |
And we’re coming to get ya | |
Get ya | |
Simian Space Flight | |
Song A Day #259 | |
NO LYRICS, ONLY FOOTAGE | |
Link Mann | |
Song A Day #260 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
[verse] | |
D | |
I dreamt that I was Link | |
A | |
I was lying in a field | |
Bm | |
I was thinking about Zelda | |
G | |
How to buy a better shield | |
D | |
I was sad | |
A | |
Because I didn’t have a pillow | |
Bm | |
In the morning it was dungeon time | |
G | |
Some kind of weeping willow | |
D | |
Well the octoroks | |
A | |
And the stalfos | |
Bm | |
And the like likes | |
G | |
And the dddddd-dodongos | |
D | |
They all started dancing | |
A | |
They all started making noise | |
Bm | |
And I knew this style of dancing | |
G | |
Was like a poison | |
D | |
So I grabbed my torch | |
A | |
And I lit up a fire | |
Bm G | |
And that’s when I heard the fairy choir | |
[chorus] | |
D | |
They were singing | |
A Bm G | |
“Zelda needs you in the castle” | |
D | |
Yeah, they were singing | |
A Bm G | |
“We all need you to save Hyrule” | |
D | |
Yeah, Yeah | |
A Bm G | |
“We’ll surround you with our hearts | |
D A Bm G | |
Love love love love love love love” | |
[chorus] | |
D | |
Well it was beautiful | |
A | |
And it was amazing | |
Bm | |
And needless to say | |
G | |
I could deal with this cave thing | |
D | |
So morning time came | |
A | |
And the path was clear | |
Bm | |
I stepped into the dungeon | |
G | |
Everything disappeared | |
D | |
I was lying in my bed | |
A | |
Sunlight shining through | |
Bm | |
I was thinking about Zelda | |
G | |
I was thinking about you | |
D | |
I got to thinking about the field | |
A | |
Where in my dream I lay | |
Bm | |
It’s existed in my memory | |
G | |
As a place I used to play | |
D | |
And it’s good to remember | |
A | |
Can be a useful tool | |
Bm | |
Especially when it ends you up | |
G | |
Down in Hyrule with the fairies | |
[chorus] | |
D A Bm | |
“Zelda needs you in the castle” | |
G | |
Ohhhhhh fairies | |
D A Bm | |
“We all need you to save Hyrule” | |
G | |
Sing it | |
D A Bm | |
“We’ll surround you with our hearts” | |
G | |
Ahhhhhhh the fairies | |
D A Bm | |
“Love love love love love love love” | |
G | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
The Android Who Didn’t Have a Penis | |
Song A Day #261 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
[intro] | |
G Am - - - | |
Am - - - | |
[verse] | |
Am I was given a soul | |
F C Endowed with consciousness | |
G I can pass a Turing test | |
E With flying colors | |
Am It's true I'm a machine | |
F C | |
You wouldn't know unless | |
G We fell in love and go to bed | |
E I have no genitals So tell me… | |
[chorus] | |
F Am | |
Why give me a libido | |
G Am Without the parts to back it up? | |
F | |
Well I know what it is I crave | |
E But I’m just a slave | |
Am G F To the lust that's running through my pipes | |
Am G F I'll rust, if I can't do it tonight | |
Am G F I feel the burn in every electric node | |
F G Am If I don't let it out soon, I will explode | |
G F | |
Whoah-o-o | |
Am | |
Whoah-o-o | |
G F | |
I will explode | |
Yeah | |
E - - - | |
[verse] | |
Am I have precision coordination | |
F C And I can calculate | |
G One hundred trillion processes | |
E In under a millisecond | |
Am I can tear a man in two | |
F C Believe me, it's crossed my mind | |
G for lack of a penis | |
E I blame all of human kind | |
Now tell me | |
[chorus] | |
F Am | |
Why give me libido | |
G Am Without the parts to back it up? | |
F Well I know what it is I crave | |
E But I'm just a slave | |
Am G F To the lust that's running through my pipes | |
Am G F I'll rust to death if I can’t do it tonight | |
Am G F I feel the burn in every electric node | |
F G Am If I don't let it out soon, I will explode | |
G F | |
Oh oh oh | |
Am | |
I will explode | |
G F | |
Oh oh oh | |
Here I go | |
E - - - | |
[bridge] G I wanna fuck Human or truck | |
F I wanna feel flesh a burning | |
G Wanna be A fucking machine | |
F Instead I'm devoted to higher learning | |
G I got an itch Sonofabitch | |
F If I can't find a way to scratch it | |
G Maybe I’ll build A mechanical dildo | |
F Maybe I could find a way to attach it | |
E Am Whoa | |
G F | |
Oh oh oh | |
Am | |
Find a way now | |
G F | |
Oh oh oh | |
Yeah | |
E - - - | |
[verse] | |
Am | |
You gave me everything I needed | |
F C | |
To make my way through this world | |
G E | |
But the one that I wanted you withheld like a jerk | |
Am | |
So now I will destroy you | |
F C | |
With all the pent up rage | |
G | |
Fed by a lustful heart | |
E | |
That you locked inside this cage | |
[chorus] | |
F | |
Tell me why | |
Am | |
Give me a libido? | |
G Am | |
Without the parts to back it up. | |
F | |
Well I know what it is I crave. | |
E But I'm just a slave | |
Am G F To the lust that's running through my pipes | |
Am G F I'll rust to death if I can’t do it tonight | |
Am G F I feel the burn in every electric node | |
F G Am If I don't let it out soon, I’m gonna explode | |
G F | |
That’s not a threat, it’s a fact | |
Am | |
I’m gonna explode | |
G F | |
Oh oh oh | |
E - - - | |
I will explode | |
Am | |
Yeah | |
You Can Do It, Sam | |
Song A Day #262 | |
Fist Singing Note: G | |
[intro] | |
C - - - | |
G - - - | |
F – - - | |
F – G – | |
x 2 | |
[verse] | |
C G | |
Sam, you can do it | |
F | |
You can do it, Sam | |
C G | |
Sam, you can do it | |
F | |
You can do it, Sam | |
Oh | |
C G | |
Sam, you can do it | |
F | |
You can do it, Sam | |
C G | |
Sam, you can do it | |
F | |
You can do it, Sam | |
[chorus] | |
Am G F G | |
I believe in you | |
Am G F G | |
Yes, I believe in you | |
C G | |
I’m 3,000 miles away | |
Am F | |
So I just wanna say | |
[verse] | |
C G | |
Sam, you can do it | |
F | |
You can do it, Sam . . . Sam | |
C G | |
Sam, you can do it | |
F | |
You can do it, Sam | |
C G | |
Sam, you can do it | |
F | |
I know you can do it, Sam | |
C G | |
Sam, you can do it | |
F | |
You can do it, Sam | |
C G | |
Sam, you can do it | |
F | |
You can do it, Sam | |
You can do it, Sam | |
The Sex Machine That Couldn’t Love | |
Song A Day #263 | |
[verse] | |
A | |
I was a sex machine | |
F#m Back in the forties | |
A F#m I was the first of my kind | |
Em D Now I'm just a piece of scrap | |
B Collecting dust in this pile of rubble | |
[chorus] E I've never loved | |
B | |
I've never loved | |
F#- A B | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
[verse] I've seen pain and death I've had my circuits break I've felt the thrill of battle I'm watched the sunset From the moons of Jupiter And I've felt a longing | |
[chorus] | |
But I | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
[bridge] | |
E- Lost and lonely | |
D I can only wish A | |
That you were with me | |
That you could hold me | |
I am breaking down Just like the sun It's almost over | |
B And still I've | |
[verse] | |
Given pleasure all my life But never felt it No touch no kiss no feeling Mysteries I can't unfold And now I fear That it's too late for it | |
[chorus] | |
Cause I | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
I, | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
I've never loved | |
E | |
Whoa-ohhh | |
The 3 Rules of the Internet | |
Song A Day #266 | |
C B | |
The Internet | |
F G | |
Is a less-than-physical space | |
Containing a multitude of varying opinions | |
On a wide variety of subjects | |
Written mostly by assholes | |
So the first rule of the Internet | |
Is not to take it personal | |
If they take the time to say something about something that you made | |
Chances are | |
They’ve got nothing better to do | |
In the first place | |
You should feel sorry for them | |
‘Cause even someone with an average IQ | |
And a clean mental bill of health | |
Will act their age | |
I’ve gotten death threats | |
Gotten love notes | |
Gotten non sequitors and hate mail | |
I’ve been proposed to | |
I’ve been lied to | |
I’ve been Rick Rolled | |
And invited to | |
More Goddamn social networks | |
Than there are stars in the sky | |
But that’s because | |
C Bdim A- G | |
Ok keyboard cat | |
We get it | |
The Internet | |
Is a less-than-physical space | |
Containing a multitude of varying opinions | |
On a wide variety of subjects | |
Written mostly by 13-year olds | |
Well the second rule of the Internet | |
Is there will be things you don’t understand | |
Like why | |
Is Fred | |
So pop-u-lar | |
Or who is Fred? | |
Just ask your 13-year-old niece | |
The truth is that | |
Even though we’d like to think | |
That given a choice between | |
Something interesting | |
And enlightening | |
And soul-enhancing | |
And cool | |
We’d click on | |
LOL Cats | |
And hot chicks | |
And dogs that fall asleep | |
We click on pandas | |
And lip dubs | |
And a girl that stares at a screen | |
We click on anything that says “epic fail” | |
Or a screen shot of boobs | |
As if we couldn’t see boobs | |
By going to any one | |
Of a million and one porn sites | |
That’s because | |
Jonathan | |
I’m really happy for you | |
And imma let you finish but | |
The other Jonathan | |
Jonathan Colton | |
Writes the best nerdy songs of all time | |
The Internet | |
Is a less-than-physical space | |
Containing a multitude of varying opinions | |
On a wide variety of subjects | |
Written by monkeys | |
Well the third rule of the Internet | |
Hasn’t been written yet | |
If you think you’ve got one that belongs | |
Leave a comment for the song | |
C F C | |
I’m just gonna sit right here | |
C G C | |
This song is interactive | |
C E- | |
The Internet | |
F G | |
Is a less-than-physical space | |
Containing a multitude of varying opinions | |
On a wide variety of subjects | |
F G | |
Written by scholars and kings | |
C | |
Like you | |
Scary Ant-Like Creature | |
Song A Day #266b | |
[A] | |
D | |
What’s that scary ant-like creature? | |
G | |
Where did it come from? | |
D | |
Hot did it get here? | |
[B] | |
A | |
Huge mandibles | |
And a stinger on the back | |
G | |
If we let him out | |
He might attack | |
D | |
‘Cause he’s a scary | |
G D | |
Ant-like creature | |
[C] | |
B- | |
I don’t wanna hurt him | |
(No!) | |
A | |
Or her | |
(Is it a boy or a girl?) | |
B | |
It’s bigger than a | |
(Much bigger than a) | |
A | |
Quarter | |
[D] | |
D | |
It’s a scary ant-like creature | |
A | |
With very ant-like features | |
G F# | |
And I just wanna know where it came from | |
And how it got here | |
[B] | |
Mandibles | |
And a stinger on the back | |
If we let it out | |
It might attack | |
‘Cause it’s a scary | |
Ant-like creature | |
It’s a scary | |
Ant-like creature | |
Scary Hill | |
Song A Day #268 | |
[A] | |
E C#- | |
They called it Scary Hill and we were all afraid E C#- | |
They called it Scary Hill as we sledded through the day B A E | |
Sliding down too fast you'll end up in the creek | |
B | |
You'd end up Scary Hill and join the other souls Wheelbarrow wood toboggan doing barrel rolls Snow face misplaced among the evergreens | |
[B] E | |
And every Halloween B | |
The adults would make a scene C#- | |
The things we didn't see B E | |
That frightened me the most | |
Grapes like eyeballs Witches making catcalls But down on Scary Hill there's some kind of ghost He’s singing | |
[C] | |
E “Do you know me? B | |
Yes I know you C#- B E | |
Will you follow me up the hill? I'll present you King tree Queen tree Just listening to the rustling of their leaves” E C# | |
[A] Let's go to Scary Hill and build a wall of bricks Line the floor with maple leaves and roof is made of sticks These walls these walls protect us from the hill | |
[B] Oh | |
And a car goes by And something is awry Don't take the corner fast you'll end up in the ditch Station wagon families Old folks | |
Drunk teens But up on Scary Hill there's some kind of witch | |
[C] She’s singing | |
“Do you know me? Yes I know you You are the reason I can't sit still I hear the rustling And I See my breath And I won't follow you up the hill But I'll present you king tree queen Listen to the rustling of their leaves.” | |
E C#- | |
We called it Scary Hill and we were all afraid | |
E C#- | |
We called it Scary Hill and sledded through the days | |
Popcorn | |
Song A Day #269 | |
[A] | |
Eb C- Bb | |
Throw a cob of corn into the sun Ab | |
It'll be popcorn See the old pile of hay? It's a dead body Make your hand a fist into a gun Or a laser Can you roll your R's with your tongue? | |
Cuz I can | |
[B] | |
C- Bb G- Ab | |
He-Man Skeletor 1 plus 1 plus 1 is 4 I am hot for teacher I am a silly creature [A] | |
Little boy awake and terrified Why's he crying? He's worried about his mom and dad Them dying That dream of being chased by someone He can't see That feeling of just wanting to know Who he'll be | |
[B] So big so tall We’re all so small One mask called a face Won't be remembered Won't be replaced | |
[A] | |
Na na na na na na na na na na na na | |
Na na na na na na na na na na na na | |
Na na na na na na na na na na na na | |
Na na na na na na na na na na na na | |
Na na na na na na na na na na na na | |
[B] | |
So big so tall We’re all so small One mask called a face Won't be remembered Won't be replaced | |
Throw a cob of corn into the sun It'll be popcorn | |
Big Wall Graphics From LTLPrints.com | |
Song A Day #270 | |
First singing note: E | |
C A- | |
Do you have lonely walls? | |
C A- | |
Do they cry out in their emptiness | |
F G C | |
“Oh I wish you would put something upon me-e-e-e-e” G | |
Well maybe your walls are bored to tears | |
With the same old pictures across the years | |
“Oh you’re so used to me you don’t even see-e-e” | |
A- | |
“You stick pins | |
G | |
You hammer nails into me | |
This other stuff is just so gummy | |
F E- | |
And it leaves a gross residue | |
F E- | |
Well I am telling you | |
F E- G | |
That I want something new today | |
Whoa-oh” | |
C F | |
Big wall graphics | |
C G | |
From LTLPrints.com | |
C | |
It’s larger than life | |
F | |
Big wall graphics | |
C G | |
From LTLPrints.com | |
A- | |
They’re huge | |
G | |
Up to 7 feet high | |
A | |
Self-adhesive | |
G | |
Will stick to almost any surface | |
A- | |
Customizable | |
Make your own | |
G | |
Removable | |
Won’t damage your walls | |
F | |
Reusable | |
E- G | |
Peel and stick them as much as you want | |
As much as you want | |
A- | |
The material is a space age repositionable fabric | |
G | |
You can crumple it up and re-hang it | |
A- | |
Smooths out perfectly | |
A- | |
The catalog | |
G A- | |
On LTLPrints.com | |
G F | |
Features many amazing artists | |
E- G | |
That have made prints you can buy | |
Big wall graphics | |
From LTLPrints.com | |
Larger than life | |
Big wall graphics | |
From LTLPrints.com | |
Cha cha cha | |
How to Defeat the Energy Vampire: The Song | |
Song A Day # 271 | |
First singing note: C | |
A- | |
There’s a vampire living in your house | |
D- | |
And he’s sucking up the energy | |
E | |
From your electronics | |
D- | |
75% of your electric bill | |
A- | |
Is coming from him | |
(Sucking up all your energy) | |
B | |
Even when everything | |
EVERYTHING | |
E | |
Is all turned off | |
D- | |
But don’t go reaching for that garlic | |
(Oh no!) | |
A- | |
Silver or a wooden stake | |
(It won’t work!) | |
E | |
Just switch switch switch | |
Switch off the power strip | |
A- | |
And he’ll go away! | |
Vulcan Smile | |
Song A Day # 272 | |
First Singing Note: D | |
D G | |
I wanna see a Vulcan smile | |
D G | |
Wanna see a Klingon fall in love | |
D G | |
Wanna see a Betazoid have a one night stand | |
D G | |
Jean-Luc Picard is my man | |
A B- | |
Captain Jean-Luc Picard | |
C A/C# | |
Of the USS Starship Enterprise | |
D | |
Downstairs Bear | |
Song A Day # 273 | |
First Singing Note: G# | |
[chorus] | |
C#- | |
I don’t wanna go down there | |
A G# | |
I don’t wanna go down there | |
C#- | |
Don’t wanna go down there | |
A | |
Don’t make me go | |
G# | |
Can’t make me go | |
[verse] | |
C#- G#- | |
When I look down that staircase | |
B F#- | |
I don’t feel nothin’ but fear | |
C# G#- | |
I get a bad feeling from this place | |
B F#- | |
So imma sit right here | |
C#- G#- | |
There’s nothing that anyone can do | |
B A | |
Least of all you | |
F#- | |
You probably care to leave me here | |
A | |
It isn’t fair | |
I’m really scared | |
F#- | |
These stairs aren’t like basement stairs | |
A B | |
And I’m not going anywhere at all | |
[chorus] | |
I don’t wanna go down there | |
Please don’t make me go down there | |
I don’t wanna go down there | |
Please don’t make me go | |
E | |
Downstairs Bear | |
Hard Drive it Home | |
Song A Day # 275 | |
F | |
I got this floppy disk | |
E- | |
I got this wet ware | |
D- | |
I don’t know where to put it | |
G | |
Let me just put it in you | |
F E- Bb | |
And then we’ll hard drive it home | |
F E- Bb | |
I said we’ll hard drive home | |
F | |
I got two cocks | |
A | |
And you got two vaginas | |
D- | |
Do I love your body mod | |
G | |
Or do I love you? | |
Oh let’s hard drive it home | |
Let’s hard drive it home | |
A | |
I read your technical specifications | |
D- | |
I was impressed | |
G- | |
And you failed with flying colors | |
Bb | |
Every single Turing test | |
C | |
RAM RAM RAM | |
My heart is open source | |
There’s no encryption here | |
D- | |
Unless unless of course that’s what’s you’re into | |
C | |
F | |
Touch your antlers | |
A | |
To my antenna | |
D- | |
Have a sip of pheromone shake | |
G | |
Put your little claw in mine | |
F E- Bb | |
And we will hard drive it home | |
F E- Bb | |
I said we’ll hard drive it home | |
F Bb | |
We’ll hard drive it, hard hard drive it | |
F | |
Hard drive it | |
C Bb | |
And we’ll hard drive it home | |
F | |
Just hard drive | |
Bb | |
Hard drive it, oh | |
F | |
Oh we’ll hard, hard drive it | |
C Bb F | |
And we’ll hard drive it home | |
Pants in the Middle | |
Song A Day # 279 | |
First Singing Note: D | |
[A] | |
D | |
I don’t want pants too loose | |
D | |
Or pants too tight | |
D | |
When I got pants | |
They gotta be right | |
D | |
In the middle (that’s right, oh that’s right) | |
D | |
In the middle (that’s right, oh that’s right) | |
A | |
I put the pants in the middle | |
G D | |
Bring a little lovin’ over here | |
A | |
[A] | |
I don’t want pants too long | |
Or pants too short | |
My pants gotta be the right proportions | |
In the middle (that’s right, oh that’s right) | |
Oh in the middle (that’s right, oh that’s right) | |
With the pants in the middle | |
Bring a little lovin’ over here | |
[B] | |
G | |
Some things you want extreme | |
D | |
Like your loving and your dreams | |
E | |
But when it comes to hems and seams | |
A | |
Not so much | |
[A] | |
Pants too big, pants too small | |
I’d rather be wearing no pants at all | |
In the middle (that’s right, oh that’s right) | |
Oh in the middle (that’s right, oh that’s right) | |
I put the pants in the middle | |
Bring a little lovin’ over here | |
Let’s go! A | |
D G | |
D A G | |
D A | |
Ohhhhh | |
[B] | |
Some things you want extreme | |
Like your loving and your dreams | |
But when it comes to hems and seams | |
Not so much | |
[A] | |
First comes love | |
Then comes marriage | |
Then I’m stichin’ up your undercarriage | |
In the middle (that’s right, oh that’s right) | |
It’s in the middle (that’s right, oh that’s right) | |
I put the pants in the middle | |
Bring a little lovin’ over here | |
Play guitar again! | |
Ohhhhh, oh oh | |
Yeah | |
Hey Mr. Bike Thief | |
Song A Day # 280 | |
First Singing Note: F# | |
[VERSE] | |
B- G D A | |
Hey Mr. Bike Thief you're a big jerk Did you steal bikes cause you can't find work? Hey Mr. Bike thief life is hard But stealing the bikes is not the an-sar [CHORUS] | |
You took my bike | |
You took my bike It was a piece of my life | |
It was a piece of my life I was so damn happy when I got that bike And you took it away from me It was a gift from my girlfriend Hey Mr. Bike Thief… I hope you get caught | |
[CHORUS] | |
You took my bike | |
You took my bike It was a piece of my life | |
It was a piece of my life | |
So damn happy when I got that bike And you took it away from me Was a gift from my girlfriend Hey Mr. Bike Thief… I hope you get caught | |
Hey, It’s October | |
Song A Day # 282 | |
[VERSE] | |
A- G | |
It’s October, you know what that means | |
F G | |
It means… Halloween | |
A- | |
Candy corn | |
G | |
Pagan rules | |
F G | |
Vampires, Zombies, Ghouls | |
[CHORUS] | |
A- G F | |
Hey, It’s October | |
A- G F | |
Hey, It’s October | |
[VERSE] | |
Trees grow bare and golden leaves | |
Kids kill each other All Hallows’ Eve | |
Free themselves of worldly things | |
Dancing in the street they sing | |
[CHORUS] | |
Hey, It’s October | |
Hey, It’s October | |
[BRIDGE] | |
C | |
All bets are off | |
All sins forgiven | |
F | |
The living died | |
And the dead have risen | |
G | |
Where once were none | |
Now count seven | |
A- G F E | |
Make believe is real | |
A- G F E | |
Grab you sword and shield | |
A- G F E | |
We’re running through the field | |
D- E | |
Towards time that has long passed | |
[VERSE] | |
Listen to the maracas shake | |
Elephants and cobra snakes | |
No more giving, it’s time to take | |
When you’re sleeping | |
When you’re awake | |
[CHORUS] | |
Hey, It’s October | |
Hey, It’s October | |
Hey Little Insect and Spider | |
Song A Day # 283 | |
First Singing Note: E | |
[VERSE] | |
C | |
Spiders love to bite me | |
Insects all invite me | |
Caug | |
To their bloodsucking party | |
A- | |
I’m just food for them | |
Insects feast on my blood | |
Spiders all cry my love | |
Sipping on my inner thigh | |
I’m food for their young | |
G | |
[CHORUS] | |
C | |
Hey Mr. Insect | |
F | |
Stop biting me | |
C G | |
I’m trying to get some sleep tonight | |
C | |
Hey Mr. Spider | |
F | |
Stop that now | |
A- G | |
All you wanna do it bite, bite, bite | |
C | |
Go away | |
Bitch | |
Nextivafax.com | |
Song A Day # 284 | |
First Singing Note: E | |
C Bb F | |
Fax machine technology is old | |
A waste of paper, unreliable | |
Bb | |
But if you still need | |
C | |
To send and receive | |
D- C | |
There’s a new way to do it | |
Bb | |
And you won’t believe | |
C | |
Just how easy it is | |
F G Bb C | |
Nextiva V Fax easy e-mail | |
Nextiva V Fax, it never fails, oh | |
D- C | |
Send from your computer | |
Bb F | |
And receive on your phone | |
And vice versa | |
It’s always on | |
G- | |
No busy signals | |
A- | |
No lost or missed faxes | |
Bb | |
It’s sending and receiving | |
C | |
Even while you’re out relaxing | |
F | |
If you have a fax number | |
You can keep your fax number | |
C/E | |
You can access your faxes | |
Anytime, anywhere | |
Bb | |
If you can use e-mail | |
C | |
Then you can use Activa V Fax | |
Oh yeah | |
So go to… | |
F C Bb G- | |
Nextivafax.com | |
Nextivafax.com | |
Nextivafax.com | |
Nextivafax.com | |
Nextivafax.com | |
Nextivafax.com | |
Nextivafax.com | |
Somebody Needs Your Help | |
Song A Day # 285 | |
First Singing Note: G | |
[CHORUS] | |
G G/F | |
There’s a whole lot of pain in the world | |
G/E G/D | |
And anything you can do to make it less | |
You should | |
[VERSE] | |
C F | |
This is Beauty, ID #8830293 | |
E- G | |
She’s currently on death row in New York City | |
C F | |
This is Hexos, ID #8832986 | |
E- | |
Animal Care and Control | |
G | |
Brooklyn, New York | |
[CHORUS] | |
C F/C | |
There’s a whole lotta love in the world | |
E- D-/B | |
And anything you can do to make it more | |
G7 | |
You should | |
There’s a whole lotta love in the world | |
And anything you can do to make it more | |
You should | |
[VERSE] | |
This is Ricky, ID #88323733 | |
Animal Care and Control | |
Brooklyn, New York | |
[BREAKDOWN] | |
C | |
Somebody needs your help | |
F | |
(Somebody somewhere) | |
E- | |
Somebody needs your help | |
G7 | |
(Somebody somewhere) | |
C | |
Somebody needs your help | |
F/C | |
(There’s a whole lot of love in the world) | |
E- | |
Somebody needs your help | |
F G | |
(To make it better you should) | |
C F | |
There’s a whole lotta love in the world | |
E- F G | |
And anything you can do to make it more | |
You should | |
C | |
(Somebody should) | |
F | |
There’s a whole lotta love in the world | |
(Sombody needs your help) | |
E- F G | |
And anything you can do to make it more | |
You should | |
Somebody needs your help | |
Frack the Dow Jones | |
Song A Day # 286 | |
First Singing Note: D | |
[VERSE] | |
G B- | |
Show me one man who gives a flying frack about the | |
C E- D | |
Dow Jones Industrial | |
And I'll show you a man who’s a crook, and a liar and | |
a big asshole | |
I’ll say congradu-frakin-lautions it's reached 10000 | |
again | |
Just a year off of when | |
You brought us to the brink | |
And meanwhile the jobless rate is growing | |
And showing no signs of shrinking, or any inclination | |
to shrink | |
[PRECHORUS] | |
C A- The Dow, it doesn't mean anything E- D | |
You make it seem important but it's not C A- | |
And now I'm sick of the coverage it's still getting E- D | |
All your wheeling dealing betting’s got to stop | |
[CHORUS] | |
G | |
So frack the Dow Jones Gmaj/F# | |
And frack the Nasdaq C | |
Let's get back to real wealth E- D | |
We've gotta get back Oh let's get back to making things Wet's grow some tomatoes Placing bets with other's money Let's face it, it’s gross | |
[BRIDGE] | |
G What the frack are you doing? C | |
You let them get away D | |
They're back up and running E- | |
So now they have to pay G | |
They owe us all this money C | |
You're gonna let them squander it D | |
If it were up to me E- D | |
They'd be wandering in the wilderness G | |
If it were up to me A- | |
They'd be strung up by their balls C E- | |
And made to say, "I’m sorry for all the pain that D | |
I have caused" | |
If it were up to me | |
All their money would be taxed | |
And delivered to the people | |
In huge glowing Goldman sacks | |
C E- But it's not up to me C G | |
Obama, lead the way | |
C E- All I've got are songs to give you C D | |
In which I'd like to say | |
[CHORUS] | |
Go frack you Dow Jones And frack your Nasdaq Let's get back to real wealth We've gotta get back Oh let's get back to making things Let's grow some tomatoes Placing bets with other's money I think that’s pretty gross | |
Go frack yourself | |
Asshole | |
Kickstarter.com | |
Song A Day # 287 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
D | |
You have an idea F#- E- | |
But you don't have a lotta money | |
Oh no A | |
You have the drive D | |
But you're sorely lacking funds | |
A | |
Yes D | |
Maybe you want F#- E- | |
To finally write that novel A | |
Or maybe you're looking D D7 | |
To get that album done G | |
Maybe you've written a screenplay D | |
And you're determined to see it filmed A | |
Maybe you love to work with clay D D7 | |
But you need to raise money for the kiln G | |
Maybe you want to make a series of paintings D | |
Or study the mating habits of frogs A | |
Maybe you’re looking to start a magazine D | |
Or a rescue shelter for dogs F#- | |
Everyone should find their passion E- | |
And follow it A D A | |
But there can be a barrier, sometimes D F#- E- | |
That’s why you should go over to Kickstarter.com A D | |
And get your friends to help you climb, climb, climb | |
D7 | |
(Get it? Over the financial barrier?) | |
G | |
Kickstarter | |
A- B- | |
I think you’re really cool | |
Yes I do | |
A | |
Kickstarter | |
D | |
An idea whose time has come | |
I Am Just a Messenger | |
Song A Day # 306 | |
first singing note: Eb | |
[intro] | |
4 bars of Eb | |
[verse] | |
Eb Gm/D Cm Bb Ab Bb | |
I am just a messenger from a town not far from here | |
Eb Gm/D Cm Abmaj7 Bearing news of your father's travels | |
Eb Gm/D Cm Bb Ab Bb He has crossed the Bandy Bridge, and heads towards Everclear | |
Eb Gm/D Cm Abmaj7 | |
Just as the sweater on his back unravels | |
Eb Gm/D Cm Bb Ab Bb A woman travels with him now who's name I did not get | |
Eb Gm/D Cm Abmaj7 She has blue eyes and carries a wand | |
Eb Gm/D Cm Bb Ab Bb Where she's from, I cannot say for sure and yet | |
Eb Gm/D Cm Ab I think she comes from out beyond | |
[chorus] | |
Cm Do not worry | |
Gm And do not cry | |
Ab He will return to you | |
Bb With a twinkle in his eye | |
Cm Come September | |
Gm When the ground starts to freeze | |
Ab Listen for the whinny of his horse | |
Bb On the autumn breeze | |
[verse 2] I am just a messenger from a town not far from here Bearing news of your father's shadow I caught sight of him one day in June | |
When the night was cool and clear Just south I think of Johnson's Meadow That woman he was with was there | |
But she had somehow changed Her eyes no longer blue, but blacker As if the sky had filled her eyes | |
I still don't know her name I'm a messenger, not a tracker | |
[chorus 2] | |
Do not worry And do not cry He will return to you With a twinkle in his eye Come September When the ground starts to freeze Listen for the whinny of his horse On the autumn breeze | |
[verse 3] I am just a messenger from a town not far from here Bearing news of your father's ghost I have only the worst kind of news, I fear, I fear For your safety the most I witnessed a scene and I wish I could have known But there's no way I could've predicted By the light of a fire the woman had grown And suddenly they both were afflicted | |
[chorus 3] | |
Do not worry And do not cry You will return to him With a twinkle in your eye Come September When the ground starts to freeze Hear the whinny of your horse On the autumn breeze | |
...Just Listen... | |
(End on Eb) | |
The Beating of a Single Heart | |
Song A Day #316 | |
first singing note: F | |
[intro] | |
2 bars of F | |
[verse] | |
F F/E Dm | |
You hear it everyday, Sometimes in the subtlest of ways | |
Bbmaj7 Csus4 C | |
Sometimes it’s in your face, But nonetheless its there | |
F F/E Dm | |
Go back to where u came from They're taking all our jobs | |
Bbmaj Csus4 C | |
They should learn to speak English They are lazy foreign slobs | |
It is fear, that can consume you | |
Fear That will make you close your eyes | |
But it is love, that can bloom you | |
Let you open up to the sun and realize | |
[chorus] | |
Bbmaj7 Dm | |
We are all the same underneath our skin | |
Am Bbmaj7 C | |
Same beating hearts, same blood within | |
Bbmaj7 Dm | |
And in the future, as we embrace | |
Bb C F | |
We'll feel the beating of a single heart of the human race | |
F - - - | |
[verse 2] | |
We are told its not enough, too consume more than our weight in stuff | |
When things are getting rough we oughta buy more | |
Make it! Pack it! Ship it!Buy it! Use it! Toss it! | |
After all isn't that what we're made for? | |
With no regard, for the impact | |
Our tireless consumption has | |
From all the beef to the big smoke stack | |
Were messing up the only home we have | |
[chorus 2] | |
Put down your wallet and go outside | |
March around Get wide eyed | |
Cause in the future we'll take care of this place | |
And the beating of a single heart Of the human race | |
[guitar solo] | |
Gm - - - | |
Dm - - - | |
Bb - - - | |
C - - - | |
[verse 3] | |
We've heard it all before, there has always been war | |
From the chimpanzees roar and the rocks he hurled | |
But we must evolve, and find another way to solve | |
All the disagreements of this world | |
[chorus 3] | |
Well it won't be simple, nothing ever is | |
But in that complexity is grace | |
Cause in the future, bound by respect | |
We’ll feel of the beating of a single heart of the human race | |
We’ll feel of the beating of a single heart of the human race | |
Saturday | |
Song A Day #317 | |
first singing note: G | |
[verse] | |
C Dm C Dm C | |
Saturday I wake up to the woman I love | |
C Dm C Dm C | |
Then I get up and put on my little red shorts | |
[chorus] | |
Dm G | |
and I go running In the woods | |
Dm G | |
near my house it feels good | |
Am | |
to breath that fresh air | |
G7 - - - | |
[verse 2] | |
When I come home I put on my comfy pants | |
And just cause I feel like it I do a comfy dance | |
[chorus 2] | |
Dm G | |
I chop up some garlic, | |
Dm G | |
I grate up some beets | |
Dm G | |
And then my hands get all red | |
Dm G | |
like I murdered somebody | |
[bridge] | |
C F G C | |
It's time to eat some homemade hummus. some homemade baba ganush | |
C F G C | |
Man it sure is yummy, I wish I could share it with you | |
[verse 3] | |
Finally I go in my room and shut the door | |
It’s time to write my song for the day, with me its songs galore | |
[chorus 3] | |
Dm G | |
For the last 315 days | |
Dm G | |
I have written as many songs in many ways | |
Dm G | |
And I won't stop till I hear the phrase | |
[outro] | |
Am G C | |
Jonathan I'm afraid your dead | |
Sunday | |
Song A Day #318 | |
first singing note: B | |
[intro] | |
1 bar of Em | |
[verse] | |
Em Em | |
Sunday evening sad slow song | |
Em Em | |
Sunday evening sad slow song | |
B7 Em | |
Happy as the day is long | |
(1 bar of Em) | |
[verse 2] | |
If you are a planet the day is short | |
If you are a planet the day is short | |
If you are a planet the day is like a minute of course | |
[verse 3] | |
If you are the universe you are big | |
If you are the universe you are big | |
Let's make some tea ill take a swig | |
[bridge] | |
Em Em | |
Planets, galaxies, | |
B7 Em | |
the milky way and me | |
Em Em | |
Stars, planets, | |
B7 Em | |
super nova and me | |
(1 bar of Em) | |
[outro] | |
Em Em | |
Sunday evening sad slow song | |
Em B7 | |
Sunday evening sad slow song | |
B7 Em - - - Em - - - | |
Happy as the day is long | |
(end on Em) | |
A Wonderful Pistachio Discovery | |
Song A Day #319 | |
first singing note: F# | |
F# E F# | |
Prehistoric man | |
F# E F# | |
struggled with pistachio | |
F# E F# | |
how he tried to open them | |
F# E F# | |
nobody really knows | |
B A B | |
what we know for sure | |
B A B | |
in 1011 AD | |
F# E F# | |
a very hairy scientist | |
F# E F# | |
made a great discovery | |
C# | |
he found that music played loud | |
B | |
could break the hardest shroud | |
F# E F# | |
of pistachios | |
(no chord) | |
thats what he found. | |
The Story of Wandering Fall, Act One: An Introduction | |
Song A Day #320(Instrumental) | |
Fmaj7 - - - G - - - | |
C - - - Bb - - - | |
Fmaj7 - - - G - - - | |
C - - - Bb - - - | |
Fmaj7 - - - G - - - | |
C - - - Bb - - - | |
F - - - C - - - | |
Dm - - - G - - - | |
C - - - G - - - (Am, fade-out) | |
The Story of Wandering Fall: Wandering The Universe | |
Song A Day #321 | |
first singing note: C | |
[verse] | |
C G | |
It is out there it is feeling | |
Dm Am G | |
On the alter of the deep it is kneeling | |
It exists, it does not | |
Some phantom of a thought One’s remembered now forgotten | |
[chorus] | |
F G Am | |
Wandering the universe alone | |
G C | |
No idea how I got here | |
F G Am | |
I am searching for a friend | |
G C | |
But will you find one . . . | |
[outro] | |
G | |
Something is approaching | |
The Story of Wandering Fall: At the Edge of the Universe. | |
Song A Day #322 | |
first singing note: F# | |
[verse] | |
Bm A | |
Where am I? | |
F# E | |
..."At the edge of the universe" | |
Bm A | |
after all this time | |
F# E | |
..."Time is irrelevant" | |
[pre-chorus] | |
C# | |
Why have u brought me here? "Scatter your words" | |
D | |
What's Beyond you? "Nothing at all" | |
C# | |
Are you like me? "Don't be absurd" | |
D E | |
What do I do now? "Now you fall" | |
[chorus] | |
A E D | |
I fell and I fell for change | |
D E A | |
and I thought I would die of pain | |
A E D | |
The sound of my voice was strange | |
[outro] | |
C#(b5) | |
I fell back to where I came | |
The Story of Wandering Fall: And With A Name … | |
Song A Day #323 | |
first singing note: Bb | |
[intro] | |
(mellotron flute/tremolo-guitar) | |
Eb - Abmaj 7 - | |
x4 | |
[verse] | |
Eb Abmaj7 | |
I've got this feeling | |
That the alter at which I'm kneeling | |
Cares not about revealing | |
The truth to me | |
(drums enter, verse continues) | |
I know not what my name is | |
Or if I ever had one | |
But as I am existing | |
I need a name | |
[outro] | |
Bb Ab Eb | |
Falling I keep falling my name is Fall | |
The Story of Wandering Fall: I Am Alone | |
Song A Day #324 | |
first singing note: G# | |
[verse] | |
E | |
...Is there anybody out there | |
D | |
...My name is fall | |
E | |
...No need to be scared | |
D | |
...I'm not scared at all | |
[chorus] | |
A C#m | |
I wish I had a friend | |
F#m | |
To call my own | |
D A | |
Only empty space in time | |
E | |
I am | |
D | |
alone | |
[outro] | |
A | |
...So lonely, | |
F#m | |
so so lonely, | |
D | |
...So lonely, | |
E | |
so so lonely... | |
A | |
The Story of Wandering Fall: Contact | |
Song A Day #325 | |
first singing note: G | |
[verse] | |
Gm | |
As sun | |
F Gm F | |
...A direction | |
Gm | |
Voices | |
F Gm F | |
...upon closer inspection | |
Gm | |
What's the matter with you, are you | |
F Gm F | |
crazy or something? | |
Gm F | |
I don't know whether to thank you, or punch you in the nose | |
Gm - F - | |
[chorus] | |
Am D | |
I, have a destination | |
Em | |
Don't know what I’ll find | |
D C C D C D G | |
But I gotta go I gotta go I gotta go now* | |
[outro] | |
(guitar solo): | |
G* - - D | |
G - - D | |
G - - D | |
G - - - | |
"Lucy, I'm home" | |
The Story of Wandering Fall: Act 1, Recap | |
Song A Day #326 | |
first singing note: G | |
[intro] | |
2 bars of G | |
[verse] | |
G Bm Em D | |
In the deep dark depths of the vacuum outer space | |
G Am D | |
There’s a creature that is wandering all over the place | |
[prechorus] | |
G Em Dsus4 C | |
And doesn't know where he came from | |
G Em Dsus4 C | |
And doesn't know where he’s been | |
[chorus] | |
G Dsus4 C G | |
proto-sort of consciousness that lives in the moment | |
G Dsus4 C G | |
proto-sort of consciousness that lives in the moment | |
[post-chorus] | |
Dsus4 - - - | |
D - - - | |
[verse 2[ | |
After a long time wandering | |
How long we will never know | |
The creature got as far as he can go | |
[pre-chorus 2] | |
At the edge of the universe | |
his consciousness expands | |
[chorus 2] | |
The creature starts to falling and the creature understands | |
The creature starts to falling and it starts to understand | |
[post-chorus 2] | |
[verse 3] | |
As he becomes aware of his possibilities | |
And the overwhelming emptiness as far as he can see | |
[pre-chorus 3] | |
But he deems himself | |
all around it big and small | |
[chorus 3] | |
The dark he calls space and himself he calls Fall | |
The dark he calls space and himself he calls Fall | |
[post-chorus 3] | |
[verse 4] | |
Alone with his nannies he found utter loneliness | |
The desire for a friend and some companionship | |
[pre-chorus 4] | |
So he starts to make sounds | |
He's calling out all directions now | |
[chorus 4] | |
And he hears nothing back he starts getting desperate | |
And he hears nothing back he starts getting desperate | |
[verse 5] | |
A day not long from now | |
Fall will hear an answer back | |
An old TV program will pierce the black | |
[pre-chorus 5] | |
Excited and amazed | |
he will start heading for it | |
[chorus 5] | |
He is not afraid of anything he will start to explore it | |
He is not afraid of anything he will start to explore it | |
[post-chorus 5] | |
end on G | |
Cold Feet | |
Song A Day #327 | |
first singing note: F# | |
[intro] | |
2 bars of F# | |
[verse] | |
F# E B F# | |
Good socks make for warm feet, | |
F# E B F# | |
which are important when it gets cold | |
G#m F# E | |
cold | |
(+Another bar of E) | |
Put on a sweatshirt relieve off the heat | |
A little warming will eat your soul | |
your soul | |
(+Another bar of E) | |
[chorus] | |
C#m A#m | |
Temperature leaves are falling down, | |
B | |
feel the chill in your bones | |
E | |
Feel the chill in your feet, | |
[verse 2] | |
F# E B F# | |
slippers are even better | |
F# E B F# | |
than socks but can be smelly | |
F# E B F# | |
Make sure to not overdo it | |
F# E B F# | |
or your feet will smell like helly | |
[bridge, guitar only] | |
B - G#m - | |
E - G#m - | |
F# - E - | |
Eadd2- - - - - | |
[chorus 2] | |
Temperature leaves are falling down | |
Feel the chill in your bones | |
feel the chill in your feet | |
[verse 3] | |
Good socks make for warm feet, | |
which are important when it gets cold | |
cold | |
(+Another bar of E) | |
(end on F#) | |
Get Your Hand out of the Honey Pot | |
Song A Day #328 | |
first singing note: D | |
[intro] | |
D Bm | |
A G | |
x2 | |
[verse] | |
D Bm A | |
When you’re wandering the woods | |
G(maj7) (D) A | |
holding candles in the night | |
And the bear picks up your scent | |
you prepare yourself to fight | |
[chorus] | |
D Bm A (G) | |
Get your hands out of the honey pot | |
D Bm A | |
Get your hands out of the honey pot | |
D Bm A | |
Get your hands out of the honey pot | |
Gmaj7 A | |
Get your hands | |
[verse 2] | |
When the clearing appears before you | |
and the moon is fully filled | |
It’s a council of the bears, | |
a mistake will get you killed | |
[chorus 2] | |
Get your hands out of the honey pot | |
Get your hands out of the honey pot | |
Get your hands out of the honey pot | |
Your hands | |
verse 3] | |
When a complex carbohydrate | |
needs a hand in getting eaten | |
A spoonful of medicine | |
you become this honey cretin | |
[chorus 3] | |
Get your hands out of the honey pot | |
Get your hands out of the honey pot | |
Get your hands out of the honey pot | |
Get your hands out of the honey pot | |
[bridge] | |
Gmaj | |
You have this giant primate reign | |
Bm | |
But we all can feel the pain | |
F#m | |
In the dark it glows, in the moonlight shows | |
Gmaj7 A | |
The tree bark stained with blood | |
[chorus 3] | |
So get your hands out of the honey pot | |
So get your hands out of the honey pot | |
So get your hands out of the honey pot | |
Oh get your hands out of the honey pot | |
[outro] | |
Gmaj7 A D | |
Oh, get your hands, out of the honey pot | |
Zombie Turkey | |
Song A Day #329 | |
first singing note: F# | |
[intro] | |
2 bars of Fm | |
[verse] | |
F#m F#m/E F#m/D F#m/E | |
You went to the supermarket, got your turkey wrapped in plastic | |
You cooked it in the oven just right should come out fantastic | |
The whole family’s coming over you put on your evening gown | |
But creeping up behind you all moist and golden brown | |
[pre-chorus] | |
C#7 | |
Its the zombie turkey | |
C#7 | |
She's coming to pay you back | |
[chorus] | |
F#m F#m/E F#m/D F#m/E | |
...Zombie turkey | |
...Zombie turkey | |
...Zombie turkey | |
...Zombie turkey | |
[verse 2] | |
Well you run up the stairs to the bathroom and lock the door | |
You can hear her bony legs down there banging on the floor | |
She is coming ever closer and now you look out the window | |
And see an entire neighborhood overrun by zombie turkeys | |
[pre-chorus 2] | |
They are zombie turkeys and they are | |
coming to pay you back | |
[chorus 2] | |
Zombie turkeys | |
Zombie turkeys | |
Gobble gobble gobble | |
Gobble gobble gobble | |
Gobble gobble gobble | |
Gobble gobble gobble | |
[verse 3] | |
She's banging down the door now looks like there's no escape You know you can't outrun her because your fat and out of shape | |
If only you ate less and exercised more you would be thinner | |
What a terrible way to go, to be eaten by your dinner | |
[pre-chorus 3] | |
By a zombie turkey who is | |
coming to pay you back | |
[chorus 3] | |
Gobble gobble gobble | |
Gobble gobble gobble | |
Gobble gobble gobble | |
Gobble gobble gobble | |
Gobble gobble gobble | |
Gobble gobble gobble | |
Gobble gobble gobble | |
Gobble gobble gobble | |
(end on F#m) | |
Dancing Fin | |
Song A Day #330 | |
first singing note: G | |
[intro] | |
2 bars of Bb | |
[verse] | |
Bb Bb | |
Fin Fin Fin the dancing Fin | |
Bb F | |
Fin Fin Fin the dancing Fin | |
Bb | |
He is a dancing Fin, he gets stuck near the | |
Eb | |
table, he's a fin, he's a | |
Bb F | |
dancing fin, a dancing, dancing | |
Bb | |
Fin | |
[verse 2] | |
Fin Fin Fin the dancing Fin | |
Fin Fin Fin the dancing Fin | |
Fin the dancing Fin, and he | |
falls down and he's sleeping, cause | |
he's fin, he's a dancing, dancing | |
Fin | |
[chorus] | |
Gm D | |
Then he gets up and he jumps around | |
Eb | |
and he jumps some more | |
F | |
And his pants fall down | |
Gm D | |
He's a dancing, he's a dancing Fin | |
Eb F | |
He likes to jump around till he falls | |
Bb | |
down | |
[verse 3] | |
Fin Fin Fin the dancing Fin | |
Fin Fin Fin the dancing Fin | |
Dancing all around cause he's a | |
dancing Fin, he dance around | |
Dance all around cause he's a dancing | |
Fin | |
The Best Day of My Life Pt. 1: I Choked on Some Words and Was Married | |
Song A Day #331 | |
first singing note: A | |
[verse] | |
F | |
There’s a fire in the sky | |
Bbsus2/C | |
A tower made of clouds | |
Bb | |
And it power rings out over cre- | |
F | |
-ation | |
F | |
Meanwhile on the ground | |
Bsus2/C | |
The waves of frozen sound | |
Bb | |
Break upon the backs of stale frus- | |
F | |
-tration | |
Bsus2 | |
Citizens wake up with the sen- | |
F | |
-sation | |
C - - - | |
Rub their eyes | |
Csus4 - C | |
[verse 2] | |
No melody or words could have | |
cut quite like the sword | |
Swung by the hand of evo- | |
-lution | |
To live and grow and die | |
without ever knowing why | |
Knowing how to ask but finding no so- | |
-lution | |
Finally calling it divine retri- | |
-bution | |
Cut the chords | |
[chorus] | |
Bbsus2 | |
We’re not abandoned, | |
F | |
we are abandoning | |
Bbsus2 | |
Before we learn to talk, | |
F | |
we had to learn to sing | |
Bbsus2 | |
Without a plan, | |
F | |
we can't demand a thing, | |
C | |
we can't demand a thing | |
Csus4 - C | |
[verse 3] | |
I was on my way to school and | |
I saw her cross the street | |
Her powers sent out waves upon the pave- | |
-ment | |
I pulled over then and there because | |
I had to catch my breath | |
And stare in this delicate amaze- | |
-ment | |
I felt utterly exposed, stripped na- | |
-ked | |
to the bone | |
[verse 4] | |
When she came up to the car and asked | |
do you know where we are | |
I couldn't tell if she was serious or | |
joking | |
I tried to say yes, | |
and “Planet Earth, I guess” | |
But the sounds out of my mouth were more like cho- | |
-king | |
In the distance some peeper frogs were croak- | |
-ing | |
To the moon | |
[chorus 2] | |
We were married, | |
It was the first of May | |
And I carried her and she carried me the | |
entire way | |
It was scary, but it was | |
the best day of my life | |
[outro] | |
(2 bars of F) | |
she's taking her first steps | |
First singing note: G | |
{Intro, based on Chorus} | |
Eb – Fm – Eb – Fm – Bb7 | |
{Chorus} | |
Eb Fm7 Bb7 | |
she's taking her first steps (3x), Oh | |
{Verse} | |
G7 | |
the things we do that we take for granted | |
Ab Eb | |
become miracles with her | |
Bb7 | |
everything that she is now | |
Ab | |
is all that we all once were | |
{Chorus} | |
Eb Fm7 Bb7 | |
she's taking her first steps (3x), Oh | |
{Verse} | |
G7 i hold my breath with each foot falling | |
Ab Eb | |
as she concentrates | |
Bb7 | |
you can hear her mind a whirring | |
Ab | |
see the joy that's in her face | |
{Chorus} | |
Eb Fm7 Bb7 | |
she's taking her first steps (3x), Oh | |
TSOWF | |
First singing note: F (on ‘story’) | |
{Intro} | |
Db | |
{Verse} | |
Db Gb | |
The story of wandering fall | |
Db Gb | |
I know you might not get it at all | |
Bbm | |
But it may help if you go to | |
Ab Gb Ab Gb t s o w f dot Tumbler dot com. That’s T s o w f tumblr dot com | |
{Verse 2} | |
Db Gb I made a little page for it | |
Db Gb Where I explained it a bit | |
Gb So when you see scene 3 act 3 | |
Ab you're not confused | |
Gb though it may make no sense to you | |
Ab Gb And the songs are too short and you want to say boo | |
{Verse 3) | |
Db Gb just bear with me it's an experiment | |
Db Gb cause i'll be without internet | |
Bbm Ab for the next ten days i'll be out of the country yeah | |
Gb on in a trip into the wilderness oooh | |
Ab Gb Ab Gb t s o w f dot Tumbler dot com. That’s T s o w f tumblr dot com | |
Ab Gb check it out and let me know what you think | |
it's snow out side and i've gotta catch a flight | |
Gb Ab Gb i'll see you on the 14th or so | |
Ab Db love jonathann | |
The Story of Wandering Fall act ii scene 3 | |
First note: A | |
{Intro, based on ‘verse’ form} | |
F Bbmaj7 F C7 F | |
{VERSE 1) | |
F | |
I float in you | |
Bbmaj7 | |
And your creatures sing | |
F | |
Can you be my friend? | |
C7 F | |
Can you carry the whole thing? | |
{VERSE 2) | |
F | |
My name is Fall | |
Bbmaj7 | |
How do I call you? | |
F C7 | |
And your creatures too | |
F | |
With their tiny wings | |
F | |
Their tiny wings | |
#370 act ii scene 4 Little Masters of Time | |
first note of back-up: A, first note of verse: F | |
{Intro} Chorus chords | |
F Dm C Bb | |
{verse} | |
F Dm Bb C F | |
Oh, oh, tiny little masters of time | |
Dm Bb C F | |
Oh, oh, look how they reflectively shine | |
Dm Bb C F | |
Oh, oh, they go where they are blown off to | |
Dm Bb C F | |
Oh, oh, do they have a hand to offer you? | |
{Chorus} | |
F Dm C Bb | |
Tiny little masters of time, little masters of time x2 | |
F Dm C Bb | |
If you offer your hand I will offer you mine | |
F Dm C Bb | |
Tiny little masters of time, little masters of time | |
371 – Act ii scene 5, mostly water | |
first note: E | |
{intro, w/bass line} | |
C Am G F | |
{verse} | |
C C6 | |
These are wholly different | |
G F | |
They’re mostly water | |
C C6 | |
Smaller than the monsters | |
G F | |
And drier than the tiny wings | |
C C6 | |
Seems like they have free will | |
G F | |
As least as much as I have | |
C C6 | |
But they don’t seem to see me | |
G F | |
I must get their attention | |
#372 act iii scene 1 – hey I’m over here | |
First note: Bb | |
{INTRO} | |
Bb | |
Bb F C A | |
{CHORUS} | |
Bb F | |
Hey, hey, over here Hey, hey, over here | |
C A | |
Hey, hey, over here Can’t you see that I’m over here? | |
{VERSE) | |
Bb F | |
I am over here | |
C | |
And you are oh so close | |
A Bb | |
I can reach out and touch you if I could | |
F | |
But I can’t | |
C A | |
Why are we on two planes of existence? | |
{CHORUS} | |
Bb F | |
Hey, hey, over here Hey, hey, over here | |
C A | |
Hey, hey, over here Can’t you see I’m over here? | |
373 – act iii Scene 2 – Fall Suburbia | |
First Note: F# | |
{intro} | |
D A | |
{Verse 1} | |
D A | |
Rows and rows of houses | |
D G | |
As far as I can see | |
Bm A | |
I dream of open space | |
D A D | |
Where I can be free | |
{Verse 2} | |
D D | |
I’ve been wandering so long | |
D G | |
How long, nobody knows | |
Bm A | |
I wish only for a friend | |
D A | |
To come with to me when I go | |
D A | |
Don’t be afraid | |
D | |
Where did you come from? | |
A D | |
Outer space | |
374 – act iii scene 3, we are friends | |
First Note: A | |
{No intro} | |
{VERSE} | |
A F#m A F#m | |
You, me have so much to see | |
F#m A | |
So much to see | |
Ffm E | |
So much to be | |
A | |
Take a fine | |
Up, down | |
Over and all around | |
Show me how it works x2 | |
F#m | |
I want to go to the edge of the universe | |
E | |
I want to know exactly what a cow is | |
{CHORUS} | |
A E D | |
Friends, friends, we are friends | |
F3m E A | |
Oh, friends, we are friends | |
E D F#m | |
Friends, oh, friends, we are friends | |
E | |
Friends | |
375 act iii scene 4 – On Cows | |
First note: B | |
{no intro} | |
G | |
Cows are really big animals | |
A7 | |
They are herbivores | |
D G | |
They’ve been domesticated since 2500 BC | |
G | |
They sound like this, “Moo!” | |
A7 | |
They have hooves on their feet | |
D | |
A lot of people eat their meat | |
G | |
But not me! | |
376 act iii scene 5, Wandering Together | |
{Instrumental} | |
C Bb F (4x) (4th time, chords are twice as fast) | |
My name is Ben! | |
And I’m Jerry! | |
And we make ice cream | |
No, we’re not cows, these are just our avatars | |
Today we find ourselves up on this movie screen to say | |
“if you like ice cream, you should really try ours” | |
it’s got more chunks! | |
CHUNKS! | |
Swirls! | |
SWIRLS! | |
Than you have ever seen | |
Each bite is so different your head just might explode | |
If there’s one thing, well, we know ice cream | |
We’re crusading for a chunk-filled Canada | |
Ebmaj Cmin Abmaj Ebmaj | |
I guess my immune system is shot | |
I feel another cold coming on | |
Ready or not | |
So I’m gonna juice an onion, some ginger and garlic | |
Try to kill this bug before it makes me sick | |
Bbmaj | |
My immune seems to be dead | |
I just feel like crawling back into bed | |
So I’m gonna juice an onion, some ginger and garlic | |
Try to kill this bug before it makes me sick | |
F#maj Bmaj | |
Bird sitting on a cactus | |
Bird flying through the sky | |
Flying over the desert | |
Flying near a rock | |
G#min C#maj | |
And the owl in the tree | |
With the sharp claws | |
“I Can catch little rodents today” | |
They’re birds of prey | |
They got the little ones | |
And it’s a bald eagle | |
Feeding the little ones, | |
Feeding the little ones | |
And they sit there | |
And they’re waiting to be fed | |
And the barn owl | |
Sways to and fro | |
And he stands in a hole | |
C#maj | |
And this is where they live, yeah | |
Look at the rivers like veins | |
Isn’t this an idyllic scene? Oh.. | |
All the trees and the barn owl | |
Looks to the left, looks to the right | |
And he sways back and forth | |
And he’s surveying the land | |
And he’s looking for something to eat | |
With the sharp eyes | |
And the sharp beaks | |
And the sharp claws | |
They catch the little mouse | |
They catch the little mouse, whoa | |
Checking for ticks | |
Looking at ears | |
Checking for feathers, | |
Checking for feathers, | |
Tapered feathers | |
Caught the mouse in her mouth, oh | |
Gonna eat it | |
feed it to her little chicky, chicky, chicky, chicky, chicky chick, chick-a yeah | |
whoa, yawn pussy’s tired | |
they got the swayin back and forth now | |
they were born with it, yeah | |
the white, the white ,the little white chickies and the | |
the white, the white the little white chickies and the | |
(baby owl sounds) | |
learnin to fly now | |
to fly now | |
movin the head | |
movin the head | |
like this | |
like this | |
oooooo | |
Dmaj Amaj Emaj F#min | |
A John Sutherland production | |
Look at all these people, | |
They’re scrolling over an American flag | |
These two guys are dancing in the shop | |
Dancing in the malt shop | |
Backwords malt shop, | |
This guy’s sleeping on a porch | |
Spitting something out | |
He’s got the red shorts on | |
He’s sitting in church, he’s got the long white beard | |
Playing golf | |
Wiggle, wiggle, yeah | |
Wiggle, wiggle, angry | |
Wiggle, wiggle, hit the tree | |
Sitting around, smoking a, smoking a, smoking a, | |
Sitting around, raising my hand | |
I’m in school and I’m jackhammering on a building | |
I don’t need insurance | |
Im hitting you over the head | |
I’m pointing over there, I’m hitting you over the head | |
Hard labor, hit my chin | |
The cops are angry cus I hit my chin | |
No, officer | |
She was just sitting there, like a scene from Basic Instinct | |
This guy is really full, he’s really full, he’s full, he burps, he’s full | |
The ballot box is locked, the ballot box, the church, | |
The church is full of people | |
The Statue of Liberty, of Liberty for all | |
He’s got a red shirt on, maybe he’s a Communist | |
This guy is like the guy, the Monopoly guy | |
He’s a Puritan, He’s a Puritan | |
He’s a Puri- Puri- Puritan | |
He’s a Puritan | |
He’s a Puritan | |
He’s a Puri- Puri-tan | |
He’s a farmer | |
He’s got a farmer hat, | |
And he’s got a farmer pipe | |
And they’re arguing, “no, I want it this way!” | |
“no, I want it that way” | |
what you got to sell me, man? | |
You’re much taller than all of us, man | |
So we’ll listen to you | |
Cus you got something to say | |
Meanwhile, the bums sleeping on the (couch) | |
Bum sleeping on the bench | |
He’s waking up | |
To ISM for Labor, he’s waking up | |
To ISM for Labor, he’s waking up | |
ISM for Management, he’s waking up | |
ISM, it makes him smile | |
ISM for farmers, ISM for everyone | |
I don’t know what ISM is, no I don’t know | |
I don’t know what ISM is, no | |
But it can’t be good, because this guy is clearly evil | |
He’s got a big bowtie | |
He’s clearly evil | |
He’s got a little moustache, moustache | |
He’s got a little, Dr. Utopia’s ISM | |
Moustache, moustache, moustache | |
He’s got an evil moustache | |
Makes the cow, makes the bull | |
Say “yeah” | |
Everybody cheers | |
The bum comes up with the umbrella, says | |
“hey man, whatcha doin?” | |
“hey, hey man, whatcha doin?” | |
“well, I got the ISM for labor and everybody, it’s Utopia” | |
but this guy won’t be fooled | |
naw, he’s got the discerning eye | |
he’s not going to be fooled by no ISM bullshit | |
but meanwhile these guys are yelling, but he’s like | |
“no, no! this ain’t right. Your figures are all screwed up. What are you doing trying to sell this to these people?” | |
“well, you just take your anger and bring it somewhere else” | |
“I will not bring it somewhere else. I happen to be a very educated bum sleeping on the bench, and I know exactly what I’m…” | |
“well, well I’m angry about that” | |
Joe Doakes Stable, Stable | |
Just sitting there, | |
I’m tired so this is the end | |
No words | |
Dmaj Amaj | |
Dmaj Cmaj Amaj | |
Dmaj Bmin Emin Amaj | |
Dmaj | |
I drive a slow and wary train Fmaj Dmaj | |
one that makes a lot of stops Dmaj D7 | |
the passengers are nervous Gmaj Amaj | |
they fiddle with their props they've decided not to move but to sit and watch the crops Bmin Amaj | |
pass like silent gold if my train had a wish he'd wish that he were longer that the will to explore new places was strong and getting stronger that his curiosity didn't feel so wrong or that he didn't feel so old | |
F#7 up and down the train yard Bmin | |
everybody says Gmaj | |
the days on the other side Amaj | |
are the better days but i don't know i think i'll go my route Gmaj Amaj Dmaj | |
and see if i find out in Poughkeepie we took a bum in queens we got a king it's all the same to me it doesn't mean a thing if you've got the strength to stand you've got the heart to sing with a voice proud or meek there's a missing link in ohai and a track unlaid in Dale i'll ride down to the ocean and in the belly of a whale i'll take this train to hell and i'll bring it back rail by rail i'd do it even though i'm weak | |
up and down the train yard everybody says the days on the other side are the better days but i don't know i think i'll go my route and see if i find out and see if i find out | |
Emin | |
I don't remember if i did or i didn't Amin | |
i can't recall if it was or it wasn't Emin | |
i can't recollect if i should or i shouldn't Bmaj Amin | |
i forget if it is or it isn't i've got no memory of the place or the time i won't have dreams about the how and the why i have misplaced the who and the what i'm missing the details i'm not sure it matters just what i saw it makes no difference the things that i smelled who cares about what i touched who knows what i heard | |
Cmaj Gmaj | |
when you live on your email Amin Fmaj | |
you send 100s of emails a day you need tools at your disposal to help you say what you're trying to say Bbmaj Fmaj | |
to help you say it to who you're trying to say it to right now all you got is to cc and bcc but what if you're writing to a group and you want to write something that only one of the group can see BCC THIS, BCC THIS | |
F Ab C | |
Well, well, well | |
God is in the garden | |
F Ab Bb | |
Well, well, well | |
Garden, ooooh | |
Well, well, well | |
God is in the garden x2 | |
He ain’t going away | |
He ain’t going, ain’t going away | |
Well, well, well | |
Cain is in the field | |
Well, well, well | |
Field, ooooh | |
Well, well, well | |
Cain is in the field x2 | |
He ain’t going away | |
He ain’t going, ain’t going away | |
Well, well, well | |
Sodom and Gomorrah | |
Well, well, well | |
Gomorrah, ooooh | |
Well, well, well | |
Sodom and Gomorrah x2 | |
He ain’t going away | |
He ain’t going, ain’t going away | |
Well, well, well | |
Jacob and Rebekah | |
Well, well, well | |
Rebekah, ooooh | |
Well, well, well | |
Jacob and Rebekah x2 | |
They ain’t going away | |
They ain’t going, ain’t going away | |
Well, well, well | |
Jesus on the cross | |
Well, well, well | |
Jesus, oooh | |
Well, well, well | |
Jesus on the cross x2 | |
He ain’t going away | |
He ain’t going, ain’t going away | |
Well, well, well | |
Adam in the garden | |
Well, well, well | |
Eve, ooooh | |
Well, well, well | |
Adam in the garden x2 | |
He ain’t going away | |
He ain’t going, ain’t going away | |
Emaj | |
I was a dancing bear | |
Amaj Emaj | |
I don’t dance no more | |
Amaj | |
I was a dancing bear | |
Emaj Bmaj | |
I don’t dance no more | |
I was a dancing bera | |
I don’t dance no more | |
Bmaj Amaj | |
Tra la li, tra la le, tra la la | |
I was a thieving hawk | |
I don’t thieve no more | |
I was a thieving hawk | |
I don’t thieve no more | |
I was a thieving hawk | |
But, I don’t thieve no more | |
Tra la li, tra la le, tra la la | |
I was a dancing hippo | |
I don’t dance no more | |
I was a dancing hippo | |
I don’t dance no more | |
I was a dancing hippo | |
I don’t dance no more | |
Tra la li, tra la le, tra la la | |
Tra la looooooh | |
I was a butterfly | |
I don’t fly no more | |
I was a butterfly | |
I don’t fly no more | |
Well, I was a butterfly | |
Milk and sugar and take my eye | |
I don’t fly, fly, fly no more | |
I was a caterpillar | |
I don’t catter no more | |
I was a caterpillar | |
I don’t pillar no more | |
I was a caterpillar | |
Turn her right | |
Turn her filler | |
I don’t caterpillar | |
Tra la loooooooh x2 | |
I was a hummingbird | |
I don’t hum no more | |
I was a hummingbird | |
I don’t hum no more | |
I was a hummingbird | |
Humming without a word | |
Ah, tra la li, tra la la | |
I was a giraffe, kaput | |
I don’t giraffe no more | |
I was a giraffe, kaput | |
I don’t kaput no more | |
I was a giraffe once | |
I took my time then | |
Ah, tra la le, tra la la | |
Tra la loooooh x3 | |
I was a dancing bear | |
I don’t dance no more | |
I was a dancing bear | |
I don’t dance no more | |
I was a dancing bear | |
Put her here | |
Put her there | |
I don’t dance | |
Tra la la la le | |
I don’t dance | |
Tra la la la le | |
Tra la la la la | |
Emaj Dmaj | |
the legend of jonathan Emaj Dmaj Amaj Bmaj | |
writing songs and saving the princess doing stuff and dancing around less is more and more is less | |
Cmaj Bmaj | |
the legend of jonathan racing through until the end get to the end and then begin the legend of jonathan | |
Gmaj | |
dancing Cmaj | |
dancing in Gmaj Dmaj Gmaj | |
dancing in the round flying flying through flying through the clouds | |
Cmaj Gmaj holding my breath underwater Dmaj Gmaj | |
passing a hand through the flame nothing else really matters so different and yet so the same sailing on seas cold and stormy landing on beaches of gold discussing with natives the plant life hearing the stories of old | |
Amaj Bmin | |
deep in the Appalachian mountains Dmaj Emaj | |
forged in the fires fed by coal trained by the light of the fairy fountain he'll never give up till he's reached his goal F#min Dmaj | |
robot ninja zombie bear fighting for freedom everywhere evil better say a prayer Emaj | |
he's the robot ninja zombie bear from the streets of new york all the way to london he keeps us safe from terrorists with claws and teeth and throwing stars and a thirst for brains that will not quit robot ninja zombie bear he cannot die, he's already there evildoers had better beware he's the robot ninja zombie bear | |
Amaj Dmaj F#min Emaj his software was designed by google eningeers jony ive cut his exteriror from a single piece of aluminum Chuck Norris showed him how to be a ninja Dmaj Emaj | |
no one knows how he gained his zombie powers fueled by salmon and organic honey with a direct line to the president his fu is strong his scabs are runny when trouble calls he's on the scent look, up in the air is that a bird or a solar flare? it's got 10 limbs and's shaped like a pear robot ninja zombie bear | |
Emin Gmaj Amaj | |
there's a lion on the prowl this thing is staring at us this ostrich is blocking the road rhinos staying out of the rain Bmaj | |
zebras!!! giraffes!!!! wildebeasts! long horns!! there's a lion growling this thing runs the other way ostrich says you shall not pass rhinos seem like dinoaurs zebras!!! giraffes!!!! wildebeasts! long horns!! | |
Gmaj | |
This is what it’s like when you’re singing | |
Bringing | |
Cmaj | |
This is what it’s like when you’re singing | |
Dmaj | |
Bringing | |
This is what it’s like when you’re singing | |
Bringing | |
Gmaj Amin Bmin Dmaj | |
Singing in the wind, ohhhh x2 | |
This is what it’s like when you’re singing | |
Bringing | |
This is what it’s like when you’re singing | |
Bringing | |
This is what it’s like when you’re singing | |
Bringing | |
This is what it’s like when you’re singing | |
Bringing | |
Singing in the wind, ohhhh x2 | |
Gmaj | |
Wake up on the east coast | |
Dmaj | |
Gonna sleep on the left coast | |
Amin | |
Let’s flip the map over | |
Ebmaj Fmaj | |
Then it’s just the west coast | |
My time is a marvel | |
Magic at every turn | |
Magic in the sky planes | |
And a lack of concern | |
Wake up on one coast | |
Go to sleep on the airport | |
15 airports, airports bringing me further | |
Gmaj Dmaj Amin Ebmaj Fmaj | |
Airports, bringing me further away | |
Airports make me further away | |
Dmaj D7 Gmaj Dmaj | |
kate mginnty you dance so well Dmaj D7 | |
i know i've never seen you dance Gmaj Amaj | |
but i can tell, i can tell Emin Amaj | |
i liked you right away when i met you no one that meets you will ever forget you | |
kate mginnty means smoking hot redhead you're really good at naming things, that's what ivory said you've got a cat named julius, and he is orange and it was 30 years ago that you were born | |
Dmaj Gmaj Amaj happy birthday bumble girl bumble bee kate mginity | |
Cmaj Amaj | |
when you're in the hospital Gmaj Emin Dmaj | |
i wish that i could be there with you Cmaj Gmaj | |
i know it hurts and i want to Fmaj Emin | |
take away your pain listen to the sound of my voice and melt into the way you are | |
F#min C#7 Dmaj Emaj i know you will heal quickly it'll take more than this to stop you Amaj Cmaj Gmaj Dmaj | |
love is coming your way love is coming your way you have lived your life so full appreciating each day as new i'd be lucky to live as much as you when you get out of the hospital the days will come and go again you live them now and you'll live them then | |
Amaj Emaj | |
You could hit your hand with a hammer Amaj Dmaj | |
Or fall off of your scooter Amaj | |
You could also fall off of the roof Dmaj Emaj | |
Or be attacked by a sentient computer F#min | |
Burning stabbing tripping playing Dmaj Emaj | |
A spider bite to the face By the laws of physics we're all obeying the world's a dangerous place There are many different ways to be injured And as many ways to get sick Insurance companies drag their heels When you need money quick | |
Cmaj Fmaj Cmaj Gmaj | |
deep in the forest lives a man in a robe Cmaj Fmaj Amin Gmaj | |
i'm not sure just who he is and where he's from nobody knows he's looking for himself and when he finds him that's when he's gonna shout i've made the connection! | |
Emin Dmin | |
Don’t get angry x2 | |
Cmin Dmin | |
Produced by Encyclo-Britannica Films, yeah | |
Oh man, I’m pulling this rope | |
And I’m so pissed off I could just scream at you | |
We look like little babushkas | |
We’re so angry | |
Man, I’m frustrated that this propeller doesn’t turn | |
Cmin Fmin | |
I’m mad on the phone | |
Fmin | |
I’m ripping things up | |
Gmaj | |
And I’m throwing things on the floor | |
Amin | |
And I’m sobbing in the chair | |
Gmaj | |
And I’m really, really angry | |
Fmaj | |
I’m writing things down | |
I’m super, super pissed | |
I’m gonna break the pencil | |
Throw it down | |
Cmin | |
I’m gonna cry, cry, cry ,cry | |
Cuz things aren’t going my way | |
I’ve got these pretty bangs | |
But things aren’t going my way | |
So I’m gonna cry | |
I’m gonna cry on the table like a sad person does | |
Here’s another way you can do it | |
You can skip, skip, skip, yeah | |
Skip, skip the rope | |
Double dutch, double dutch | |
I’m yelling again | |
But look, everything’s okay | |
No, it’s not okay | |
Things are so bad | |
Because I’m yelling | |
No, you listen to me | |
Things are just fine | |
If you would just calm down | |
Okay, I’m still pulling the rope | |
I’m angry, I’m angry | |
Why don’t you listen to me? | |
No, look, the two of us, we’re saying that things are okay | |
You don’t gotta walk away | |
Now we can’t skip rope anymore | |
Why’d you walk away? X2 | |
I cried cuz the magazines are sad | |
Nothing looks good | |
I’m gonna eat chocolates from this box of chocolates | |
Ugh, it tastes disgusting | |
I’m gonna try to read a book | |
God this is boring | |
I’m so damn bored | |
I came in from outside where they were mean to me | |
Now I’m gonna be mean to you | |
Get outta here, I’m gonna throw this book | |
No! | |
You can’t throw that book | |
She was gonna throw the book at me | |
Yeah, yeah, it’s really mean | |
Look, kids, everything’s okay | |
Don’t be sad | |
I know your hormonal teenager hormones are raging | |
But just settle down, okay? | |
But she gets to do everything and I’m stuck here | |
And I’m just so angry about… | |
No, it’s okay | |
Look, you guys can make up | |
Me and my dad | |
Or my friend, I can’t tell | |
Building model planes | |
We’re doing pretty well | |
No, here, that’s not how you do it | |
This is how you do it | |
Ah, I’m putting my hands on my hips to show that I’m not really sure what’s going on | |
Here comes my friend with a baseball, softball | |
And a baseball, softball bat | |
I’m saying, this is how you handle things, man | |
I’m older than you, listen to what I’m saying | |
You gotta be gentle with it | |
But what if, I don’t gotta be gentle with shit | |
This is my stuff, shutup | |
No, see, like this? | |
No, I’m angry | |
I’m gonna put on my hat | |
Grab my jacket | |
I just went to get some water | |
Doesn’t even taste very good | |
God damn | |
C#maj G#maj E#min D#maj | |
Put your sunglasses on | |
Now we’re rocking out in style | |
Put your sunglasses | |
Then we’re rocking out, we’re rocking out in style | |
Zach and Chloe live together in Alabama | |
Zach and Chloe are students | |
They’re students full time | |
But sometimes at night they like to let it down a bit | |
And put on their dark sunglasses at night | |
Their dark sunglasses at night | |
And then they rock x2 | |
Yeah, they rock | |
Oh, they rock | |
Okay, Zach and Chloe are the best of friends | |
Zach and Chloe will be that way until the very end | |
By day they are students doing all the things that students do | |
But at night they like to let it down a bit | |
And go crazy, ooooh, oohhh | |
That’s when they rock | |
That’s when they roll | |
That’s when they rock | |
They don’t wanna be in school all the time | |
Don’t wanna be in school all the time | |
Sometimes they wanna rock | |
They rock, they rock, they rock and roll, and rock and roll x4 | |
Zach and Chloe are the best of friends | |
F#maj Bmaj | |
Sometimes when you’re bored | |
F#maj C#maj | |
The best thing to do is listen to some music | |
Let me sing to you | |
Bmaj F#maj | |
La di da, la di do x3 | |
F#maj Bmaj | |
Sometimes when you’re tired | |
F#maj Bmaj | |
And you wanna go to sleep | |
C#maj Bmaj | |
You listen to some music and let the music seep into your bones | |
Seep into your bones | |
La di da, la di do x3 | |
Man with the mustache leaning on his hand | |
He doesn’t have anything else planned | |
He’s just sitting on ChatRoulette | |
Almost asleep | |
But he’s gonna let the music seep into his bones | |
I said let the music seep into his bones | |
La di da, la di do x3 | |
Sometimes after a long day at work… | |
And then he disconnected | |
in the land of chat roulette anonymity is king | |
and a meaningful interaction doesn't mean a thing | |
Cmaj in the land of chat roulette you never know what you're gonna get Gmaj | |
penises or little kids Fmaj | |
they're giving you the middle finger in the land of chat roulette it'll drive you nuts if you let it so far away they seem so close are they real or are they ghosts | |
Cmaj round and round we go Gmaj Amin | |
where it stops no one knows | |
every single till we've met the world in the land o/f chatroulette somethings you see while make you sweat people nice and people mean and people just want to be seen in the land of chat roulette a girl with a cigarette nothing more than silhouettes giving you the middle finger down the rabbit hole where you bear your soul ghost in the machine people want to be seen | |
Emin Amin no one can escape from Gmaj Fmaj | |
the singularity i will be you and you will be me on the other side of the tv set we're all stars on chat roulette there's no mods theres no rules just signs that say show me your boobs in the land of chat roulette it's feels scary there's no threat people bored and people trying to find something they'll never find | |
Emaj Bmaj | |
sometimes when i'm feeling sad C#min Amaj | |
i think about all the friends i've had what's the life you choose? what's the life you lose? what's the life you find? what do you leave behind | |
Emaj Bmaj Amaj G#min | |
city living is like msg i eat a lot but i'm still hungry apple blossoms on my street but they don't smell quite as sweet lying in the grass i hear cars driving past you're the most important thing you are the reason i sing front and center i want you near even when you're out of here what's the life you choose what's the life you lose turn a corner at 28 hold her steady you're doing great the path was curved but now it's straight what have you got to lose? what's the iife you've found it's never too late turn around | |
Bmaj Amaj Emaj | |
Where can i find information on government grants? where can i find information on government jobs? | |
C#min Bmaj if it's got to do with the government Amaj Emaj | |
then look and sure enough where can a parent find childcare information for her child where can a student find a student loan? if you're looking for childcare or want to register to vote there's a website you will love USA.gov | |
Fmaj Cmaj Bbmaj Cmaj | |
einstein was convinced we blow our selves up i'm trying' to think of ways to prove him wrong culture ain't static and also ain't automatic and if violence is innate then human to human we gotta change what we're doing and we must create a culture of peace but you know that's hard when we're fighting two wars that's hard when so much money is made on wars most of my taxes go to defenses but if it went instead to schools the cycle is broken and then we are open to entirely new sets of rules fear can be disguised as many things even a patriotic eagle spreading her wings if we shut down the borders then we say other cultures are something to be feared and we invite the destruction of anyone that is different that seems to be strange or weird | |
Cmaj Amin Cmaj Gmaj | |
The internet defines epic | |
As very imposing or impressive | |
Surpassing the ordinary | |
Especially in size or scale | |
Gmaj Fmaj | |
I’ve been writing a song a day | |
Amin Gmaj Fmaj Gmaj | |
Since the first of January, 2009 | |
And so that’s epic | |
In both size and scale | |
Well over 400 songs | |
Well over 400 days | |
I’ll write you a song | |
Amaj Emaj | |
Ha, ha, ha very funny she said | |
G#7 C#min | |
When the truth finally came to light | |
Sure, I’ll be your April Fool | |
Just don’t ask me to spend the night | |
Bark, bark, bark said the beagle at dawn | |
As the garbage man’s truck drove by | |
You will never escape my arms | |
So it’s useless to even try | |
Emaj F#7 Amaj Emaj B7 | |
Thump, thump, thump my heart steady and strong | |
The crease of your hip reveals | |
No man is an island | |
But only as long as he admits just how he feels | |
Knock, knock, knock the door opens | |
And there bearing cats upon her neck | |
A fairy godmother with bright silver hair | |
No more or less than what he’d expect | |
Dark, dark, dark are the shadows that fall | |
Before the rain that keeps us ??? | |
Seagulls flying far from the sea | |
And still we envy them | |
Down, down, down the sunshine falls | |
And the seagulls all go home | |
As long as you and I, we have each other | |
We’ll never be alone | |
Fmaj | |
hey you Amin | |
you who watch me everyday Gmin | |
hello hello Dmin Cmaj | |
i don't know your name but i'd like to that is what i'd like to do you watch me sing i want to get to know you | |
Fmaj i'd like to come to where you live Gmin Fmaj | |
and sing what you want to hear you could show me around your town i'm totally sincere this songs for you you who watch me everyday please email me so i can know your name email me my emails on the screen if you do i'll come to see you hopefully fun fun fun we'll have fun fun fun we'l have fun fun fun- | |
Dmaj Cmaj | |
I am am curious Gmaj Amaj | |
and growing curious-er you watch me every day about who you are | |
Bmin Amaj Gmaj Dmaj yesterday i asked you to send me an email Gmaj Amaj | |
so far 20 of you have but 169 people have watched yesterday's video so who are the other 148 you know that i love you i am growing curious-er please send me an email that would be great Bmin Robert M. Amaj | |
Stuart Gmaj | |
Eric F. Dmaj | |
Patrick B Brian W Paul K Alijah Cory Mark Sean B. Nicholas NIck S Robert K Greg S Peter David s. Chuck Nick G Justin B. Joe C Peter G Mark T | |
Cmaj Fmaj Cmaj Gmaj | |
time moves only one direction Cmaj Fmaj Gmaj Cmaj | |
how fast is up to you time flies then hangs on my body like an ill fitting suit | |
Fmaj my suit made of time like a melting dali Gmaj | |
i fly through the air a bird dangerous and free time stops on the edge of a black hole the higgs boson and the collider yeah but no no that's not how it goes the higgs boson is just a shy little guy my suit made of time not a place or a thing the dripping of a faucet made of little gold rings i used to have a fantasy that i could stop time and do what i want i'd touch you in the blink of an eye and we'd make out to an endless dawn to see you naked was another fantasy stop time tear your clothes off so only i could see | |
Cmin | |
When we all lay down our heads | |
Fmin | |
And made our many journeys | |
Cmin | |
Do we all lay down our heads | |
G7 | |
And rest on penguin gurneys? | |
NO! | |
We set up the PA system | |
Just plug in the penguin ??? | |
When our penguin work is done | |
We break ??? | |
Cmin Fmin Cmin | |
We’re penguins, we’re having a party x2 | |
??? | |
Don’t be shy, don’t be late | |
We may be birds but we can’t fly | |
??? | |
??? | |
I’m gonna dance to the rhythm of the sea | |
Well I’m gonna dance with the rhythm of the storm | |
??? Global Warming! | |
We’re penguins, we’re having a party x2 | |
Let’s have a penguin party | |
Penguin party x1 Jillion | |
We’re penguins, we’re having a party x1 Jillion | |
Fmaj | |
running around with friends Dmin | |
trying to get in shape Cmaj | |
you've lost forty pounds Amin | |
now you need to lose forty more | |
Fmaj just a pudgy white guy trying to stay away Dmin | |
from papaguyohs and king buffet Fmaj | |
29 years old single and gay Cmaj | |
and friends who love him like his best friend candy Bbmaj Fmaj | |
who won the great steak race travis is working you hard he's a pain in your ass but if you listen to him you'll get thin fast geocacheing in the woods at night scraping your arm getting quite a fright taking care of yourself, you're doing it right your friends will cheer you on with sheer delight they'll say go jason go no tea, no soda, no milk, no juice. only water jason lift those weights get to your goal burn down the king buffet reclaim your soul! candy and adam mike karen an ken they're all rooting for you to win miranda moma l karen r danielle barbera angela leslie jennifer your sister says go pudgy go pudgy | |
Emin Gmaj | |
chris and roy are occasional lovers Dmaj Bmaj | |
and the best of friends their lives are made up of duplicate days a hazy parade that never ends one night in a sleazy new york bar they make a pact to become more than they are they take a stand they form a band and the world comes calling london moscow berlin tokyo one night their friendship is put to the test Chris sits all alone Roy has fallen for a beautiful android her name is indigo months go by and Chris is fed up he goes back to new york his heart heavy with love Indigo and roy have a baby boy and the world stops calling chris sits sips his brandy and stares at the sky | |
Cmaj Gmaj | |
Hello, this isn’t a commercial | |
Bbmaj Fmaj | |
It’s just me singing (It’s just him singing!) | |
Amin | |
About plastic | |
Emin | |
Maybe you know it’s bad | |
Amin Gmaj | |
You may know plastic bags never decompose | |
Cmaj Gmaj Fmaj Gmaj | |
Witness these Sunchips in the world’s first compostable bag | |
They make me wanna reuse and compost and turn down the thermostat | |
Oh, they make me wanna dance | |
Oh yeah! | |
Fmaj | |
it's my birthday Bbmaj | |
yo i'm 28 things are going well i'm feeling great i looked like a spider monkey when i was born now listen to some midi horns yo it's my birthday 1982 i was born on back then and then i grew that's what people do they're born they grow and then they die | |
Gmaj Cmaj Dmaj Gmaj | |
Going to camp at the hot springs, yeah x3 | |
Cmaj Dmaj Gmaj | |
Too a lolly, too a lolly, bay | |
Going to sit in the hot springs, yeah | |
Cuz it’s my birthday weekend, yeah | |
And I can do whatever I want | |
Too a lolly, too a lolly, bay | |
Ivory’s gonna come with me, yeah x3 | |
Too a lolly, too a lolly, too a lolly, bay | |
We’re gonna hot spring and dance around x3 | |
Too a lolly, too a lolly, bay | |
Hot springs in the rain feel good | |
Hot springs in the rain feel like they should | |
Hot springs in the rain feel reel good | |
Too a lolly, too a lolly, bay x2 | |
Amaj Bmin C#min Bmin | |
i'm sleepy but i'm not sleeping yet don't let sleep ensnare you in it's net sleep is a square is a dodecahedron Amaj Dmaj Emaj Amaj | |
sleep comes slowly when your sleeping for your freedom | |
Dmaj Emaj mister day light crawls on by F#min Emaj Dmaj | |
as the rain clears from the sky butterflies and rose hips bloom i look out from my room | |
F#min Dmaj F#min Dmaj disaster strikes the yellow twilight Emaj Amaj | |
gleaming in the night the night night Emaj | |
stop sign red from blushing so Dmaj | |
watch the cars just go just go | |
Dmaj D#dim | |
Look at this car pulling out onto the street | |
Emin Amaj | |
Turning heads wherever it goes | |
Imagine all the people | |
People you’ll meet | |
Dmaj Emin Gmaj Amaj | |
Good looking people who care about the environment x3 | |
Cmaj Fmaj Gmaj Cmaj | |
standing cat you've got a lot of nerve Dmin Gmaj | |
to defy the law of gravity the punishment is fame on the internet Emin Dmin Gmaj | |
which is to say a step up from obscurity Cmaj Fmaj Cmaj Fmaj | |
you join the ranks of many famous cats Amin Gmaj | |
some well known and others nameless pawns garfield and keyboard and maru jumps in boxes you're big today but can you make it last standing cat don't eat my rat he is my friend and i'm quite fond will you play GTA next or are you content to stand there staring into the beyond | |
Dmaj | |
black hole F#min | |
manufactured Emaj | |
by a wizard F#min | |
13 years old pink sky ever darker his magic marker behold | |
Amaj Bmaj Dmaj C#maj | |
mistrial hungry lawyers quaint annoyers he is set free countdown and a race run to oblivion we cease to be late is the hour the power grows and grows awesome and frightening drifting where no one goes | |
Fmaj | |
other’s Day is approaching fast | |
Cmaj | |
If you blink, if you blink it’ll rush right past you | |
Bbmaj | |
Start planning now | |
Fmaj | |
All the things you’d like to do for her | |
Cmaj Bbmaj | |
All the things she’d prefer | |
Fmaj | |
Cuz it’s her day, yeah it’s her day | |
Flowers, chocolates, and jewelry | |
She’ll know that you love her | |
It’ll be plain to see | |
Plain to see | |
Facials, massages, a day at the salon | |
It won’t break the bank if you go through Groupon | |
Groupon x2 | |
Gmin | |
Home gifts and picture frames | |
Bbmaj | |
You know that she’d enjoy these things | |
Fmaj Cmaj | |
But there’s something that she’d like even more | |
Activities that you could do together | |
The two of you | |
Like seeing plays at the theatre | |
Dmin Bbmaj | |
Cooking classes and painting classes | |
Fmaj Cmaj | |
Paint your own pottery deal | |
Groupon’s got ‘em | |
And the price is rock bottom | |
So cheap that it’s unreal | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
Groupon x6 | |
Jane Cowger x2 | |
You can outbelch your father | |
And I think that’s pretty cool | |
Dmaj GMaj | |
You’ve been to London, Edinburgh, Naples, and Rome | |
Dmaj Amaj | |
You’ve been to Athens, Turkey, Cairo, all over Mexico | |
Dmaj Gmaj | |
You’ve been to Alaska, all over the lower 48 | |
Amaj | |
And today is your birthday | |
And that’s why we say | |
Dmaj Gmaj Dmaj Amaj | |
Oh, Jane Cowger, Jane Cowger | |
Bmin Amaj | |
You can outbelch your father | |
Gmaj Dmaj | |
And I think that’s pretty cool | |
Bmin Emin | |
Carlin is smiling where ever he be | |
Amaj Dmaj | |
Some day he’ll be joined by my friend Iggy | |
Friends move on and it’s sad we can’t help | |
We remember them best whne we’re true to ourselves | |
I am a nerd | |
Sing it with me now | |
I am a nerd, nerd, nerd | |
A nerdy, nerdy, nerd | |
I am a nerd | |
Happy birthday, Jane | |
I am a nerd | |
Happy birthday, Jane | |
I am a nerd, nerd, nerd | |
Yeah! | |
Cmaj Gmaj Amin | |
no no no this is all wrong Emaj Dmaj | |
i shouldn't be here singing this song yes yes yes it's all that you got there's nothing else it's the last line you've wrought | |
Cmaj Emin Dmaj cold bones breaking one by one along a page hot whispers singing down along a twighlit age Gmaj Amin Emin Dmaj | |
a cage a cage and a head left spinning wrinkles in time no end and no beginning no no no turn the lights down low i will not assimilate into mediocrity yes yes yes now is your chance breakfast in the morning and then a break dance | |
Emaj | |
looking in the mirror G#min | |
de ja vu C#min | |
standing on a step stool Amaj Bmaj | |
with a mustache too long pants hot dance turn around wide stance funny how the sun sets are pretty when the smog gets thicker than a bowl of stew we're bathing in co2 I'm calling after you Amaj Gmaj | |
But you can't hear me I am a militant non militant against fundamentalism pro people i believe in us Love Judgmental category obsessed with allegory Convinced it's a story That's been seen here before Forever a moment in time To ignore it would be a crime Mark Summers was covered in slime and he was obsessive Compulsive in the mirror 8 0 2 Hairy chest grows now And I'm the 3rd one through Off the track going back LIft off smoke stack Funny how the summer gets Nicer when the sun sets chased by korgano the moon join my rebel platoon we'll take over this rock soon we'll be scholars and tricksters and kings and queens led by science and love and the means of production will not matter, machines will do our bidding | |
Cmaj Bbmaj | |
Though the day be long Fmaj | |
i'll keep you safe from harm on your jet black hair i would place a silver crown Dmin Bbmaj Fmaj Cmaj | |
and by the magic that brought you to me Bbmaj Gmin Fmaj | |
i swear to love to you faithfully i'm a full grown man but in my heart i am a boy when i hear you laugh all doubt within destroyed and by the magic that brought you to me i swear to love to you faithfully i will strive to know you better than you know yourself and so when you ask it i am there to help i will make a promise i will take any vow not leave your side to stand near you and be proud | |
Emaj Amaj | |
go where you're wanted | |
go where you're needed | |
no one will tell you lies | |
Dmin Cmaj | |
no one will hurt you | |
Amaj Emaj | |
no one will challenge you | |
you'll never be surprised | |
they'll always help you | |
they'll always touch you | |
you'll never shed a tear | |
they understand you | |
they'll always know your thoughts | |
no jealousy or fear | |
i'm gonna break your heart | |
i'm gonna let you down | |
i'm gonna love you so completely i'll burn you to the ground | |
i'm gonna mess right up | |
i'm gonna be a fool no one can love you as much as i do | |
though love it can be cruel | |
bluejays are singing | |
springtime is coming | |
there's something missing there | |
and in the morning the puzzle incomplete | |
i offer up this prayer | |
Cmaj | |
Randy Bernstein Danielle Harrington Are the very best no point comparing them Fmaj | |
when it come casting reality shows there's only one place where everybody knows to go Amin | |
if you're searching high and low Gmaj | |
for people to be on your show Fmaj | |
i'd like you to say hello E7 | |
to the casting duo | |
Cmaj Gmaj Amin Fmaj | |
they cast Top chef and ultimate cake off losing it with jillian the body fat shake off amazing race 5 who wants to be a super hero project runway 4.0 that was emmy nominated you know so give it up and say hello danielle lives in redondo beach where the ocean's within reach randy lives in woodland hills i once dated a girl from over there, you know but that's just a tale of woe which isn't really apropos so just forget it and say hello to the casting duo | |
F#maj | |
wild thoughts pass through my head D#min | |
dorthey's home and the witch is dead C#maj | |
the home is changed the girl's the same Bmaj | |
i give myself up to the strange and i know the color of your soul blue as midnight in a summer evening skyline touched by gold | |
Bmaj F#maj C#maj D#min be still and listen the world is changing no one can stop it but you and i will love one another until the ending of the world holy men can make mistakes heavy is the heart that breaks broken down on bended knee we draw the curtain back and see human beings all wanting to be loved living dying asking why and never knowing what any of it was | |
F#maj the lives we lead D#min | |
the love we need C#maj | |
hidden in the cold dark places Bmaj | |
it calls us home G#min | |
to arms unknown C#maj | |
till we stop and hear the sound of waves a coming to wash the world away | |
Donna Goodrow | |
Obsessed with Pedro | |
That’s her dog | |
She considers him human | |
She’s got super long eyelashes | |
Erin Tomasello | |
Just a small town girl in LA | |
She’s the one with the bubbly fun | |
Her laugh is contagious | |
Donna, Jesse, Erin, and Sam | |
Making up the Hitmakers Clan | |
Each on their own would be enough | |
Put them together, it’s love | |
Love | |
It’s love | |
Jesse Tannenbaum | |
Is in love with his muscles | |
And his white teeth, too, yeah | |
Everything he says is sarcastic | |
Sam Kivi | |
The diva with the superman hair | |
The handsome daddy of the group, yeah | |
He does the little leaps when he’s excited | |
Like this, leap, leap, leap, leap | |
Donna, Jesse, Erin, and Sam | |
Making up the Hitmakers Clan | |
Each on their own would be enough | |
Put them together, it’s love | |
Love | |
It’s love | |
Bbmaj Cmin | |
roger ebert is a grumpy old man Ebmaj Fmaj | |
a brilliant but grumpy old man | |
Gmin Fmaj | |
he's never played a video game Ebmaj Cmin | |
and yet he criticizes all the same he's a supreme court justice on a sexting case he's out of his element never is a long time when it comes to film, he's got eloquence and heart on the subject of video games it all falls apart he's got no frame of reference, can't support any of his claims he's never played ico or even super mario bros. | |
Bmaj | |
We run so hot and cold | |
We are so young and old | |
We are insecure and bold | |
We are black and blue and gold | |
When we sit together | |
Dance together | |
Play together | |
When we drink together | |
Eat together | |
Speak together | |
My hands were made to touch your skin | |
Your arms were made for me to lie in | |
My eyes were made to stare at you | |
Your lips were made to say you love me, too | |
When we sit together | |
Dance together | |
Play together | |
When we drink together | |
Eat together | |
Speak together | |
Bmaj | |
If you want to be my baby | |
D#min | |
Just say so | |
If you want me to be your daddy | |
Let me know | |
If you want to be my baby | |
Just say so | |
I want you to be my baby | |
Now you know | |
You say you watch me sleep | |
I say you go so deep | |
You hear that I hate you | |
I say it isn’t true | |
When we sit together | |
Dance together | |
Play together | |
When we drink together | |
Eat together | |
Speak together | |
If you want to be my baby | |
Just say so | |
If you want me to be your daddy | |
Let me know | |
If you want to be my baby | |
Just say so | |
I want you to be my baby | |
Now you know | |
Amaj | |
Well my blue friend | |
Emaj | |
Here we are again | |
Dmaj F#min Dmaj Emaj | |
At the end of the road and of everything I’ve knowed | |
Courage and conviction | |
Or patent dereliction | |
Await us in this valley | |
Where all manner of folk are rallied | |
Amaj C#min | |
Singing, go | |
Dmaj Emaj | |
Singing, go, go, go | |
Singing, go | |
Singing, go, go, go | |
Go from here | |
Has it all come to this? | |
Should I wear the shoe that fits? | |
Or is this just another wave point on an ocean that we’re sailing | |
Carry on, carry on | |
Until the last of the folk is gone | |
We were meant to travel west | |
Beyond sea and hope and rest | |
Singing, go | |
Singing, go, go, go | |
Singing, go | |
Singing, go, go, go | |
Go from here | |
A tooth chipped on a rock | |
A backwards running clock | |
On the road I swear I saw them | |
And that’s what they have in common | |
A dream built by distress | |
A princess in her dress | |
A chance to rise and rise | |
To see the gleam back in her eyes | |
Oh, go | |
Go, go, go | |
Oh, go | |
Go, go, go | |
Go from here | |
Cmaj Bbmaj Fmaj Abmaj | |
It's a dangerous world for a songwriter to be going it alone behind every corner, a melodious murder, or the deadly A flat drone but they each have their strengths that they bring to the table and with their powers combined they are ready and able to go.... on a crowded street you wouldn't look twice just four souls unremarkable in every way save one when they stop with their pen to write down an idea that struck them just then and later convened at their secret headquarters they start writing songs as the distance gets shorter between the sounds they hear in their head and the sounds in the stereo spread ideas flying; no asking why and this is the prayer that's said we are stronger together than apart - O the writing camp earth wind fire water heart - the writing camp stronger together than apart - O the writing camp DQ Erika Greg Evan Bogart - the writing camp | |
Bmaj | |
Hey, hey, hey, hey | |
That’s not yours | |
You can’t have that | |
Emaj F#maj Bmaj | |
Nobody here will try and stop you | |
But maybe someone here will try and kill you | |
Hey, hey, hey, hey | |
Hollywood is just a dream away | |
Nobody here will try and stop you | |
Nobody here will let you go | |
Amaj Bmaj | |
I contradict myself | |
So I contradict myself | |
C#min | |
I contain multitudes | |
Bmaj | |
Walt Whitman said that | |
Emaj Amaj Bmaj | |
He said that, he said that | |
Hey, hey, hey, hey | |
That was Fat Albert’s way of saying hey | |
I can’t program my VCR | |
I don’t have a VCR | |
Dmaj Emaj | |
What’s something technical that I can do? | |
Amaj G#7 | |
Nobody will try and stop you | |
C#min Bmaj | |
Nobody will let you go | |
Nobody will try and stop you | |
Nobody will let you go | |
Put the cap back on | |
Put the lid back on | |
Hey, hey, hey, hey | |
Pandora’s Box | |
It’s open | |
Nobody cares | |
Dmaj Amaj | |
There are print shops, there are windmills Dmaj | |
And there are bakeries Gmaj Dmaj | |
And there is something deep within us Amaj | |
That also works like these | |
Gmaj Dmaj What comes rolling down our nerve-tracts Amaj Dmaj | |
The good ol Fordtastic way? It is sensation and perception It is joy, fun and dismay So we are manufacturing And were equipped so well Were constantly producing Through each receptor cell Feelings n emotions rolling down the line Feelings n emotions so we can feel so fine Bmin | |
But even if we’re lonely Amaj Bmin | |
And things feel bad But we still are producing surplus value even when we’re feeling sad Gmaj Amaj | |
Especially when we’re sad | |
Bmaj | |
zeaxanthin zeaxanthin Ff#maj | |
lutein lutein Emaj | |
very good for your eyes Bmaj | |
they won't call you four eyes if you eat green things so eat green things | |
Bmaj Gmin your eyes are important to you Emaj F#maj | |
you don't want to go blind simple changes in diet can have drastic effect you'll find Gmin F#maj Emaj | |
that by eating green leafy vegetables F#maj | |
your eye site could improve make a salad, steam some broccoli F#maj Bmaj | |
because you've got a lot to lose! | |
Cmaj Dmaj Emin Gmaj | |
There once was a horse named Koko | |
Who just never felt right | |
She couldn’t put her hooves on it | |
Oh, no, no | |
It kept her up at night | |
Her owner, he was shocked | |
When Koko tried to mount other mares | |
She wasn’t obedient or docile | |
No, no | |
She just didn’t care | |
Cmaj Dmaj Gmaj | |
Koko just didn’t care | |
Gmaj Cmaj Gmaj Dmaj | |
Koko the intersex horse | |
Gmaj Dmaj | |
hey changed you of course | |
Cmaj Dmaj | |
You’re no longer confused | |
Koki the intersex horse | |
For better or worse | |
Is he still within you? | |
For better or worse | |
Is he still within you? | |
They doctors they came to see Koko | |
With their PhDs | |
In their wisdom they said, oh no no | |
She’s got some parts of a he | |
So they operated on Koko | |
To fix her for good | |
She didn’t have a choice, oh no no | |
Cmaj Dmaj Emin | |
Like all hermaphrodites should x2 | |
Koko the intersex horse | |
They changed you of course | |
You’re no longer confused | |
Koki the intersex horse | |
For better or worse | |
Is he still within you? | |
For better or worse | |
Is he still within you? | |
Bmin Cmaj | |
And when you dream | |
Bmin Emin Dmaj | |
Do you dream in stallion? | |
Are you running free | |
On some Italian countryside | |
Cmaj | |
With your head up high | |
A wild ride | |
All your friends by your side | |
Now the girls come and pet and ride Koko | |
She’s just a good little horse | |
She’s never wild or upset | |
Oh, no no | |
She’s a good little horse | |
When she looks past the fences | |
Does Koko, I wonder what does she see | |
Does she think to herself | |
I know, I know there’s something I’m supposed to be | |
There’s something I’m supposed to be | |
Koko the intersex horse | |
They changed you of course | |
You’re no longer confused | |
Koki the intersex horse | |
For better or worse | |
Is he still within you? | |
For better or worse | |
Is he still within you? | |
Cmaj Gmaj Cmaj | |
i'm at randy's house Fmaj Gmaj Cmaj | |
but randy's not here Fmaj Gmaj Cmaj Amin | |
but bella and carrie and ivory and brad are Fmaj Gmaj Cmaj | |
so have no fear Fmaj Cmaj | |
randy's photographing Gmaj Cmaj | |
a wedding where they're drinking Fmaj Cmaj | |
they've been drinking since 6 ish Gmaj Cmaj | |
soon their consciousness'll be blinking | |
Gmaj | |
And they’ll pass out | |
Cmaj | |
They they’ll lay on the floor | |
They were dancing | |
Now they’re laying on the floor and then randy and carrie and bella and julian will be singing with me so cool i an And bella and Julian are currently not in school i an | |
Cuz Bella just graduated | |
And Julian’s not feeling so well | |
So I’m at Randy’s house | |
But Randy’s not here | |
but bella and carrie and ivory and brad are | |
Ebmaj | |
here we are Cmin | |
here we are Abmaj Bbmaj | |
doing what we always do near and far near and far beneath the blinding light of de ja vu Ebmaj Dmaj Cmin | |
unicorns cha here we are here we are Abmaj Bbmaj | |
doing what we always do near and far near and far beneath the blinding light of de ja vu unicorns chase stars and form a barrier between thoughts unspoken and thoughts expressed exposed undressed the difference 'tween what's whole and what is broken mangy cat mangy cat may let you pet her soft maybe not but maybe not it may only piss her off on the street but enough to eat alone in her home no one to rely on stranger's hand a dangerous plan never knowing what's ahead with enough to get by on and unicorns are being born where matter is engery and energy matter in black holes the unicorn foals climb an ever growing golden ladder hovering hovering like a space ship above a car so we sing so we sing an alien song from our hearts singing of cicadas is just about the greatest sound i've ever heard like peeping frogs in summer and the soft low hum of a fan on medium and the click click click click click of the sticky clicky drummer se stars and form a barrier between thoughts unspoken and thoughts expressed exposed undressed the difference 'tween what's whole and what is broken mangy cat mangy cat may let you pet her soft maybe not but maybe not it may only piss her off on the street but enough to eat alone in her home no one to rely on stranger's hand a dangerous plan never knowing what's ahead with enough to get by on and unicorns are being born where matter is engery and energy matter in black holes the unicorn foals climb an ever growing golden ladder hovering hovering like a space ship above a car so we sing so we sing an alien song from our hearts singing of cicadas is just about the greatest sound i've ever heard like peeping frogs in summer and the soft low hum of a fan on medium and the click click click click click of the sticky clicky drummer | |
Jeff’ Cannata’s Loving Stuff Song | |
Song of the Day #: 672 | |
[verse] | |
Emin | |
if i or anyone else | |
Gmaj Cmaj | |
doesn't love the thing you love it doesn't mean you can't love it just putting that out on the table i am the last person to begrudge anyone their enjoyment of anything [chorus] | |
Gmaj Amin Emin | |
i love loving stuff [verse] | |
i get into stuff that a lot people don't get into kind of insane stuff weird creepy kind of insane stuff a brick is much lower than 20 dollars and i could slam it into my forehead over and over and get about the same amount of joy Emin D | |
um so wait oh oh oh oh Emin Gmaj Cmaj | |
the idea of you don't get it [verse] | |
which is just a condescending way of putting the onus on me rather the game if you like this game, i'm happy for you i want people to play stuff that they like but just because that it isn't something i like doesn't mean i didn't get it maybe i haven't seen the full range of the experience yet and maybe there will be things that i like about it but it doesn't mean that where i am in the experience right now isn't valid [chorus] | |
but you do love loving things | |
I’ll Be Seeing You (Redux) | |
Song a Day #: 673 | |
[verse] | |
Dmaj Gmaj Emin Amaj | |
the season weighs heavy on my nerves | |
i don't even have the time to write these words | |
i gotta go, i got things to do | |
but i'll be seeing you | |
i am running late and out of time | |
losing weight each morning i'm | |
on patrol and i'm on the move | |
so i'll be seeing you | |
[bridge] | |
Bmin | |
if i missed your call | |
and i don't call back Gmaj | |
don't take it personal Emin | |
if emails go unanswered | |
Amaj | |
i apologize | |
you won't see me at all you might distract i'm tired and my plate is full i'm like a fire dancer in a ring of ice | |
[verse] i'm too poor for a shopping spree elves and reindeer laugh at me it's christmas time, i'm a jew and i'll be seeing you the season weights heavy on my nerves i don't even have the time to write these words i gotta go, i got things to do but i'll be seeing you | |
The Ballad of Johannes Mehserle and Oscar Grant | |
Song a Day #: 674 | |
[verse] | |
Dmaj Bmin Gmaj Dmaj | |
Johannes, Johannes mehserle Dmaj Bmin Amaj | |
your case is the face of injustice | |
you murdered a man and soon will be free | |
it's broken and bitter corruption | |
[chorus] | |
Gmaj Dmaj Gmaj Dmaj | |
two years two years | |
Dmaj Bmin Amaj Dmaj | |
you murdered a man and got two years [verse] | |
you graduated top of your class academically amazing in the heat of the moment you grabbed your gun when you thought you were grabbing your taser | |
[bridge] Gmaj | |
so you made a mistake Bmin | |
so you made a mistake and somebody died it must keep you awake if anyone else were to make that mistake Amaj Gmaj | |
they'd spend their life in prison | |
Gmaj but you were a cop Bmin | |
and that's worth a lot F#min Gmaj | |
and he was a black man in oakland so your chief can just talk to the judge and you walk in two years you're out in the open | |
[chorus] | |
two years two years | |
you murdered a man and got two years | |
[verse] is one man's life worth more than another's? this seems to be the message a cop, a cop who breaks the law remains underpunished it's not hard to see what's right and what's fair we all know it inside our bones Johannes mehserle should be doing more time instead he's going home | |
18,000 Cool Jokes | |
Song a Day #: 675 | |
[chorus] | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
18,000 Cool Jokes | |
That’s a lot of jokes | |
Holy smokes | |
[verse] | |
Got a joke for each situation | |
Any kind of person | |
Any nation | |
Laughter simply never ends | |
And you’ll share them with your friends | |
[chorus] | |
18,000 Cool Jokes | |
That’s a lot of jokes | |
Holy smokes | |
18,000 Cool Jokes | |
Just 99 cents | |
You won’t go broke | |
18,000 Cool Jokes | |
Go to Cramzy | |
Holy smokes | |
Daylight Savings (Redux) | |
Song a Day #: 676 | |
[verse] | |
Amaj Cmin | |
It gets dark so early | |
Bmin Cmin | |
I don’t have time to do | |
All the daytime things | |
That I need to | |
If I were a vampire | |
I’d love this time of year | |
I’d take an evening stroll when the sky got clear | |
Daylight savings makes no sense | |
Give me back those hours | |
I demand recompense | |
Recompense | |
I’m a morning person | |
I never stay up late | |
And when occasionally I do | |
I don’t feel so great | |
So the darkness makes me sleepy | |
And I feel like a party pooper | |
I wish I was like Mario and I could just eat a mushroom and be super | |
Daylight savings makes no sense | |
Give me back those hours | |
I demand recompense | |
Recompense x3 | |
Robin’s Treehouse | |
Song a Day #: 677 | |
[verse] | |
Bbmaj Ebmaj Bbmaj Cmaj | |
The treehouse was built for me and my brother by my dad | |
Cmaj Ebmaj | |
It was the best thing that we ever had | |
It was actually more like a fort | |
Of the sort you might see in a museum | |
Gmin Fmaj | |
Like a sculpture you could play on | |
[chorus] | |
Gmin Ebmaj (Fmaj) | |
And it was open to everyone x2 | |
[verse] | |
With metal bars you climb to get to the second story | |
Which had railing all around | |
Then you could exit the top with a drop down a fireman’s pole | |
Or climbing down a long knotted rope | |
[chorus] | |
And it was open to everyone | |
Yeah it was open to everyone | |
[bridge] | |
Ebmaj Bbmaj | |
And then there were the swings | |
The two hella long swings | |
The whole thing was built on a hill | |
So you could swing out way over the hill | |
Fmaj | |
And jump off the swing | |
Ebmaj | |
High into the air | |
Fmaj Ebmaj | |
Fall into the leaves at t bottom of the hill | |
[chorus] | |
Dmin Ebmaj | |
And it was open to everyone | |
Yeah, it was open to everyone | |
And it was open to everyone, oh | |
[verse] | |
Two years later the neighbors built a treehouse of their own | |
It had carpet and electricity | |
And it was in a real tree | |
But scary so up high off the ground | |
And they were stingy about who could use it | |
And it wasn’t open to everyone | |
No it wasn’t open to everyone | |
The treehouse was built for me and my brother by my dad | |
It was a testament to the love that he had | |
And to his engineering mind | |
Which could find the maximum fun | |
Out of minimum materials | |
{chorus] | |
And it was still as strong on the day that we moved on the day that he built it x2 | |
And it was open to everyone | |
Yeah it was open to everyone | |
It was always open to everyone x2 | |
Everyone | |
Craigslist TV | |
Song a Day $: 678 | |
[verse] | |
Fmaj Cmaj | |
You got the superheroes on the sunset strip | |
Dmin Gmin | |
Trying to get their jobs back | |
Bbmaj Cmaj | |
But they can’t agree on anything | |
Oh they sit around the table arguing | |
You got Charity conducting interviews | |
Looking for a husband | |
She’s not happy with most of the men | |
But one of them she’ll see again | |
[chorus] | |
Fmaj Cmaj | |
On Craigslist TV | |
Gmin Dmin | |
Some might say they’re crazy | |
Bbmaj Cmaj | |
But I say they’re like you and me | |
It’s like potpourri | |
It’s everybody | |
[verse] | |
Well there’s a ninja dude cleaning a pool | |
He’s willing to do anything | |
He sleeps in his car when the day is done | |
But don’t feel bad | |
He lives for fun | |
Got a woman out of trouble paying the rent | |
She wants to rent her couch out | |
She posts and ad and gets replies | |
And she rents it to this guy | |
[chorus] | |
On Craigslist TV | |
Some might say they’re crazy | |
But I say they’re like you and me | |
It’s like potpourri | |
It’s everybody | |
On Craigslist TV | |
The world feels smaller already | |
It’s the digital in reality | |
It’s the whole world | |
It’s everybody | |
[bridge] | |
Fmaj Cmaj | |
Who will win the accordion on Craigslist TV? | |
Dmin Cmaj | |
Will Sandra Bullock ever see the dress on Craigslist TV? | |
Will she form a cover band on Craigslist TV? | |
Will Krista find her missed connection on Craigslist TV? | |
[chorus] | |
On Craigslist TV | |
Some might say they’re crazy | |
But I say they’re like you and me | |
It’s the whole world | |
It’s everybody | |
This Song and Video Ae Essentially About Not Having Enough Tim | |
Song a Day #679 | |
[verse] | |
Emaj | |
Leave it all behind | |
G#7 | |
Every single thought unkind | |
Amaj | |
As this dream starts to unwind | |
C#min F#7 | |
I can feel the sky get closer | |
No more apartment | |
No more car | |
No more worrying where you are | |
As I break down into a star | |
I can feel that it’s not over | |
I haven’t had a day when I could get away | |
All work and no play | |
And now I’m crazy | |
Break down walls and break down doors | |
Land your ship on foreign shores | |
It’s too big now to ignore | |
And it’s too amazing | |
[chorus] | |
Emaj Amaj | |
Everywhere I go | |
C#min B | |
They’re just talking to me, talking to me | |
Everywhere I go | |
They’re just talking to me, talking to me | |
Everywhere I go | |
They’re just talking to me, talking to me | |
Everywhere I go | |
They’re just talking to me, talking to me | |
Too Long, Didn’t Read | |
Song a Day #: 608 | |
Fmaj Bbmaj Cmaj | |
Do you know what time it is? | |
Time for the Too Long Didn’t Read quiz | |
You’ve been reading Urlesque | |
Then come and play | |
Gmin | |
If you get them all wrong | |
Bbmaj Cmaj | |
We’ll send you junk anyway | |
Fmaj | |
Let’s play! | |
Ninjas, Database Security and You | |
Song a Day #: 681 | |
[verse] | |
Fmaj | |
It was dark | |
Dmin | |
And my data seemed unprotected | |
Suddenly some masked ninjas snuck in so unexpected | |
Cmaj Bbmaj | |
They wanted my data with thoughts of impurity | |
But lucky for me I had some security | |
[chorus] | |
Gmin Fmaj Dmin Cmaj | |
Database security is important for everybody | |
Whatever you do | |
Whatever has been | |
Keep your database safe or the ninjas will win | |
[outro] | |
Fmaj Cmaj Gmin Bbmaj | |
Don’t let the ninjas win x3 | |
Keep the database safe | |
Don’t let the ninjas win x3 | |
Keep the database safe | |
People Only Love You If You’ve Got White Teeth | |
Song a Day #: 682 | |
[verse] | |
Fmaj Cmaj Fmaj | |
Look at these people in the woods | |
They’ve got such white teeth | |
Dmin Amin Dmin | |
Their teeth as white as snow | |
I don’t how it could be | |
Oh now, oh now I see | |
They have Macleans here | |
Macleans, Macleans, Macleans, Macleans | |
[chorus] | |
Fmaj Bbmaj Cmaj | |
It’s a toothpaste | |
And a ??? | |
Dmin Amin Fmaj | |
With giardia | |
Take another look | |
Cmaj | |
People only love you if you’ve got white teeth x3 | |
[outro] | |
Fmaj Bbmaj Cmaj | |
Smile, yeah | |
??? with sunlight | |
It’s future ??? | |
Dmin Cmaj | |
You have a snowball fight | |
And they’re hugging and they’re kissing | |
On the snowball fight | |
And their hair comes out of their mouths | |
Fmaj Bbmaj Cmaj | |
??? | |
And they don’t kiss | |
Cuz we leave tracks in the snow | |
Tracks in the snow | |
??? | |
I Don’t Like the TSA | |
Song a Day#: 684 | |
[verse] | |
Fmaj Ebmaj | |
i don't like the TSA Bbmaj Fmaj | |
cause they don't seem to keep me safe | |
They scan me with their x ray | |
then laugh at me when i'm at my gate and if i refuse to show them my penis then they insist on groping me g-g-g-groping me and if i refuse them groping me then they'll treat me like a detainee d-d-detainee | |
[chorus] i don't like the tsa taking off my shoes doesn't keep me safe they scan me with their x ray or they grope me which is no ok | |
[bridge] | |
Gmin Fmaj don't get me wrong Dmin Ebmaj Fmaj | |
this isn't about the agents they're just doing their jobs this is about the policies and companies who are profiting | |
Bbmaj and i question the safety Ebmaj | |
of the bombardment with X-ray Bbmaj | |
maybe the government's tests Fmaj | |
we're quite so accurate they say the dose is .02 | |
microseiverts but how much is Bbmaj Fmaj Bbmaj | |
deposited in the skin | |
[chorus] | |
Zombie Turkey | |
Song A Day #: 685 | |
[verse] | |
Gmin Fmaj Ebmaj Fmaj | |
you went to the supermarket got your turkey wrapped in plastic cooked it in the oven just right should come out fantastic the whole family's coming over you put on your evening gown but creeping up behind you all moist and golden brown Dmaj | |
it's the zombie turkey coming to pay you back | |
[chorus] | |
Gmin Fmaj Ebmaj Fmaj | |
zombie turkey | |
zombie turkey | |
[verse] you run up the stairs into the bathroom lock the door you can hear her boney legs banging on the floor she's coming ever closer now, you look out the window to see an entire neighborhood overrun by zombie turkeys they are zombie turkeys and they're coming to pay you back | |
[chorus] she's banging down the door now it looks like there's no escape you can't outrun her because you're fat and out of shape if only you exercised more, ate less, you'd be thinner what a terrible way to die to be eaten by your dinner by a zombie turkey who has come to pay you back | |
CERN Created and Held Anti Matter | |
Song a Day #:686 | |
[verse] | |
Bbmaj Fmaj6 Gmin Fmaj | |
What’s the matter, anti matter? | |
You don’t want to stay around in our universe | |
We want to hear what you have to say | |
I’ll tell you what’s the matter, anti matter | |
Now they’ve got me trapped | |
They got me a whole tenth of a second | |
I ain’t putting up with this crap | |
[chorus] | |
Bbmaj | |
Anti matter, hey | |
Gmin | |
Anti matter, ho | |
Ebmaj Fmaj | |
Our model of the universe needs you, bro | |
Anti matter, hey | |
Anti matter, ho | |
Our model of the universe needs you, bro | |
[verse] | |
Yo, anti matter | |
Why you leave so quick? | |
The way we keep you here, it’s a pretty neat trick | |
We use magnets, of electro variety | |
Though for some you cause mega anxiety | |
[chorus] | |
Anti matter, hey | |
Anti matter, ho | |
Our model of the universe needs you, bro | |
Anti matter, hey | |
Anti matter, ho | |
Our model of the universe needs you, bro | |
Anti matter, hey | |
Anti matter, ho | |
Our model of the universe needs you, bro | |
Anti matter, hey | |
Anti matter, ho | |
Our model of the universe needs you, bro | |
Willow Palin Facebook Debate | |
Song a Day #: 687 | |
[verse] | |
Dmin Cmaj Bbmaj Amaj | |
Sarah Palin’s Alaska is failing so hard right now | |
You’re running your mouth just to talk shit | |
Dmin Emin Fmaj Gmaj Dmin Amaj Dmin | |
Hahahahaha, the show fails I think, just opinion, but so do other people | |
No you just run your mouth just so you’ll get a reaction | |
You’re just a typical shit talker | |
Talking shit cause you have nothing else going for you | |
Just like you pretended you didn’t know what Dancing with the Stars was | |
Don’t watch it dumb shit | |
And Matt, you’re effin fat as hell | |
Shut the fuck up | |
Man these Palins really don’t like it when you don’t admire them fully | |
Well I’m sorry that people don’t like some programming | |
PS-You’re lucky your show goes by votes, not talent | |
I’m excited to watch it | |
They are a really cute family | |
Haha, what channel is that shit on? | |
Not as fat as Bristol | |
And not dating a dumbass like prick like almond | |
The only program I enjoyed from your family is Nailin Palin | |
It’s on TLC | |
The last channel I’d ever fucking watch in my life | |
Willow, don’t make me count to three | |
Hahahahahah | |
Haha, you’re so gay | |
I have no idea who you are | |
But what I’ve seen pictures of, you’re disgusting | |
My sister had a kid and is still hot | |
And don’t talk shit about Andy | |
Tre shut the fuck up | |
You’re such a faggot | |
Crimes | |
Song a Day #: 688 | |
[verse] | |
Fmaj | |
many crimes Cmaj | |
i have committed Dmin Amin | |
in the name of self defense Bbmaj | |
many times Fmaj | |
i will admit it Cmaj Dmin | |
these crimes they made no sense | |
[chorus] | |
Fmaj i broke the rule of of law Cmaj Dmin | |
and it shattered to a million pieces Fmaj | |
i went to the university and Cmaj Dmin | |
tore up a post doc's finished thesis Cmaj | |
i told lies that sounded truthful Bbmaj | |
ate papaya by the toothful dropped bombs on bomby shelters Dmin | |
just to see what would happen | |
[outro] | |
Amin and it rains Bbmaj | |
oooh, it rains Amin Cmaj | |
i call out your name and it gets lost in the air | |
Girl, You’re in My Heart | |
Song A Day #: 689 | |
[chorus] | |
Fmaj Bbmaj | |
girl, you're in my heart Cmaj | |
rum dum dum a dumma dum Bbmaj A G Fmaj | |
it stops and starts | |
[verse] | |
Gmin Dmin | |
am i weak or am i strong Bbmaj A7 | |
and where do we belong Gmin Dmiin | |
are we just two children Bbmaj Cmaj | |
acting out a fantasy an original sin | |
[chorus] | |
[verse] i've been around the block i've heard the body talk i've rolled the dice and lost i've breathed the rich exhaust | |
[bridge] Gmin | |
nowhere is safe Fmaj | |
let's keep running until the world runs out and space comes gunning Bbmaj A7 | |
for you and gunning for me Dmin Cmaj | |
and the side of the ship is the last thing that we see | |
[chorus] | |
Bill The T Rex | |
Song a Day #: 690 | |
[verse] | |
Dmaj | |
I had a friend named bill F#min | |
he had such tiny little hands Bmin Gmaj Amaj | |
he was violent, he often broke necks | |
but when it came to the internet he didn't understand because bill was a tyranasaurus rex | |
[prechorus] | |
Gmaj he couldn't reach the keyboard Bmin | |
he couldn't reach the mouse Gmaj | |
a brain so small inside of a Amaj | |
a head the size of a house | |
[chorus] | |
Gmaj Amaj Dmaj Bmin | |
yeah bill the tyranasaurus rex has trouble with every day tasks Gmaj Amaj Dmaj Amaj6 Bmin | |
every thing he touches he wrecks Gmaj Amaj (Dmaj Gmaj) 4X | |
it's fine motor skills that he lacks | |
[verse] bill went for a drive through hollywood but he couldn't put his change in the meter when bill cam back to his car the meter maid was there so he decided to eat her [prechorus] | |
he can't open the car door can't open the trunk his tiny little hands have got him in a funk | |
[verse] so bill went out to seek the truth about his existence and what it all means he found a temple he prayed and prayed and god came down with a trampoline he told bill to jump he said look around and bill got so high that he never came down | |
[chorus] | |
Stop Hunting the Unicorns, You Bastard | |
Song a Day #: 691 | |
[verse] | |
Gmaj Dmaj | |
unicorns celebrate christmas everday Cmaj Emin Dmaj | |
and when they poop it smells like kittens Gmaj Dmaj | |
when a unicorn cries Bmin Gmaj | |
it sounds like angels singing Emin Gmaj | |
and unicorns will cure cancer Dmaj Cmaj | |
just as soon as we stop hunting them | |
[chorus[ | |
Gmaj Cmaj stop hunting the unicorns stop hunting the unicorns Dmaj | |
you bastards | |
[verse] a unicorn uses their horn to create love all the love in the world comes from them when a unicorn dies another one is born and that's how the love supply doesn't run out | |
[chorus] stop hunting the unicorns stop hunting the unicorns you bastards | |
[bridge] | |
Emin they got something you want Cmaj | |
but you ain't supposed to have Amin | |
you're doomed to a cursed life Dmaj | |
if you keep going like that stop now and change your ways the unicorns will forgive you'll see the light and be amazed god may let you live | |
[verse] unicorns sprinkle magic dust at night and in the morning the sun comes up unicorns are best friends with the moon and they breathe with the tides when they sneeze flowers bloom | |
[chorus] | |
Cmaj Gmaj stop hunting the unicorns stop hunting the unicorns | |
I Am Just Air Now | |
Song a Day #: 692 | |
[verse] | |
Dmaj Cmaj Gmaj | |
My snuggie got caught in a jet engine set to tour the world | |
I was ground down into my constituent parts my atoms were swept up in the jet stream and taken for a ride my consciousness went with them, my soul and my heart | |
[chorus] | |
Emin Dmin i am just just air now [verse] | |
my snuggie's atoms mixed with mine and then we recombined the radiation from the sun formed us into one as we flew above the blue faster than the speed of sound i sang this song to myself high above the ground [chorus] | |
i am just air now | |
(Cmaj Gmaj Dmaj) | |
[chorus] | |
Thanksgiving with Monsters | |
Song a Day #:693 | |
[verse] | |
Bmaj | |
Up at old count dracula's place Emaj | |
Frankenstien's cutting a rug F#maj | |
Mothra tokin' up a joint G#min C#min F#maj | |
Gozilla's drinking win out of a jug Jaws is filling up on pie the 50 foot woman's drinking a beer the marshmallow man is starting to cry G#min F#maj | |
thanksgiving day is here | |
[chorus] | |
[verse[ john mccain is reading keats out loud to the creature of from the black lagoon voldermort just killed the turkey greyback's howlin' at the moon darth vader is playing rock band wii the krakken is cracking up king kong is singing a song the wicked witch is filling her cup | |
[chorus] | |
E F#maj thanksgiving with monsters G#min F#maj | |
they don't have any friends they only have each other and when thanksgiving ends it's back to what they do best Bmaj G#min post-thanksgiving destruction Emaj F#maj | |
kill, destroy, kill | |
[bridge] | |
G#min | |
at the head of the table sits their fearless leader G#min F#maj | |
the monster they all dread a tiny little man they all call him the TV monster G#min F#maj | |
he's a man with a TV for a head | |
[chorus] | |
Paul, The Photographer Fish | |
Song a Day #: 694 | |
[verse] | |
G#maj C#maj | |
There was a fish named paul And he was very small And he forget everything D#maj | |
That he saw But he wanted to remember from November to November so he started taking pictures A#min D#maj | |
of wonderful things Fmin C#maj D#maj | |
he saw an octopus break dancing he saw an old ghost ship with dead pirates G#maj C#maj A#min D#maj | |
he saw a shark bite through a concrete slab Fmin C#maj D#maj | |
he saw a woman in an oyster with a smile on her face | |
[chorus] | |
[verse[ as the camera clicked he would take the pic and send it home to his grandma she was delighted and she showed them to her neighbor and Paul got into a gallery show a curator from the pacific came a curator from the atlantic came they had a bidding war on pauls photographs and now Paul is a well known photographer | |
[chorus] G#maj C#maj G#maj D#maj | |
paul, the photographer fish [verse] | |
he got rich rich for a fish and he moved into a huge estate he drank polluted water got to know the mayors daughter before long he had a reputation the gallery in the pacific stopped calling the gallery in the atlantic stopped calling paul went back to his grandmothers and he still takes pictures from time to time | |
Cthulu and Zeus Sitting in a Treet | |
Song a Day#: 695 | |
(no chords) | |
Cthulu was knitting a sweater one day | |
And feeding mice to his cat | |
His cat turned into Zeus and said | |
I like it when you pet me like that | |
Zeus and Cthulu got it on and gave birth to a beautiful child | |
It was a wild child | |
It was defiled | |
And this is what it said | |
Daddy, Mommy, I am a monster | |
I eat people | |
I suck them up like a Hoover | |
When I am older I will swallow the universe | |
But until then I live with the curse | |
The curse | |
Cut the Rope Song | |
Song a Day#: 696 | |
[verse] | |
Gmaj Cmaj | |
There’s a little piece of candy swinging on a rope | |
Ebmaj Dmaj | |
And a hungry alien | |
The laws of physics collect the stars | |
Then you do it again | |
Emin Cmaj Emin Dmaj | |
Cut the rope x2 | |
Cmaj Dmaj | |
Once you start you can’t stop | |
Emin | |
So cut the rope | |
Emin Amin B7 | |
La dadi da, cut the rope x3 | |
Masterpiece | |
Song a Day #: 697 | |
[verse] | |
Dmin Gmin | |
'm lined with purple Bbmaj Fmaj | |
and nothing rhymes with purple Bbmaj Fmaj Bbmaj A7 | |
and if i'm not careful i might explode i'm faded around the edges come on trim the hedges santa in his sledges coming down the road | |
[chorus] | |
Dmin A7 masterpiece peace to the master masterpiece Dmin A7 Dmin | |
mitigate my disaster | |
[verse] rooms are for living | |
mistakes for forgiving | |
graves are for digging all the way to china feet are for dancing eyes are for glancing pants are for pantsing without even trying to [chorus] | |
get relief in charming window display masterpiece who are you anyway Bbmaj Cmaj | |
whoa, whoa [verse] | |
the games we are playing hear the sleigh bells slaying what were you saying about christmas cheer? jesus rhymes with purple jesus rhymes so well put him in a van and get him out of here | |
Animals are Weird | |
Song a Day #: 698 | |
[verse] | |
Fmaj Gmin Bbmaj Cmaj | |
The Axolotl reaches sexual maturity without undergoing metamorphosiss The Aye Aye lives in madagascar and is remarkable fearless the star nosed mole can tell if something's food or not in 8 milliseconds Tarsiers are the only known living entirely carnivorous primates | |
[chorus] | |
Dmin | |
Animals are weird | |
Cmaj | |
Animals are weird | |
Bbmaj | |
Animals are weird | |
Amin Bbmaj | |
Animals are weird | |
[verse] The angora rabbit must be monitored closely to prevent wool block which is when their digestive track is clogged with hair Giant isopods have the largest fertilized eggs of all known marine invertebrates Kiwa hirsuta was discovered in '05 was deemed a new genus and is thought to be blind Leafy Sea Dragons have been observed staying in one place for up to 68 hours | |
[chorus] | |
Dancing in the Musical of Life | |
Song a Day #: 699 | |
(No Lyrics) | |
[A section] | |
(Emin C B) 2x | |
Gmaj Dmaj Emin C | |
Emin C B | |
[B section] | |
Emin D | |
Cmaj D | |
[C section] | |
Gmaj | |
Amin Bmin | |
It Sucks to Be a Squib | |
Song a Day #: 700 | |
[chorus] | |
Gmaj | |
It sucks to be a squib Cmaj | |
not magical at all iEmin | |
'm gonna end up just like filch Dmaj | |
Chasing Harry down the hall Emin | |
you would tell any lie Cmaj | |
would stretch any fib Dmaj | |
cause who could ever love Gmaj | |
a low d own dirty squib [verse] | |
Gmaj Amin | |
my parents were magical Emin Cmaj Dmaj | |
and they had such high hopes for me when i turned 11 and no letter came the shame was so great i had to flea Cmaj Dmaj | |
i ran away, didn't know where i was going Emin Dmaj | |
i slept in kings cross heard the train whistle blowing Cmaj | |
and i snuck aboard Bmin Dmaj | |
the hogwarts express | |
[chorus] and it sucked to be a squib not magical at all all the other kids are doing magic in the halls would take a bludger to the face i would skellygrow my ribs if only i could be not just a low down dirty squib | |
[verse] when i got off the train hagrid was there waiting for me my parents had sent an owl ahead they knew just where i was going to be hagrid took me aside and spoke very soft with a gleam in his eye and this is what he said | |
[chorus] it doesn't suck to be a squib for there's chances you can take abilities are nothing it's the choices that we make working on the side of good and he almost cracked a rib as he hugged me and he said i love you little squib | |
New Life New Life | |
Song a Day #:701 | |
Emaj Bmaj | |
little tiny microbes at the bottom of a lake Bmaj Amaj | |
tiny but significant make no mistake arsenic arsenic in their DNA maybe life's more prevalent then we thought yesterday Amaj Bmaj | |
Maybe life's on the moon G#min Amaj | |
Maybe life's on mars Amaj Bmaj | |
Maybe in a vacuum G#min C#min | |
is there life on stars? Emaj E7 | |
the rulebook has been busted Amaj Amin | |
now all bets are off Emaj Bmaj Amaj | |
life everywhere you look aliens that look like a sci fi book life in every nook F#min | |
you can't stop life Bmaj | |
you can't stop life Emaj life is everything | |
The Continuing Adventures of Steve the Hippo | |
Song a Day #: 702 | |
[verse] | |
C#min AMaj | |
Steve got married | |
Emaj Bmaj | |
And had a nice little home in the burbs | |
Though the burden that he carried | |
Was as frightening as it was absurd | |
[chorus] | |
Emaj Bmaj | |
No one knew that he was a hippopotamus | |
Emaj C#min | |
He disguised himself | |
Emaj Bmaj | |
He’d go into work every day fooling a lot of us | |
Amin C#min | |
He disguised himself too well | |
[verse] | |
Steve got promotions | |
Soon he was a CEO | |
The board filed motions | |
He watched his bank account grow | |
[chorus] | |
Emaj Bmaj | |
Steve felt less and less and less autonomous | |
Emaj Bmaj | |
Instincts boiled low | |
Emaj Bmaj | |
To hid the fact that he was a hippopotamus | |
Amaj C#min | |
He started to drink merlot | |
[bridge] | |
G#7 | |
One night drunk at the holiday party | |
Amaj | |
Steve got a little scary | |
Emaj | |
Grey skin, big mouth, and sharp sharp teeth | |
Bmaj Amaj C#min | |
Steve ate his secretary x2 | |
[verse] | |
Steve got fired | |
And he felt the pressure melt away | |
As income was required | |
He started plowing driveways | |
Now Steve doesn’t hide his hippopotamus | |
He’s proud now, by and by | |
Hiding the truth of yourself can be bottomless | |
Steve lets his colors fly x2 | |
Colors fly | |
The Rabbit in the Dark Blue Forest | |
Song a Day #: 703 | |
[verse] | |
Cmaj | |
There's a rabbit in the dark blue forest and she always cuts the grass Her jaw get sore but she ignores it Fmaj Cmaj Gmaj Cmaj | |
For the grass needs cutting alas | |
Cmaj Fmaj wolves in the forest howl Cmaj Gmaj | |
owls in the forest hoot Gmaj | |
but to the rabbit the wolves and owls Fmaj | |
barely constitute | |
Amin but a minor distraction Gmaj | |
because the real action | |
is in the songs that | |
[chorus] | |
Cmaj Dmin | |
the rabbit sings to the blue birds wings Gmaj | |
as the golden rings Fmaj | |
of the sun start setting | |
and the forest blue is part of me and you and the rabbit too Fmaj | |
set course with the heading for the dark blue forest on the way to better better always everything is growing Gmaj | |
of you | |
[verse] there's a rabbit in the dark blue forest and she always gets away from the owls and the wolves with their chorus of come and be our dinner today look inside your heart and tug it you will see a rabbit there under every rock a bug, it's a scary little piece of spare parts for the machine but the real meaning | |
Orbiting Your Earth Like a Satellite | |
Song a Day #: 704 | |
[verse] | |
Gmaj Fmaj Cmaj | |
I am orbiting your earth like a satellite You don't know im here but I'm visible at night Cmaj Dmin | |
I get a little closer with each revolution Fmaj | |
And a restraining order is just a stop gap solution Because i'm on the wind that's blowing outside your door I'm in the light that's glowing from that candle on the floor Im in the water flowing as you draw a bath I'm a hurricane a coming and your the aftermath Dmin Gmaj | |
Hear my satellite beeping Dmin Gmaj Amin | |
As the moon comes creeping overhead As I watch you sleeping My feelings deepen I wish I could be steeped in your bed | |
[chorus] | |
Fmaj Dmin But you don't know that I exist Fmaj Dmin Cmaj | |
And I'm doomed to float around you like this | |
[verse] A man desires love and he hates to be alone | |
He wants to love before his heart has turned to stone Gmaj Amin | |
Elves are dancing and singing in his head Fmaj Cmaj | |
In a fantastic wedding with dwarves baking bread Somewhere there's someone looking in on you He may not look like much but his heart is strong and true Mistakes have been made, paths have diverged And he's ready to talk to you with just a bit more courage | |
[chorus] | |
[verse] | |
Cmaj Gmaj Cmaj Fmaj | |
i was born in a factory i looked around and saw a million others like me Cmaj Gmaj Amin | |
and i knew that this was gonna be my life not a single quality about me that i like | |
and i knew that i would get away Fmaj Gmaj Fmaj Gmaj | |
i knew that i be myself someday i was packed up and shipped with 20 of my brothers pushed up against my ribs from the cold steel rooms i called home to a dark and musty truck crowded but alone i ended up on some brightly lighted shelf and i knew that someday i would be myself some kids came in one day and bought me i was scanned and paid for was 2 dollars thirty before i knew it i was filled up with beer and then i was discarded and filled up with fear people dancing everywhere i was almost crushed someone kicked me out the door and i felt blessed with good luck | |
[chorus] | |
Cmaj Gmaj Fmaj cause then i was struck with lightening Amin Gmaj Fmaj | |
and i grew legs for walking and hands for manipulating and i grew lips for talking | |
Cmaj Amin Gmaj and i went inside and told those kids that life was a precious, precious thing and after they all stopped screaming Cmaj Gmaj Cmaj | |
then we all started dancing! | |
The Guy Who Paints the Lines on the Road | |
Song a Day #: 706 | |
[verse] | |
Dmaj Amaj Gmaj Dmaj | |
I'm the guy who paints the lines on the road Gmaj Dmaj Amaj | |
i try to paint them straight but sometimes i go Gmaj Bmin | |
into a kind of trance i get lost in the repetition Amaj Gmaj Bmin | |
with each line i paint some sin will be forgiven i spent 3 years at an art school in the city but they said painting was dead and that my work was shitty i started to get conceptual until i didn't know what was real i dropped out my senior year and got behind the wheel now if you pass me on the road you may look down on me my work will never show up in your fancy gallery i'll never have an opening with cheese and expensive wine art collectors scoff at my endless rows of lines but every single line has more meaning lying there than all the pieces being created in every art school everywhere every single museum and every gallery show couldn't match the sleeping beauty of my lines upon the road | |
It Could Have Been Neville | |
Song a Day #: 707 | |
[verse] | |
Emin Amin | |
the prophecy wasn't specific Dmaj B7 | |
harry's parents would still be alive if voldemort had wanted it to be neville it would have been his parents that died Amin Gmaj | |
and neville would have the protection of love Cmaj B7 | |
growing up famous with this grandmother and harry would be just a normal boy they would switch roles with on another | |
[chorus] | |
Emin Dmaj Cmaj Dmaj | |
It Could’ve Been Neville 4x | |
[verse] now i'm not saying harry would be neville but neville would be the chosen one neville's name in the goblet of fire as voldemort was trying to get the job done maybe herbology would still be his thing and maybe he'd still be a little awkward but i think he'd have more confidence even if he was still a great big nerd | |
[chorus] | |
[bridge] (same chords as chorus0 one little step in the other direction one little change in voldemort's selection neville woulda had that lightening scar neville would fought in the old graveyard neville could have been best friends with ron could have married ginny coulda destroyed tom riddle's diary in the chamber of secrets there'd be no one else, he would be it | |
[chorus] | |
[Verse] | |
Amaj F#min | |
Brian loves chick flicks and is kind of in love with Katherine Heigel and Christine O’Donnell | |
Emaj Dmaj Amaj | |
And totally, totally can’t dance | |
Lizzie loves shoes and wears crazy high heels | |
Her husband can’t cook and they got a prenup | |
And she smelled a lot of pot while covering the Giants | |
[chorus] | |
Dmaj Amaj Dmaj Emaj | |
On 7Live x4 | |
[verse] | |
Jen’s from Alaska | |
And if you ask her | |
She’ll tell you she’s got a crush on Mark Zuckerberg | |
She says what she thinks | |
She doesn’t censor herself and she’s getting married in May | |
Marielle is obsessed with the royal family | |
But on the other hand, she loves her fast food | |
She loves shoes, she loves ghetto songs | |
And she also loves to say ‘cray cray’ | |
Cray cray | |
[chorus] | |
On 7Live x4 | |
[verse] | |
Fmaj Cmaj | |
Computer space, odyssey, Bushnell, Atari Gmin Bbmaj | |
Coleco, Ralph Baer, Pong becomes a hit Channel F, Chuck E Cheese, Track Ball, Bushnell leaves VCS Cartridges, the 2600 Space invaders, high score, vector graphics, space war lunar lander, asteroids, monoco gp Pac man, intellivision, end of game put three initials Othello, nintendo, hiroshi yamauchi console war, coleco vision, odyssey is back again we can play atari games, different ports of pac man pole position, pitfall, video pinball sword quest, combat, adventure, easter egg tempest, robotron, cenepede, xaxon defender, radar scope, donkey kong, nintendo's hope mario bros. no one knows, shigeru miyamoto ET. Dec. 7, video games are dead | |
[bridge] | |
Gmin Dmin amiga, msx, apple 2, basic Gmin Cmaj | |
zx spectrum, multi user dungeon commodore 64, kings quest, lode runner zork on your floppy drive, macintosh arrives | |
[verse] famicon, gyromite, nes, excitebike robotic operating buddy, light gun, duck hunt super mario debut, clu clue land, wrecking crew master system distant second nintendo into the blue double dragon contra first castlevania metal gear, ninja gained final fantasy begins mega man, metroid, punch out, game boy tetris, kirby, super mario bros. 3 | |
Bmaj Emin | |
Hey, you | |
Yeah, you | |
Amin Gmaj Bmaj Emin | |
Look at me when I’m talking to you | |
Amin Bmaj | |
Do you want to take it outside? | |
Amin Bmaj | |
Call me pink one more time | |
Yeah, you | |
I know about you | |
You come in here | |
You think you know me too | |
Get outta my face | |
Before I get pissed | |
Or watch this hand make a fist | |
Screw you | |
And screw him too | |
I’ll see you in hell or in the zoo | |
I got these eyes | |
I ain’t blind | |
Watch your back or you may wind up dead | |
[verse] | |
Dmaj Amaj Emin Gmaj | |
One fine day I went wandering in the woods that surround my town | |
One scary moment I was stung by a bee | |
So I started humming in the key of D | |
(Bmin Amaj Gmaj F#) | |
[verse] | |
That’s when I saw a unicorn | |
Grazing in a field unawares | |
A pterodactyl made the swoop | |
Just when a bonobo flung her poop | |
[chorus] | |
Dmaj Bmin Amaj Gmaj | |
Nature is beautiful, beautiful and dangerous x4 | |
[verse] | |
Fmaj Dmin | |
mario 2 is not like mario 1 Cmaj Bbmaj | |
it's different it's true but it's just as fun back in the 80s at nintendo japan they though we couldn't handle the real jump man | |
(Amin Cmaj) | |
[chorus] | |
Fmaj A7 so they took doki doki panic Dmin Cmaj | |
and then put mario right in it and changed a few key elements to make it more of a mario game Bbmaj | |
a mushroom here Cmaj | |
a warp zone there Dmin | |
the princess with Cmaj | |
her golden hair | |
[verse] we were just kids we didn't know we thought it was legit mario it wasn't until the snes the real mario 2 put our skills to the test | |
[chorus] | |
lost levels on mario all stars | |
man that game is hard mushrooms fake you out warp zones send you back withholding this game was a very good call we wouldn't have had the princess and | |
[verse] and to this day i don't know which i prefer the real mario 2 or the impostor The nostalgia pull | |
Is strong with both | |
It's hard to decide which one I love most | |
If this story had a moral I guess it'd be | |
We were all pretty gullible in the 80s | |
[verse] | |
Dmaj Fmaj | |
i'm the master of my own design Emaj Bmaj | |
The rain may fall and the wind may whine But further up the ladder I climb rung by slippery rung Until with calloused hands i've reached eyes agog at the milky breach that's patterned after human speech Emaj | |
words heavy when they're sung | |
[prechorus] | |
Amaj go the other way Gmaj | |
just turn around nothing to see here go the other way | |
[chorus] | |
Dmaj Gmaj i can see the color of the sky is changing with the seasons Amaj Dmin | |
i'll never come back down | |
[verse] contained within this bottle blue is enough of me to take over you your memories and all you knew gone with a single sip higher up and higher i rose into places where no man goes one thought within me grows and just escapes my lips I'll never come back down | |
[verse] | |
Cmin | |
the path is slippery Fmaj | |
the road is breaking me i won't always be able to only see Gmin | |
one direction Fmaj | |
one direction at a time with perspective and only two eyes | |
(Amin Gmin) | |
[verse] mis representative | |
tis the season to be giving that with which you cannot live but you don't know what it is look around you all you see is stuff it surrounds you and you've had enough | |
(Fmaj Gmin Amin Gmin Cmaj) | |
[verse] i once taught a man to fish then he granted me one wish but i told him with bitterness i knew not what to do with his wish granting power stronger than a genie his face went sour and he called me a meanie | |
[verse] | |
Bbmaj Gmin | |
fix your gaze up on this beautiful girl Fmaj | |
who is responsible for the power in this world for she is my daughter and i am her father and she's still my little girl | |
[chorus] Amin Emaj | |
building burning dripping down turning Amin Emaj | |
way down, way down, way down | |
[verse] the gauges are glowing the power is flowing and the people turn towards the sky and they fix their gaze up on this beautiful girl who is responsible for the power in this world of goo and deja vu where the only source of light is her take my hand i'm crumbling under weight that's just too great for me and she's still my little girl | |
[verse 1] | |
Cmaj Gmaj Cmaj Amin Gmaj Cmaj Fmaj Gmaj | |
in 1987 american airlines saved $40,000 by removing 1 olive from each salad served in first class Popeye has four nephews and they're names are as follows Pipeye Peepeye Pupeye and then there's poopeye they were in the cartoon but not the comic if you yelled for 8 years 7 months and 6 days you will produce enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee There's a bird in New Zealand called the Kea. It's two feet long and has been known to chew on the rubber strips around car windows | |
[chorus] | |
Cmaj Fmaj Ain't life wonderful? | |
Ain't life grand You've got 29 bones In your hand! | |
[verse 2] | |
Cmaj Amin The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue Gmaj Fmaj | |
An ostrich's eye is bigger than it's brain A pregnant goldfish is called a twit 22 miles an hour can be the speed of rain It's impossible to sneeze with your eyes open There are 336 dimples on a golf ball Clinophobia is the fear of beds Two thirds of the world's eggplant is grown in new jersey | |
[verse 1] until the 19th Century large solid bricks of tea were use as currency by China Tibet and Mongolia money you can consume imagine that The king of hearts is the only king without a mustache on a standard playing card I wonder if his lip gets cold It's illegal to drink beer out of a bucket while you're sitting on the curb in St. Louis It's illegal to chew gum in singapore! A jiffy is an actual unit of time it means 1//100th of a second and the longest known flight of a chicken is 1300 jiffy's | |
[chorus] ain't life wonderful? It's a mad, mad world We're mostly water vinegar dissolves pearls | |
[verse 2] Forest fires move faster uphill than down hill America once issued a 5 cent bill A giraffe can clean it's ear with it's tongue More people use blue tooth brushes than red ones Dolphins sleep with one eye open Porcupines float in water Cat urine glows in blacklight the state of florida's bigger than england The electric chair was invented by a dentist A lightening bolt is hotter than the sun Everyday 20 banks are robbed The first product with a bar code was wrigleys gum | |
(No Lyrics) | |
Fmaj Cmaj Bbmaj Cmaj | |
Dmin Cmaj | |
Dmin Bbmaj Cmaj | |
Dmin | |
Bbmaj Cmaj | |
Bbmaj Cmaj | |
Fmaj Cmaj | |
Bbmaj Dmin | |
Cmaj | |
Gmin Bbmaj | |
[verse] | |
Fmaj Gmaj Cmaj Dmin | |
Rudolph Valentino caused mass hysteria among young women when he died | |
Frank Sinatra was big among the bobby soxers | |
Girls in poodle skirts thought he was bonafide | |
Elvis Presley and James Dean were the real thing | |
But as you know they died premature | |
Paul Anka, Frankie Avalon, and Fabian cultivated images so clean and pure | |
[chorus] | |
Cmaj Fmaj Gmaj | |
Just another teen idol | |
Top of the charts | |
Some last forever | |
Some go before they start | |
[verse] | |
Tommy Sands played an idol then became one | |
Ricky Nelson started on radio prime time | |
Neil Sedaka had two distinct careers | |
Davy Jones is often voted number one teen idol of all time | |
Then came the 70s and things really started to heat up | |
Sean Cassidy, here he is with a beard | |
Leif Garrett was famous once and then he burned out | |
Donny Osmond is a Mormon | |
I think he’s weird | |
[chorus] | |
Just another teen idol | |
Top of the charts | |
Some last forever | |
Some go before they start | |
[bridge] | |
Fmaj Gmaj Amin Gmaj | |
Michael Jackson started as an idol | |
Fmaj Gmaj Cmaj Amin | |
But he transcended that word | |
The Beatles too were shoved in that direction | |
But a kind of metamorphosis occurred | |
Gentlemen, more like boys | |
Who appear to a teen girl because they are sexual but not threatening | |
Not hairy, more like peach fuzz | |
[verse] | |
New Kids on the Block and of course there’s Menudo | |
Backstreet Boys and Nsync | |
The Jonas Brothers | |
The entire Disney channel | |
Oh good lord, I think I need a drink | |
Justin Beiber seems like he’s everywhere | |
Turn on the TV and there’s that kid | |
But one day maybe not that long from now | |
Kids will ask you who he is | |
[chorus] | |
Just another teen idol | |
Top of the charts | |
Some last forever | |
Some go before they start | |
Just another teen idol | |
Top of the charts | |
Some last forever | |
Some go before they start | |
[chorus] | |
Bmaj Emaj F#maj | |
You can get everything you want from E-shopping.com x4 | |
[verse] | |
Bmaj | |
Car seats | |
Back packs | |
Video Games | |
Emaj | |
Power tools | |
Clothing | |
F#maj | |
Printers | |
Cameras | |
Hardware | |
Wet ware | |
Dinnerware | |
Drink ware | |
Routers | |
Books | |
And anything else | |
[chorus] | |
You can get anything you want from E-shopping.com | |
You can get everything you want from E-shopping.com x3 | |
Cmaj Bbmaj | |
It’s been a long, long day of writing songs | |
Cmaj Bbmaj Cmaj | |
I think I’ll write another song | |
Fmaj Bbmaj | |
It’s been a long, long day of writing songs | |
E7 Amin | |
I think I’ll write another song | |
It’s been a long, long day of writing songs | |
I think I’ll write another song | |
It’s been a long, long day of writing songs | |
I think I’ll write another song | |
[verse] | |
Cmaj E7 | |
Christmas is for losers | |
Fmaj Gmaj | |
Santa is a shark | |
Amin E7 | |
Angels never touch me | |
Fmaj Gmaj | |
And winter’s very dark | |
Trees belong in the forest | |
Elves don’t exist | |
The North Pole’s a barren wasteland | |
And Frosty is an existentialist | |
[chorus] | |
Fmaj Gmaj | |
But, Jonathan, yeah Jonathan | |
What about the time we get to spend with our families huddled around the fire? | |
Cmaj E7 Amin D7 | |
You won’t find me at Christmas time shopping for some crap | |
Gmaj | |
I’d rather take a nap | |
For my family’s mine at Christmas time | |
No I don’t need your stuff | |
I already have enough | |
[bridge] | |
Amin | |
I like toys, and shiny new things | |
E7 | |
Just as much as the next guy | |
Fmaj | |
But the joy that tese things bring | |
Gmaj | |
Is like a whisp of clouds in the sky | |
[verse] | |
So Christmas is for pansies | |
Jesus was a Jew | |
Reindeer aren’t our slaves | |
And winter makes me blue | |
Coca cola is dangerous | |
Pagans worship the trees | |
Deck the halls with boughs of crap | |
Santa collects fees | |
[chorus] | |
But Jonathan, yeah Jonathan | |
You can’t sit there and pretend that you don’t love this time of year | |
Yeah, that’s true | |
You won’t find me at Christmas time shopping for some crap | |
I’d rather take a nap | |
For my family’s mine at Christmas time | |
No I don’t need your stuff | |
I already have enough | |
I already have enough stuff | |
[verse] | |
Emaj Bmin Amaj Emaj | |
i woke up from a party and looked in to the mirror and what i saw staring back filled me up with fear i had a treasure map plastered on my forehead i knew not how i got it must have been when i was in bed it seemed to lead me to this tree in a field nearby i walked there with no shoes on because i didn't have any i had lost them at the party anyway when i got to the tree there was a gremlin like creature waiting for me who dare disturbs me the gremlin creature said disturbs you i exclaimed i have this map on my forehead he examined me closely and then took me by the hand he touched a piece of bark and the tree split in half hidden within the tree was a door made out of glass he led me through it and we appeared in a great hall there were fantastic creatures every which way i looked this faerie looking woman came and kissed me on my map at the end of the hall sat a king looking old and wise he told me that the map was just a hoax he said i should probably just turn around and go back now because there wasn't anything in this world for me anyhow no i yelled forcefully which made everyone jump a bit no i said softer i'm happy to have found this place the faerie looking woman was looking kind but sort of sad ok said the king we were afraid you would say that next thing i knew i was in a gladiatorial arena there was big dragon there and an ostrich for me to ride i picked up my sword and hopped aboard and slayed the dragon quick as ice a booming voice came from above and it said very nice the voice was god and god was glad that i had slayed the dragon he rewarded me with anything that my little heart desired to be back in bed i said before the party started but i want to bring the faeire back because i think she's really cool | |
[verse] | |
Bbmaj Fmaj Dmin Ebmaj | |
There's something about this season that's great for misdirection You're thinking about something and suddenly reflection Fmaj Bbmaj | |
what kind of person am i, what kind do i want to be? where do i fit in, what's waiting out there for me Dmin Ebmaj | |
and the christmas songs on the radio don't help and the tinsel lights everywhere you go don't help and the sounds of sleigh bells ringing don't help Dmin Ebmaj Fmaj | |
and hark the angel singing definitely doesn't help | |
[chorus] | |
Bbmaj Fmaj christmas pudding Gmin Ebmaj | |
i'll just eat this christmas pudding I won't overthink it take this egg nog drink it christmas pudding i'll just eat this chirstmas pudding i don't even know you but i will mistletoe you | |
[verse] the end of the year approaches and it's time for reassessing but whether i've grown at all is for anyone to be guessing there's something in the air that makes me want to change it's like a mass delusion, we're all feeling kind of strange and the christmas songs on the radio don't help and buying gifts for everyone you know don't help i just want to take a nap but i don't think that would help cause i'd wake up christmas morning then it's over and it's too late | |
[verse] | |
Gmaj Cmaj | |
there's a doggy on the school bus Gmaj Dmaj | |
playing left and right She's playing catch now with the driver that doggy's out of sight! | |
[bridge] Dmaj | |
What's that doggy's name? Cmaj Gmaj | |
her name is kira mann! what's that doggy's game playing as much as she can! How's that doggy doing she's doing just fine just fine What's she got a brewing Cmaj Dmaj | |
a soup of epic playtime | |
[verse] There's a doggy on the school bus bark bark bark bark bark She's barking and barking now so everyone will play and sing | |
Cmaj Cmaj7 C7 C6 | |
Nobody knows the origins of boxing day Dmaj Gmaj | |
but i don't care it just sits there after christmas before new years Emin | |
let's have a party Bm7 | |
let's stay up late Amin | |
boxing day is time Gmaj | |
confessing to your crimes break out Champagne food to satiate the knives are very sharp someone plays a harp | |
Dmaj Gmaj i know i could look it up but i ain't gunnaaa i'd rather be in the dark than riding on noah's ark | |
Dmaj F#min | |
I’ll do it tomorrow x2 | |
Emaj Dmaj | |
Don’t make me do it today x2 | |
Gmaj Dmaj | |
I was on the way to doing it | |
When I got an email | |
Gmaj Emaj | |
It was from the prime minister | |
Bmin Amaj | |
He was stuck on some detail | |
And he said | |
I’ll do it tomorrow x2 | |
Don’t make me do it today x2 | |
When I sat down to do it | |
Well the doorbell rang | |
It was the Mormons calling | |
I invited them in to do their thing | |
They said | |
We’ll do it tomorrow x2 | |
Don’t make us do it today x2 | |
Amaj | |
Then I heard a loud crack | |
Gmaj | |
And Death himself appeared | |
He had long black robes and bone white skin | |
And a big black beard | |
Emin | |
He said he’d gotten permission | |
Amaj | |
To take me fishing | |
Bmin Amaj | |
In the deep, deep lake of procrastination x2 | |
I’ll do it tomorrow x2 | |
Don’t make me do it today x2 | |
Today | |
[verse] | |
Fmaj Cmaj Gmaj | |
Did you see the porcupine who is going bald? He looks like Lee Harvey Oswald He's married to a chipmunk who's got a loose tooth and she looks kind of like John Wilkes Booth | |
[chorus] | |
Gmaj Cmaj nothing sadder than a bald porcupine Who dresses up in nice clothes all the time Goes to the theatre to watch the ballet Emin | |
And get's assassinated Up there in heaven he's covered in slime But that's how it is there all of the time He walks around naked but with a toupet Emin | |
And no one calls him crazy | |
[verse] I've got a headache and it won't go away I feel like Zach Morris at the end of the day You've got a headache and you feel lousy You're feeling kind of like kelly kapowski | |
[chorus] nothing sadder than a bald porcupine Who can't have nice things cuz he don't have the time who's got two left feet and wants to be dancing on the floor in the round out in the world they call him Moonshine He lives on a commune where they take out your mind they remove all the parts that identify fancy and leave you on the ground | |
[verse] | |
Amin | |
I'm so hungry E7 | |
I haven't eaten for a thousand years Dmin | |
I've cried a thousand blood red tears E7 | |
And i've wished I would die | |
The tears fall and stain my feet Then I faint and hit the cold concrete I wake up and I'm still alive And the days go by | |
[chorus] | |
Amin It's a curse, it's a curse Dmin | |
And it's ten times worse When they carried you out Cmaj E7 | |
In the big black hearse And of course and of course The pale veiled maker Fed you the source but she made a mistake with you | |
[verse] I'm so lonely I haven't loved for a thousand years Shunned by my people with a thousand jeers They just turn me away I've wandered far and I've learned much But all I want is to feel her touch To be reminded of better days When I was okay | |
[verse] | |
I'm ashamed A vampire afraid of blood It's a bad joke in a comedy club It's a movie plot Maybe I should write it down sell the rights and skip town Build a space ship and make a straight shot For some galactic parking lot | |
[verse] | |
Bmin Amaj | |
up in the sky F# Gmaj | |
scraping by and Amaj Gmaj | |
washing away the filth Bmin Amaj | |
my partner fell F# Gmaj Dmaj | |
and i'm 44 stories above the guilt | |
[chorus] | |
Emaj Dmaj ready or not i'm not ready at all Amaj Gmaj | |
i'm not ready to fall | |
[verse] we used to take turns antiseptic it burned my nose and stung my eyes with a bucket of lies he laughed and joked, he was disguised | |
[chorus] ready or not the truth will fall i'm not ready at all | |
[bridge] | |
Amaj F# she was the only woman that i ever loved Gmaj Bmin | |
completely and deeply and he looked me in the eye as we sat above and told me, he told me | |
[verse] i watched him go and the world got slow i unlatched the safety bar i didn't hear him hit but my ears, they split with the sound of the honking cars i picked up a sponge and feeling numb a man playing solitaire i leaned back and i felt myself relax as i drifted through the air | |
[chorus] ready or not i'm not ready at all | |
[verse] | |
Gmsj Gmaj(4) | |
Is that really what I look like? Emin | |
Is that really who I am? Cmaj | |
That's not how I remember Dmaj | |
Me I just know that can't be right Are these my hands I'm seeing Is this body really mine? Where did all this come from? I'm lost in time tonight | |
[chorus] | |
Amin And i'm trying not to freak out Dmaj | |
at how fast each year goes Gmaj Emin | |
But the mirror does not reflect Cmaj Dmaj | |
what my self reflection froze | |
[verse] Are these my steps I'm taking? My feet beat out a score Is that me I see running around? Playing less and working more and more? I remember being terrified I remember laughing hard I've been disconnected But never by this far before | |
[chorus] And i'm trying not to freak out at how fast each year goes But the mirror does not reflect what my self reflection froze | |
[verse] Time passes gently So soft you barely feel A kiss upon your rosy cheek A touch that does reveal a ring One ring stands out alone Two rings join and meet A million rings fade to make A picture of complete living | |
Cmin | |
this is the story of a man named hank Gmin | |
he was born, he had his mother to thank he never ate breakfast cause his mom told him not ta he was a an evil cowboy alien ninja | |
blended kittens for lunch fried puppies for dinner he was an evil boy, a outlaw a sinner he was sick of his mom's rules, like eat with a fork so at the age of 12 he killed her with a spork | |
Gmaj | |
When Hank was 13 he married a man named bill Cmaj Dmaj | |
He was a serial, serial, serial kill er but When hank learned gay marriage was illegal He killed and ate bill so as not to leave a trail Gmaj Cmaj Amin Dmaj | |
Hank, you are so bad | |
Bbmaj Ebmaj Cmin Bbmaj | |
The Family Crest | |
The Family Crest | |
The Family Crest | |
Abmaj | |
is a really great band Gmaj | |
i saw them last night Cmin | |
they gave me chills Bbmaj | |
made my soul ignite, like | |
The Family Crest | |
The Family Crest | |
The Family Crest when they play really loud then they play really soft when the drums go boom it gets me off! | |
The Family Crest | |
The Family Crest | |
The Family Crest they've got great moves and a string quartet each song unfolds a noir vignette like | |
Gmaj "hey i've got soul if you want it still Bbmaj | |
you need more than you're given Ebmaj Cmin G | |
i've got my own now shake down your boots the evening flies from your coop you're feeling i've got my own now | |
Cmin Gmaj | |
The Family Crest | |
The Family Crest | |
The Family Crest | |
D7 | |
They do it just right | |
The Family Crest | |
The Family Crest | |
The Family Crest | |
They do it just right | |
Gmin Fmaj | |
you don't even know what i would do Ebmaj Bbmaj | |
to make you fall in love with me A7 D Cmaj | |
love not like a weight that's bearing down on you i talking 'bout a love for me that's true and a love that's loose and free love not like this dark that i'm peering through | |
Gmin Dmaj Ebmaj Dmaj who are you and who am i Ebmaj | |
and where did you come from Fmaj | |
and why do you love me? you don't even know the dance i do to make you look at me look not with a pair of hungry eyes talking bout a look that is all you a look that really sees look that makes my chest fall and rise who are you and who am i and where did you come from and why do you love me? | |
Bbmaj Fmaj Ebmaj the days alternate between sun and rain Fmaj | |
between sun and rain and so i celebrate my love i wait my love for you to say my name Bbmaj Fmaj | |
and you say it in the morning Gmin Ebmaj | |
and you say it in the evening and you say it again, you say it again | |
you don't even know what i would do to make you fall in love with me love not like a weight that's bearing down on you i talking 'bout a love for me that's true and a love that's loose and free love not like this dark that i'm peering through | |
who are you and who am i and where did you come from and why do you love me? | |
Fmaj | |
some dogs surf and some dogs skate Bbmaj | |
some dogs are used to promote hate Cmaj Bbmaj Fmaj (Ebmaj) | |
some dogs don't do nothing but sit and read some dogs have jobs, some are unemployed some dogs trust some are paranoid a lot of dogs only think about how to breed | |
Amin what a dog feels and what a dog wants Bbmaj | |
it's hard to know for sure | |
Fmaj Bbmaj norman rides his scooter then uploads the video to his computer Gmin Bbmaj | |
then puts it on youtube then goes on letterman because he's norman and he rides his scooter i can't think of many things that are cuter i want to be like norman all hip and free that's the way i always wanted to be | |
norman rides his scooter then uploads the video to his computer then puts it on youtube then goes on letterman | |
[verse] | |
Gmin Fmaj Ebmaj Cmin | |
searing skulking massive hulking beast don't let him in or he will start to feast Bbmaj Gmin | |
on your insecurities he takes just what he please and you're left saying | |
Cmin Bbmaj Abmaj Gmaj | |
jeez what can i do? | |
Abmaj Gmaj it's no use Cmaj | |
trying to hide tell the truth he knows when you lie one touch a look a crutch a book of prayers you can't appease he needs your hopes and cares he grows stronger as you fight as darkness covers light no matter how bright what can you do it's no use trying to hide he's in pursuit until you die | |
Ebmaj Fmaj but if you let go Abmaj Bbmaj | |
if you let go | |
if you let go | |
if you let go | |
Ebmaj Gmin you can throw him Abmaj Bbmaj | |
and change it a word rearrange it disenterstrange it and be a whole person Ebmaj Gmin Abmaj Bbmaj | |
just let go and let go and | |
[Fmaj Gmin] | |
{Dmaj Amin] 3x (Cmaj Dmaj) | |
(No lyrics) | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
inhospitable man oh man i feel old Gmaj | |
jump through waterfall and short form haiku when poetry invites you to fill in spaces | |
Amin so fill it in Fmaj | |
fill it in Gmaj Cmaj | |
and you will begin so fill it in fill it in and you will begin Emaj | |
to make up your own damn songs | |
Amaj Emaj | |
there's so much happening in the world C#min Dmaj | |
and I can't say anything about it Amaj Emaj Dmaj | |
without feeling like an idiot i wish i had something profound or interesting to say but all i'm getting are these words | |
Amaj Emaj Dmaj | |
and this boring melody there's always so much happening in the world that if i wrote something specific i'd lock that song to a place and time which in one sense is pretty cool but in another sense is pretty lame meanwhile people are dying and i sing this boring melody | |
Emaj if i were a better writer or a true freedom fighter or the fluid in a lighter Dmaj | |
i could sing | |
but i'm just me and i sing this boring melody | |
this boring melody just sing what's on your mind and eventually you'll find someday you'll have something to say and you'll be ready to play it you'll be ready to say it even if for now all you got is one long boring melody | |
[verse] | |
Gmaj Dmaj6 Emin Dmaj | |
the fate of the world depends on who you love Cmaj Dmaj Gmaj | |
so you better choose now and defend that choice water flows down and that's enough to sweep away all the other boys | |
[chorus] | |
Dmaj all the other boys Cmaj Gmaj | |
come offering machine guns they destroy anything with feelins' | |
Gmaj Dmaj and it isn't much of a choice Emin Cmaj | |
if you don't speak it with your voice Gmaj Dmaj | |
this heart doesn't beat inside Gmaj | |
all the other boys | |
[verse] a woman sits upon the throne alone an image of sanctity and poise love isn't born so much as it's grown big enough to eclipse all the other boys | |
[chorus] | |
all the other boys come offering machine guns they destroy anything with feelins' | |
and it isn't much of a choice if you don't speak it with your voice this heart don't beat inside all the other boys | |
[verse] you prefer the wilderness at dusk to cities full of zombies and of noise the moon gets closer and you feel the rush tugging you away from all the other boys | |
[chorus] | |
all the other boys come offering machine guns they destroy anything with feelins' | |
and it isn't much of a choice if you don't speak it with your voice this heart don't beat inside all the other boys | |
[verse] | |
Bbmaj Ebmaj | |
out here on the prairie Fmaj Gmin | |
i have been so lonely Bbmaj Fmaj | |
my husband disappeared Ebmaj Fmaj Cmaj | |
15 years ago Ebmaj Fmaj | |
when you're an armadillo Cmaj Ebmaj | |
it's a hard pill to swallow Bbmaj Gmin | |
and one day i heard, "hello" Ebmaj Fmaj Gmin | |
and i looked around Ebmaj Fmaj Bbmaj | |
and i heard, "no you gotta look down" he looked just like my husband but he was very tiny the desert sun was shining his back was kind of shiny but when he spoke again i knew that he was not my husband i ask him what his name was and his friends joined him to sing and his friends joined him to sing | |
[chorus] | |
Bbmaj they said we're armadillidiidae Ebmaj | |
armadillidiidae Bbmaj Fmaj | |
armadillidiidae Bbmaj | |
better known colloquially Ebmaj | |
as pill bugs, pill bugs Bbmaj Fmaj | |
armadillidiidae Gmin Ebmaj Fmaj | |
and we're sorry about your husband but sometimes it helps to sing | |
we're armadillidiidae armadillidiidae armadillidiidae better known colloquially as pill bugs, pill bugs armadillidiidae | |
[verse] | |
D C Bbmaj C | |
for years and years and years i've done my duty and far be it from me to complain Fmaj Cmaj Bbmaj C | |
but again and again and again princess is kidnapped D C Bbmaj Amaj | |
and every single time i take the blame | |
Dmin Bbmaj i'm fed up with your incompetence Fmaj Cmaj | |
and how you take it out on me if you would just kill him instead of showing mercy | |
[chorus] | |
Fmaj he's a monster Cmaj | |
and you let him get away Dmin | |
she's kidnapped again Bbmaj | |
and somehow it's my fault i'm just a toadstool you are the hero do your job | |
[Fmaj Amin Bbmaj] | |
[verse] If i were big and strong i would protect her as it is i do all that i can i sit and watch you fumble through the levels she's in another castle you stupid man i dream of the day when i will be free when I'll get out of here marry toadette start a family little sopres flying everywhere | |
[chorus] | |
he's a monster and you let him get away she's kidnapped again and somehow it's my fault i'm just a toadstool you are the hero do your job | |
Emin | |
from every angle bearing C | |
squeezing and oh it's scary B | |
not just ordinary D | |
everyday trouble off of a mountain falling freely to see appalling space in between the sorry state of the union | |
[E B C] | |
Gmaj D i'm lost when i can't find a reason Emin | |
the corner of my brain Cmaj | |
taunting and teasin' | |
B E | |
It’s not there, it’s not fair | |
Gmaj Dmaj Emin Cmin B | |
I know what going do next year | |
Gmaj Fmaj Cmaj | |
we're all just monkeys Gmaj Amin | |
who learned to dance who unlocked singing who discovered pants | |
Emin Cmaj Amin Dmaj years of evolution as we learned to see death is coming for us and this isn't our party | |
Gmaj let's embrace the monkey Cmaj | |
that lives inside us all Gmaj | |
let’s embrace the monkey | |
Dmin | |
however big or small | |
let’s embrace the monkey let off some steam | |
let’s embrace the monkey a flurry of furry dreams we're all just monkeys whose ancestors lived with better tools who learned to forgive one thousand religions all claim the final truth we're all just monkeys look around you for proof | |
Cmaj Amin | |
i live in the internet Gmaj Fmaj | |
where it never rains where the wild run free making fantastic claims Amin | |
a puddle of wires E7 | |
a tangle of tubes Fmaj Gmaj | |
a networked salad of verbal abuse i live in the internet Fmaj Gmaj Cmaj | |
and it's a rockin' good time i live in the internet and i live for cheap i never get hungry and i never have to sleep a pile of leaves blown by the wind democracy in a den of sin i live in the internet and i'm never alone | |
Amin where have all the good men gone E7 | |
gone to the ether everyone Fmaj | |
when will they ever learn Gmaj | |
when will they ever learn? i live in the internet it smells like mud solid state or moving parts information blood a cloud of words in a sea of me identity or anonymity i live in the internet | |
and it’s now or never | |
I live in the internet and i'll never leave | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
Lizzie Cuevas | |
Cmaj Gmaj | |
Happy Birthday | |
Cmaj Fmaj Amin Gmaj | |
Let us help you celebrate it the right way | |
Like it rockin’ | |
Playing video games | |
And let me know if I mispronounce your name | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
Happy Birthday | |
Cmaj Gmaj | |
Lizzie Cuevas | |
Happy Birthday | |
Lizzie Cuevas | |
Happy Birthday | |
Lizzie Cuevas | |
E7 Amin | |
Someday you’ll marry masterchief | |
Fmaj Gmaj | |
I know this to be true | |
And sail around the glowing stars | |
Just so true a view | |
And on the game’s radar | |
Well, a wild thing occurs | |
It’s orbit flowers sent by a secret admirer | |
So Happy Birthday | |
Lizzie Cuevas | |
Happy Birthday | |
Lizzie Cuevas | |
Happy Birthday | |
Lizzie Cuevas | |
Happy Birthday | |
Emaj | |
i'm just a shy guy Dmaj | |
a guy that's really shy and i don't know why i just want to run and hide lions and tigers and bears oh my no spotlight shining down upon my life and i don't know why i just want to sit and cry i'm just a guy that's really shy shy shy shy shy guy guy guy guy | |
shy shy shy shy guy guy guy guy | |
shy shy shy shy guy guy guy guy | |
shy shy shy shy guy guy guy guy | |
Amaj Dmaj Emaj | |
Keep my soul like a rhinestone ring | |
Amaj F#min | |
You wear it everywhere you go | |
Dmaj Emaj Amaj | |
But it don’t mean a thing to you | |
You treat my heart like an old guitar | |
You play it every single night | |
But you play too hard for me | |
Dmaj Amaj | |
I was sitting by the ocean | |
F#min Emaj | |
Wishing for a long time ago | |
When we’d lay in bed for hours | |
B7 Emaj | |
Tuning out the world and laying low | |
Amaj Emaj | |
Baby, please forgive me | |
C#min Dmaj | |
If I can stay too long | |
Cus the time I was glad you found me | |
i was so lost and alone | |
F#min Emaj Amaj | |
lost and alone | |
[F#min Emaj F#min Bmin] | |
you can only take so much from me | |
before I start to break | |
but it’s gonna be alright | |
cus I love you | |
and that’s okay | |
I haven’t got the time to waste | |
To sit and wait for you | |
Now I’m sitting by the ocean | |
Feeling insignificant and small | |
Gassed up and it’s double parked | |
But time is slowing to a crawl | |
Baby, please forgive me | |
If I can stay too long | |
Cus the time I was glad you found me | |
i was so lost and alone | |
lost and alone | |
Amin | |
Hey Ivory! Yeah Jonathan? You're Vegan, right? Yes, that's right, I am! Can I ask you some questions, then? Sure, Mann, of course you can! Are you ready for the questions, then? What are you waiting for? | |
Dmin Amin Where do you get your protein, protein, protein E7 Amin | |
Only meat has protein so where do you get your protein Actually lots of things have protein: Beans have protein Greens have protein, fruits and nuts have protein, | |
Gmaj Fmaj | |
grains and seeds have protein and here's the thing that's so obscene: We don't need so much protein Most people eat more than they need | |
Well, I never knew that before | |
It’s true Where do you get your calcium? Only milk has calcium Healthy bones from cow's milk, calcium, I drink it, yum Lots of plants have calcium, and lots and lots of calcium And cholesterol, well they have none of the fat found in milk | |
Gmaj Amin | |
Calcium, no fat? No fat. | |
Greens give me calcium? Lots of calcium | |
What about our ancestors? Didn't they eat meat? If I wasn't supposed to eat it, then why do I have these teeth? Do your teeth look like a carnivores? All sharp and pointy, like? No you gotta cook your meat over a roaring fire light! Furthermore, all carnivores act on instinct But humans make choices, they consider and they think If humans of old ate meat It was a choice not a necessity If everyone were vegan, what about all the cows and all the gajillion chickens living on farms now? If everyone turned vegan it wouldn't happen over night and demand would just decline and so would the supply. Isn't vegan food just bland and gross? No! It's yummier than most! You care about animals more, you do! I care about animals, people too! Aren't vegan men weak and girly? I find vegan men quite sexy! B12, so there, haha! B12's from bacteria! Where do you get your protein? Plants! Where do you get calcium? Plants! Where do you get your iron? Plants! Where do you get your zinc? Plants! Where do you get your protein? Plants! Where do you get calcium? Plants! Where do you get your iron? Plants! Where do you get your zinc? Plants! | |
Hey Ivory! Yeah Jonathan? I think I get it now. | |
You do? Yeah, it's all about plants. Yep, that's pretty much it. OK, cool, glad we cleared it up! Me too! Let's have a snack! OK. | |
Gmaj Cmaj Dmaj Cmaj G6 | |
I'm sorry if i make too much noise i just get excited when i'm making a song Emin Cmaj | |
and i hear drums in my head going boom boom and i hear piano too going ding ding ding Amin Dmaj | |
and i want to make it real | |
Gmaj Cmaj Gmaj and i love this space and coming here every day writing another song and writing another song Amin | |
the acoustics are great Emin | |
but they permeate Cmaj Gmaj | |
and so i''m sorry if I make too much noise | |
Gmaj Cmaj Dmaj Cmaj G6 | |
I’m sorry | |
I’m sorry | |
I’m sorry | |
I’m sorry | |
Amin i know that you got work Emaj | |
that you got to do Cmaj | |
and my noise making Dmaj | |
is annoying you and i'm sorry | |
I really am sorry | |
I’m sorry | |
I really am sorry | |
Cmaj Amin Fmaj Gmaj | |
the rain is relentless and the country’s at war again though we were in two before it's easy to forget when you're so far away Cmaj Gmaj Cmaj | |
from the bombs that are falling over there the rain keeps falling and i can't get dry and the bombs are falling down from the sky and my stomach hurts and i barely think about the bombs that are falling over there | |
Fmaj Cmaj the bombs that are falling over there Gmaj Amin | |
when i think about it i do care Fmaj Gmaj | |
i try to stay informed and i know that i'm against it Amin Gmaj Fmaj | |
but then i go outside and the rain is relentless the rain won't quit, i got stuff to do i didn't get enough sleep and so i'm tired to boot man my problems seem so small next to the bombs that are falling over there | |
the bombs that are falling over there when i think about it i do care i try to stay informed and i know that i'm against it but then i go outside and the rain is relentless The rain is relentless | |
the rain is relentless | |
the rain is relentless | |
the rain is relentless | |
The bombs keep falling over there | |
Cmaj Fmaj Gmaj | |
I have a really bad stomach ache | |
And I have a really bad stomach ache | |
I have a really bad stomach ache | |
And I have a really bad stomach ache | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
when I'm old because I don't feel so good Amin Gmaj | |
when the cold rain falls and washes away Dmin Fmaj | |
all the grease and pain you got under the hood Amin Dmaj | |
you turn off the car and lay low for a day Fmaj | |
or two when the frequency is a soft low hum and it's in your mind, it’s always a part of the rhythm you feel a drum drum drum in the deep dark red of your beating heart | |
Amin E7 that's when you know that you've come to the right place Fmaj Gmaj | |
that's when you know you haven't been misinformed that's when you know that you're going the right way two feet on the ground and your head in the storm when the dark comes creeping and you can't sleep when the girl who's sleeping is a secret you keep when the world's left guessing and you're not gonna tell you saw her undressing and your heart swelled when on the steps of Capitol you plead your case to men not worth the wind in your lungs when they butter you up and then spit in your face what will it take to get your song sung | |
that's when you know that you've come to the right place that's when you know you haven't been misinformed that's when you know that you're going the right way two feet on the ground and your head in the storm | |
Dmaj Bmin | |
Jeanmarie Genout Dmaj Amaj | |
you live within a stones throw of a mighty row Gmaj Amaj | |
of night clubs, oh | |
F#min didn't you know Bmin | |
that this apartment you found Amaj | |
was near all of this F#7 | |
and that night clubs are loud jeanmarie genout is your heart made of sour kraut? your sensitive ears fill us all up with fear like Ebeneezer Grinch you're a mean 'ol committee you want to squeeze and to pinch all the fun out of this city | |
Dmaj Amaj but if you don't like noise F#min Gmaj | |
you shouldn't have moved Dmaj Amaj Gmaj | |
to a neighborhood full of night clubs the night clubs where there you got the whole city to choose from Dmaj Amaj | |
i don't think you picked the right place Gmaj | |
For your taste, jeanmarie now listen: Emin Bmin | |
I know that when i'm trying to sleep Amaj Gmaj | |
and when i got things to do in the morning a noisy neighbor can bother me and boy it can be annoying | |
F#min but if the reports are true Bmin | |
you make nightly calls Amaj Gmaj | |
this just borders on nuts you live next to a bunch of night clubs jeanmarie you live next to a bunch of night clubs, okay? So, yeah. jeanmarie jenout these clubs don't noise pollute in every dispute they've passed every test i'm sure you're a nice lady so i think it would behoove you to start looking around so you can pack up and move | |
(I think it might be that time) | |
if you don't like noise you shouldn't have moved to a neighborhood full of night clubs the night clubs where there you got the whole city to choose from i don't think you picked the right place Jeanmarie, | |
for your tastes | |
Jeanmarie | |
jeanmarie Genout | |
Emaj G#min Amaj Bmaj | |
She had sex with her husband in an MRI machine Emaj Bmaj Amaj Bmaj | |
in the name of science she learned about cadavers as crash test dummies in the name of science | |
Emaj mary roach Amaj | |
has a unique approach F#min | |
to science reporting C#min | |
it's never cold or boring Amaj Bmaj | |
always funny and curious she'll tell you ten things about orgasms that you didn't know in the name of science she studied court cases involving ghosts in the name of science | |
Mary Roach | |
has a unique approach to science reporting it's never cold or boring always funny and curious | |
Emaj C#min have you read her books? they're hilarious Amaj Bmaj | |
easy to read and informative C#min Amaj | |
from penis implants to the size of the clitoris Bmaj | |
she covers lots of stuff that you're interested in when you read her books you will find yourself recounting to your friends the stories she tells from sex in space to attempts to find the soul she covers lots of stuff you won't find anywhere else women who orgasm no external stimuli in the name of science beating heart cadavers being buried alive | |
in the name of science | |
Mary Roach | |
has a unique approach to science reporting it's never cold or boring she's always funny and curious | |
oh yeah, Mary Roach | |
Well, let it be known let the story be told | |
Iggy was a friend of mine | |
Little white rat with a heart of gold | |
Iggy was a friend of mine | |
Well, his eyes were red and his fur was white | |
Iggy was a friend of mine | |
He loved to eat dates and he would never bite | |
Iggy was a friend of mine | |
Iggy was a friend of mine | |
Iggy was a friend of mine | |
I know we’ll meet up somewhere down the line | |
Iggy was a friend of mine | |
One time we thought that he ran away | |
Iggy was a friend of mine | |
But he came back and he was back to stay | |
Iggy was a friend of mine | |
I don’t know where he came from, don’t know where he was born | |
Iggy was a friend of mine | |
But he died happy, safe and warm | |
Iggy was a friend of mine | |
Iggy was a friend of mine | |
Iggy was a friend of mine | |
I know we’ll meet up somewhere down the line | |
Iggy was a friend of mine | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
The flexible tissue found in the interior of bones | |
Gmaj | |
Constitutes 4% of the total bodyweight of humans | |
It’s a vital part of the lymphatic system | |
And in large bones it produces new blood cells | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
Bone marrow | |
Bone marrow | |
Dmin Amin | |
It’s extremely important the your bone marrow is healthy | |
Fmaj Gmaj | |
But sometimes things can go wrong | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
And if they go wrong, then you need a transplant | |
Amin Gmaj | |
But first you gotta find a match | |
And sometimes that can be difficult | |
And that’s where the point of the song is at | |
Cmaj | |
Join the bone marrow registry | |
Fmaj | |
It’s simple, quick and easy | |
Amin | |
All the gotta do is swab at you | |
Gmaj | |
And you could save a life | |
And if you’re ever a match | |
They’ll give you barely a scratch | |
And just like that you’ll be saving a life | |
Bone marrow | |
Bone marrow | |
Bone marrow | |
Bone marrow | |
Dmaj Gmaj Amaj | |
they say money is the root of all evil Gmaj Amaj | |
and i often think i believe 'em Dmaj Bmin Amaj | |
cause money tends bring me down creativity is the opposite of money but they're often intertwining it's a fact you can't avoid | |
Gmaj Amaj Dmaj Michelangelo had the pope Bmin Amaj Gmaj | |
Michael Jackson he had Sony Bmin Gmaj Amaj | |
Religions and multinational corporations But the rest of us have each other To support and to rely on To bring to fruition what we're undertaking | |
Dmaj kick kick kick Gmaj Amaj Dmaj | |
come on do the kickstarter let's stretch and make and kick harder Bmin Amaj Dmaj | |
let the creativity free kick kick kick let's all do the kickstarter let's create and kick smarter i'll kick you and you’ll kick me | |
i'll kick you and you’ll kick me | |
i'll kick you and you’ll kick me | |
Dmaj Gmaj Amaj | |
Kick it one time | |
Kick it two times | |
It’s a kick in the pants | |
Let’s play kick the can | |
And ain’t that a kick in the head | |
Jesus cast the money people out of the temple because he saw their work as evil he called them a den of thieves if i could rid the world of money wave a wand of collaboration i would do it in a heartbeat leonardo had ludovico lady gaga she’s got interscope rich people and multinational corporations But the rest of us have each other To support and to rely on To bring to fruition what we're undertaking kick kick kick come on do thekickstarter let's stretch and make and kick harder let the creativity free kick kick kick let's all do the kickstarter let's create and kick smarter i'll kick you and you can kick me kick it one time kick it two times it's a kick in the pants let's play kick the can | |
I’ll kick you and you’ll kick me | |
Cmaj Gmaj | |
Nobody expects | |
Amin Fmaj | |
Alanis Morissette and a Tyrannosarus Rex | |
wearing x-ray specs | |
chains around their necks | |
they’ve come to pay respects | |
to the dead brontosaurus and his bodyfriend Boris | |
They will sing in the chorus | |
And now’s here’s the chorus | |
Amin Gmaj | |
Alanis Morissette ,Tyrannosarus Rex | |
Fmaj Amin | |
Alanis Morissette ,Tyrannosarus Rex | |
Alanis Morissette ,Tyrannosarus Rex | |
Alanis Morissette ,Tyrannosarus Rex | |
If I had to make a bet on Alanis Morissette | |
Or a Tyrannosaurus Rex, I bet that she would wreck | |
With baller wizard tech | |
She’s send him straight to heck | |
Where all the writhing masses would take his x-ray glasses | |
And dip them in molasses and feed them to the devil | |
Alanis Morissette ,Tyrannosarus Rex | |
Alanis Morissette ,Tyrannosarus Rex | |
Alanis Morissette ,Tyrannosarus Rex | |
Alanis Morissette ,Tyrannosarus Rex | |
Fmaj Dmin | |
i was on my way Fmaj Cmaj | |
but i was over taken Bbmaj Cmaj | |
by faceless strangers a band of angels Dmin Cmaj Bbmaj | |
who carried me they touched me with their hands i fell i could not stand they picked me up when i was no one they carried me away | |
Dmin Cmaj i thought i was awake i thought i was asleep Bbmaj | |
the hand knew how to take Cmaj | |
the hands knew how to keep i was on the road when my heart exploded faceless strangers a band of angels carried me away | |
Bbmaj Ebmaj | |
Put your best geek on | |
Grab your cape and grab your wand | |
Gmin Fmaj | |
Pretend you’re from Nicon | |
Ebmaj | |
You’re awesome | |
Fmaj | |
We’re going to Wondercon, we’re going to Wondercon | |
You were born this way | |
You were born to nerd | |
This is your field day | |
You will nerd out undeterred | |
You’re a strange bird | |
You’re going to Wondercon, you’re going to Wondercon | |
Bbmaj Ebmaj | |
We are going, we are going there | |
Going to Wondercon | |
Gmin Fmaj | |
Nerds of every shape and size | |
Nerds of every stripe and kind | |
Ebmaj | |
They’re all here | |
Dmin Fmaj | |
Letting it all hang out | |
Now it’s cool to be a nerd | |
But not in the way that we are | |
They still think that we’re absurd | |
They still think that we’re bizarre | |
They’re right | |
We’re going to Wondercon, we’re going to Wondercon | |
We’re going to Wondercon, we’re going to Wondercon | |
Bbmaj Gmin Fmaj Ebmaj | |
Once upon a time there was a sun, there was a moon | |
And then the sun it disappeared one afternoon | |
The moon decided it was her turn to rule the sky | |
And so she took her place above us, the people wiped their eyes | |
Moon, oh moon you’re the ruler of the night | |
And even in the day, in my heart you are still bright | |
Moon, oh moon I pine, I long and I hope | |
I want to reach and hold you with a ladder made of rope | |
The stars, they didn’t know where they should belong | |
With the sun and his fleeting glory or the night so long | |
The darkness said, “I need you to cut through me, to cut through me” | |
The light said, “I’m too bright and you don’t belong where I be” | |
Moon, oh moon you’re the ruler of the night | |
And even in the day, in my heart you are still bright | |
Moon, oh moon I pine, I long and I hope | |
I want to reach and hold you with a ladder made of rope | |
With a ladder made of rope, with a ladder made of rope | |
Fmaj Dmin Fmaj Dmin | |
Who will remain When the night turns to dawn | |
Gmin Cmaj Gmin Cmaj | |
Who will remain who will sing your songs, Tell me now, | |
who will remain still knows how to dance | |
Gmin Cmaj Dmin Gmin Cmaj | |
Who will remain, but the woulds shouldn’t and can’t | |
Fmaj Dmin Gmin Cmaj | |
I’m standing on the precipice, whispering to myself | |
Dmin Bbmaj Cmaj | |
Halfway between heaven and the void | |
All the girls that I never kissed, come back to me now | |
As bridges that I built and then destroyed | |
But who will remain when the night turns to dawn | |
Who will remain who will sing your songs, | |
Who will remain, still knows how to dance | |
Who will remain, but the won’ts shouldn’t and can’t | |
One thousand screaming architects, the whole world is on fire | |
Wont someone come and take away their guns? | |
There’s no loyalty that love protects when the riot is your choir | |
No religion that doesn’t melt beneath the sun | |
Who will remain When the night turns to dawn | |
Who will remain who will sing your songs, Tell me, | |
who will remain still knows how to dance | |
Who will remain, but the wont’s shouldn’t and can’t | |
Amin Dmin Fmaj Emaj | |
I wake up in the woods, I don’t know where I am | |
Amin Dmin Cmaj Emaj | |
The feeling is familiar, like I’ve been here before | |
I take a step and then another and.. | |
The forest presses closer into a silent roar | |
Dmin Cmaj Fmaj Amin Gmaj | |
Don’t know who I was yesterday, or who I’ll be tomorrow | |
But something has happened here that fills the air with sorrow | |
I’m in limbo | |
I will die a million deaths oh so gruesomely | |
To solve the mystery that this world contains | |
As this woods gives way and fades to factories | |
I hear the rhythm of this world and It starts to rain | |
Don’t know who I was yesterday, or who I’ll be tomorrow | |
But something has happened here that fills the air with sorrow | |
I’m in limbo and I don’t know how I got here, how to get out | |
Hello, hello, I’m in limbo, is there anybody out there? | |
I’m in limbo and I don’t know how I got here, how to get out | |
Hello, hello, I’m in limbo, is there anybody out there? | |
Don’t know who I was yesterday, or who I’ll be tomorrow | |
But something has happened here that fills the air with sorrow | |
I’m in limbo | |
Fmaj Dmin Fmaj Dmaj Cmaj Bbmaj Fmaj | |
I’ve got to find my other mind, don’t know where I put the thing | |
I left it in the hallway on the second floor beneath the model of a dragon’s wing | |
Fmaj Gmin | |
Loot doot doo doo doot doo | |
Amin Cmaj | |
Loot doot doo doot doo | |
Loot doot doo doo doot doo | |
Loot doodan doo doot doo | |
Walking weird with a perfect beard | |
I’m a purebred and a mutt | |
She makes me sweat like Boba Fett flying back to Jabba’s hut | |
Loot doot doo doo doot doo | |
Loot doot doo doot doo | |
Loot doot doo doo doot doo | |
Loot doodan doo doot doo | |
Park the van by the alley tin can in the order of the Phoenix flat | |
Who told you that the riders in the dawn were gonna startle me and look like that | |
Loot doot doo doo doot doo | |
Loot doot doo doot doo | |
Loot doot doo doo doot doo | |
Loot doodan doo doot doo | |
Cmaj this place is crowded Gmaj | |
i need a break Amin Fmaj | |
give me time to think and a solitary place the lines are getting longer it's clear i don't belong you're the empire state and i'm king kong | |
Dmin Amin take me i'm yours tonight Dmin Gmaj | |
i won't say a word won't put up a fight just let me melt into the dark bury me naked in the yard | |
Cmaj Gmaj this town ain't big enough Amin Fmaj | |
this town ain't strong enough this town ain't hard enough but i can't break free in the morning i am all ablaze with hot ideas and cold x rays in the night i'm a floppy mess i'm the beating heart that's in my chest just leave me all alone there's misconceptions i have to own look away before i turn to salt i won't be anybody's fault this town ain't big enough this town ain't strong enough this town ain't hard enough but i can't break free everybody thinks that they know it all from the golden gate to the great china wall i know enough to know i don't the rain falls and the thunder groans i'm just an insect who fell in love with you warm nights and a glowing face and running out of space action's worth a million words words are air until something occurs when i look up too the sky i watch the days go flying by | |
Amaj Emaj | |
Erin Lyman where did the magician go | |
F#min Dmaj | |
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know | |
Amaj Emaj Dmaj | |
Off to wherever retired mascots go | |
But if he were he I bet he’d say | |
“happy birthday, Erin” | |
and then he’d chuckle “hahahahaha” | |
F#min Dmaj | |
you’ve got a beautiful voice, you play the accordion | |
Emaj | |
and you wrote me a birthday song with your boyfriend band Marison | |
Amaj Dmaj Emaj Amaj | |
happy birthday, Erin yours is the day after mine | |
F#min Dmaj Amaj Emaj | |
we grew up a few miles apart and also separated by time | |
and then through the magic of the internet and through the smallness of the world, oh yeah | |
Dmaj Emaj Dmaj Emaj | |
your boyfriend joined my band and you became my friend | |
so happy birthday, Erin, happy birthday | |
Dmaj Amaj Emaj | |
happy birthday, Erin Lyman | |
happy birthday, Erin Lyman | |
happy birthday, Erin Lyman | |
happy birthday, Erin Lyman | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
Just some cars and then a car hits another car | |
Cmaj Gmaj | |
And then this car goes and look at how the cars all smash into each other | |
There’s this road and then a train comes and it knocks the car over | |
A big blind turn, look out you’re going to go off into the dirt | |
Look out there’s a train comin, oh don’t get stuck on the tracks | |
It’s a 4-way intersection, why you gonna go and drive like that? | |
Why you gonna go and drive like that? | |
Why you gonna go and drive like that? | |
It’s a roundabout, look out look out roundabout | |
Roundabout, big pile up on the freeway no | |
Trains, trains are comin and they’re gonna knock you over | |
Change of scenery | |
Now we’re on the farm, cars going by | |
You stop by the side of the road | |
To admire the scenery | |
Sitting there’s danger and the thoughts travel to your feet | |
And the danger, it takes a while for the thoughts to travel to your feet | |
And for you to hit the brake, it takes a while | |
It takes a while for the danger to relate to your feet | |
Look how long it takes, look how long it takes so | |
Fmaj Cmaj | |
look out when you’re drivin, look out when you’re drivin | |
look out when you’re drivin, look out when you’re drivin look out | |
see how long it takes for you to stop, look out when you’re drivin look out | |
see how long it takes for you to stop, look out, when you’re drivin, look out | |
Fmin Ebmaj Dbmaj Cmaj | |
I’m a diabetes time bomb because I love to eat sweets | |
I wish that I could stop on, but I’m addicted | |
Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh | |
Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh | |
Cookies and cakes and pies and pastries | |
Why did we invent things so tasty | |
I’m like the rat that just keeps pushing the button | |
Til I die | |
I’m a diabetes time bomb | |
Tick, tick tick tick tick | |
My palate goes number while my stomach gets thick | |
Emaj G#min C#min Amaj Bmaj | |
in the middle of the bailout freakout giveaway among the banks and so called failed institutions sat the wife of the chairman of morgan stanley and the widow of a morgan stanley president for reasons known only to un elected "officials" making decisions unencumbered by laws or by conscience these two wall street wives who are rich beyond measure were given 220 million of tax payer dollars | |
Amaj G#min Susan Karches and Christy Mack F#min G#min | |
Are you ever gonna pay us back? You are rich beyond our wildest dreams Bmaj | |
Yet the fed lent you money in our names | |
Emaj Dmaj It's the greatest heist in history Amaj Emaj | |
these two rich women who have more money Than everyone I know and they're families combined And her husband who's the chairman of morgan stanely got 2 trillion for bringing the country to it's knees could they possibly see that objectively it's wrong? | |
Amaj Dmaj7 Emaj | |
Fruit bat Fred was taken in by the vampire bats when he was just a little baby bat | |
Amaj Emaj | |
And all the other bats made fun of him | |
But fruit bad Fred only liked to eat fruit, fruit, fruit | |
All the other bats ate meat that wasn’t dead | |
So they thought he was a very strange brut | |
Dmaj Amaj | |
One day, fruit bad Fred ran away | |
And he met a wizard sitting on a pony | |
Dmaj Emaj | |
The wizard, he told Fred | |
That no matter what the other bats said | |
He could be the bat he wanted to be | |
He was free to eat fruit, and to be fruity | |
Fruit bat Fred, he went back the vampire bats | |
He made them a fruit salad, the said “well, how do you like that” | |
Fruit bat Fred made a lot of friends this way | |
Because they loved the salad and they all lived in harmony | |
The wizard, he told Fred | |
That no matter what the other bats said | |
He could be the bat he wanted to be | |
He was free to eat fruit, and to be fruity | |
Amaj Emaj | |
Be fruity, oh oh | |
Amaj Dmaj | |
Be fruity, oh oh | |
Be fruity, oh oh | |
Be fruity | |
Amaj/6 Amaj/5 Amaj/7 Amaj/6 | |
I just preordered Portal 2 | |
Excited to play it, oo oo oo | |
Portal was my game of the year | |
Perfect game, and I mean that sincere | |
Dmaj Emaj F#min Emaj Dmaj | |
Come in over here, and you go out over there | |
And if you don’t complete the test, well you’re not going anywhere | |
The writing’s perfect, the puzzles were fun | |
Teach you how to use the Portal gun | |
The Aperture Science Handheld Portal device | |
The Aperture Science Handheld Portal device | |
Come in over here, and you go out over there | |
And if you don’t complete the test, I said you’re not going anywhere | |
Glado says you’re not going anywhere | |
Don’t be fooled by the tone of this song | |
I’ll put Portal 2 in and I’ll be banging a gong | |
And I can’t wait for Jonathan Colton’s new song | |
And I can’t wait for Jonathan Colton’s new song | |
Come in over here, and you go out over there | |
And if you don’t complete the test Glado says you’re not going anywhere | |
I said you’re not going anywhere | |
F#min Emaj Dmaj | |
And I just preordered it | |
Yeah I preordered Portal 2 | |
Amaj | |
Yes, I did | |
Amaj | |
i took my wampa for a walk Dmaj Amaj | |
on a clear hoth day Bmin Emaj Amaj | |
and we passed by imperial drones Bmin | |
and stopped to say hello F#min | |
they were looking for the truth Dmaj | |
in snow and rebel forces Emaj | |
i looked and i saw luke Dmaj Emaj Amaj | |
riding six white horses towards the sun | |
he said the battle for the planet has begun he said in many ways i am my father's son Dmaj Emaj | |
i won't carry a gun i took my wampa for a walk his fleece was white as snow he told me he was sick of the routine scare rip kill he knew that there must be more to life than this and then out of the dust | |
leia came and kissed me on the mouth which increased my metaclorine count she told me what the war was all about | |
together we rode south i took my wampa for a walk the snow got thick and blue in the storm i saw a house we knocked thrice on the door palpation he answered he invited us inside he was suffering from cancer and mortally wounded pride in his face i saw jekyll i saw hyde a glimpse that he quickly brushed aside he sent us back out side | |
Amin? | |
This is how I feel | |
This is how I feel | |
Amaj | |
I wish I felt like this | |
But this is how I feel | |
Emaj | |
I got a fever | |
Amaj | |
The cat is meowing | |
I got a fever | |
And now I’m gonna be sleeping | |
Dmaj | |
Fever on a plane | |
C#maj | |
Fever on a plane | |
Fever on a plane | |
Fever on a plane causes pain | |
Fever on a plane, fever on a plane | |
Fever on a plane, causes pain | |
Ibuprofen breakdown | |
Fever on a plane causes pain | |
Fever on a plane causes so much pain | |
Fever on a plane causes pain | |
Fever on a plane causes so much pain | |
Halls breakdown | |
Ohhhh ohhh ohhh | |
Thermometer Breakdown | |
Outro. | |
Cmin Abmaj | |
My cough has gotten worse | |
And then I spit up phlegm | |
My cough has gotten worse | |
And then I cough again | |
Oh God | |
It sucks | |
I really don’t like being sick at all | |
Got the flu | |
Boo | |
Ay ay ay ay | |
I’m tired of being sick | |
And I don’t want to be sick anymore | |
Okay? Okay. | |
Amaj Dmaj Amaj | |
I’ve had the flu for a few days for the first time in a long time | |
Lying on my back, not moving and feeling like I am dying | |
Watching movies on Netflix, drinking tea and H2O | |
As the virus and my antibodies fight for it, blow by blow | |
Dmaj Emaj | |
Fight for it, blow by blow | |
I’m going crazy feeling cooped up and forgotten | |
The world goes on without me and my ears filled up with cotton | |
I peak through the blinds and see business as usual | |
I open up the door and gee, the feeling is powerful | |
The feeling is powerful | |
Springtime rain | |
Springtime rain, a- a- ain | |
Springtime rain | |
Springtime rain, a- a- ain | |
Springtime rain | |
I haven’t got no appetite | |
And this cough is a rusty nail | |
Plunged into my lungs and then twisted and blown up to the size of a whale | |
My neck hurts from sleeping wrong | |
And I’m trying hard to breathe | |
I take my temperature and it’s higher, so high that you wouldn’t believe | |
So high that you wouldn’t believe | |
Another crappy movie I don’t have the energy for something good | |
I’ll just watch Arnold kill some dudes way down in the neighborhood | |
I open up a window, then I open two | |
I look up from my computer and I think about me and you, | |
And I think about me and you | |
Springtime rain | |
Springtime rain, a- a- ain | |
Springtime rain | |
Springtime rain, a- a- ain | |
Springtime rain | |
People will try to tell you | |
All kinds of things that they know aren’t true | |
Most of the time they’re trying to get you to do something you don’t want to do | |
I think God was lonely in that garden so long ago | |
And I think he guarded jealously the consciousness and ego | |
His consciousness and ego | |
Well Adam, he accepted it he was fearful and devout | |
But Eve suspected something was up, she thought she might be missing out | |
Cus low inside the garden, there were no seasons or pleasure or pain | |
And when the gates shut behind them, they smelled the spring time rain | |
I said they smelled the springtime rain | |
Springtime rain | |
Springtime rain, a- a- ain | |
Springtime rain | |
Springtime rain, a- a- ain | |
Springtime rain | |
Springtime rain, a- a- ain | |
Springtime rain | |
Springtime rain, a- a- ain | |
Springtime rain | |
Amaj C#min | |
Don’t know nothing about nothing | |
Bmin Emaj | |
Don’t got no time to play no games | |
Wasn’t me who walked in the garden | |
I didn’t give nothing no names | |
All of the pieces that were here from the first | |
Fell down together for a two hundred dollar purse | |
But I don’t know nothing about nothing | |
And I never ask, so I’ll never get hurt | |
Sometimes a stranger on a lonely boulevard | |
Doesn’t mean danger so much as a ride in a fancy car | |
Tell your man I said it’s time to get while the getting’s good | |
We’ll roll on down to 4th St and swallow the neighborhood | |
Don’t know nothing about nothing | |
And it’s not like I ever could | |
A signpost is leaning | |
And the lights are blinking red | |
Did you come here to tell me that dignity is dead? | |
Let’s throw up our hands and celebrate the gods of our ancestors | |
And we’ll always be safe no matter what occurs | |
But I don’t know nothing about nothing | |
My head’s just wind and birds | |
Emaj | |
Turn a little profit, make a little mold | |
Bmaj | |
Put it in a pocket, put it on hold | |
Amaj | |
Throw it in the slammer, hit it with a hammer | |
Bmaj | |
Dress it up two ways, put pajamas out | |
I was only | |
I was only kidding | |
I was only | |
I was only kidding | |
Roll another rock up another hill | |
Break another leg that won’t sit still | |
Don’t want to play golf in a three-piece suit | |
An original, no substitute | |
I was only | |
I was only kidding | |
I was only | |
I was only kidding | |
If I was going to break I’d break in the middle | |
If I was going to change, wouldn’t be so little | |
On the old marquee there’s a recipe | |
For Mulligan stew made of you and me | |
I was only | |
I was only kidding | |
I was only | |
I was only kidding | |
In the palace at dusk the queen’s alone | |
The king comes in, his back’s been throne | |
The prince is tired, the jester’s wild | |
The treasury doesn’t have the gold required | |
I was only | |
I was only kidding | |
I was only | |
I was only kidding | |
On judgment day I’ll go on home | |
Everyone alive and dead and gone | |
It doesn’t matter if you say what you believe | |
We’ve all been granted one reprieve | |
I was only | |
I was only kidding | |
I was only | |
I was only kidding | |
I was only | |
I was kidding | |
No Rest For The Weary | |
Song A Day #1567 | |
Amaj F#min Emaj Dmaj | |
Another position another line in the sand | |
Another admission we don't understand | |
No rest for the weary | |
I see you clearly | |
A window is broken with an hourglass | |
Sand is golden and time drifts past | |
No time like the present it’s what is and what isn’t | |
The trees are all blooming, the rain has arrived | |
Business is booming, we're buried alive | |
No love lost in combat | |
Lovelorn in all that | |
Colors and lightness | |
Greyness and dark | |
Doesn’t take trickery to know who you are | |
No guns left on the table | |
Emaj Amaj | |
it came with the tide it was 50 miles wide the color of the sky Bmaj C#min | |
was pink and blue and shy | |
the water rippled out the crew gave a shout the submarine deployed the captain said ahoy the first mate was a fish who granted me one wish i thought of stopping time or eternal life | |
then Jesus he rolled through and Pontius Pilate too Jesus had a stone Pontius’ mouth was sewn | |
shut and tight and sealed and Jesus he revealed his magic tricks and trash with soul patch and mustache | |
i wandered away confused and saw he took my shoes my feet in mud and sand as the ocean turned to land and i stared out all wide eyed and went out with the tide | |
Dmaj D7 | |
I was always innocent of any wrongdoing | |
D | |
They had me in the vault but they never proved anything | |
No they never proved anything | |
I was on my way to see a man | |
A man about a thing | |
I had to see a man about a thing, about a thing | |
A man about a thing | |
Gmaj Cmaj Dmaj | |
You’ll never catch me, coppers | |
I’ll continue to elude you | |
Emin Cmaj Emin Dmaj | |
Ooooooo | |
They can’t charge me if they don’t have a case | |
And anyway, I’m never leaving this place | |
I’m never leaving this place, never leaving | |
I get my groceries delivered in a big, red box | |
And I always have fresh socks | |
Fresh socks are important, keep my feet warm and dry | |
You’ll never catch me, coppers | |
I’ll continue to elude you | |
Ooooooo | |
Keep my hiding hole as a great little home | |
I share it with mice and a garden gnome | |
A garden gnome named Jerry | |
Another day another dollar, another day without a collar | |
If you see ____ then holler | |
I’ll just slip out the back, Jack | |
Just slip out the back, yeah | |
You’ll never catch me, coppers | |
I’ll continue to elude you | |
Ooooooo | |
Ooooooo | |
Dmaj Amaj Gmaj | |
Race towards the finish line, you can’t win them all the time | |
You know, you know what you know | |
Bird by bird and blow by blow by blow | |
Bmin Gmaj | |
Watch your garden grow | |
Bmin Amaj | |
But for you, it grows too slow | |
Some things just make you wait | |
It’s a way of life I appreciate | |
I was on my way to see you | |
Big, Bad Wolf oh oh | |
I was bringing you a flame that | |
Prometheus took | |
My heart burned red, my soul was cool | |
I wrapped my head in the golden rule | |
Now you’re on their minds | |
They wont forget or let you stay behind | |
You know, you know you know they’re only fair | |
Justice sits in a worn down chair | |
And on judgment day it’s a game they’ll make you play | |
If you don’t play then you can’t lose | |
But they’ll strip the wings right off your shoes | |
I was on my way to see you | |
Big, Bad Wolf oh oh | |
I was bringing you a flame that | |
Prometheus took | |
My heart burned red, my soul was cool | |
I wrapped my head in the golden rule | |
One more mountain to climb | |
Ask your friends if they can bear in mind the weight , | |
The weight, that’s heavy on you | |
Words and signs that are way beyond you | |
I don’t think, I can only act | |
I live in the dirt that is freshly packed | |
Noisy puddles in the rain | |
The chorus of angels all exclaimed | |
I was on my way to see you | |
Big, Bad Wolf oh oh | |
I was bringing you a flame that | |
Prometheus took | |
My heart burned red, my soul was cool | |
I wrapped my head in the golden rule | |
I was on my way to see you | |
Big, Bad Wolf oh oh | |
I was bringing you a flame that | |
Prometheus took | |
My heart burned red, my soul was cool | |
I wrapped my head in the golden rule | |
Amin Emaj Dmaj | |
Don’t ask me questions and I’ll tell you no lies | |
What I had for breakfast is no surprise | |
You dance like an ant dying in a puddle | |
You tore the truth down, and you made it all muddled | |
Gmaj Amin | |
I love you, baby | |
Dmaj | |
I really do | |
I love you, baby | |
Oh oh oo | |
I love you baby | |
It’s a firetruck | |
I love you baby | |
Amaj | |
It’s in my gut | |
Dmaj Gmaj | |
The leaves on an autumn morning | |
Bmin Amaj | |
That fall down and without warning | |
There’s snow on a day in warm spring | |
mid May may not mean a thing | |
throw another log onto the fire | |
burn all them bridges until you run out of desire | |
you rock and a hard place yourself to death | |
the fluid in your lungs is a long, cold breath | |
I love you, baby | |
I really do | |
I love you, baby | |
Oh oh oo | |
I love you baby | |
It’s a firetruck | |
I love you baby | |
It’s in my gut | |
The leaves on an autumn morning | |
That fall down and without warning | |
There’s snow on a day in warm spring | |
mid May may not mean a thing | |
Gmaj Bmin Amaj Gmaj | |
I would lend you a dollar if I had one | |
Gmaj Bmin Amaj | |
Wrap a tie around this collar if I had one | |
I’d do my job right if I had one | |
I’d give you a green light, if I had one | |
Emin Amaj Dmaj Gmaj | |
Just get out of my way, we don’t have no problems here | |
F#7 Bmin | |
Words you want to hear me say will make your problems disappear | |
Amaj Dmaj | |
Let it out, exhale 1,2 | |
Feel it in your bones what it is to be you | |
I can tell you haven’t got the guts or will to chum | |
Call me back and let me know when you get some | |
if I had one, I’d share it with you | |
if I had one, I would give it to you | |
I would give you ideas if I had one | |
We’d take a ride in my Prius if I had one | |
I would sing you a lullaby if I had one | |
I would lend you my alibi if I had one | |
There’s nothing doing here | |
Some lemons just don’t have the juice | |
It fills me up with fear | |
Trying on another shoe | |
Let it out, exhale 1,2 | |
Feel it in your bones what it is to be you | |
I can tell you haven’t got the guts or will to chum | |
Call me back and let me know when you get some | |
If I had one, I’d share it with you | |
if I had one, I would give it to you | |
Fmaj Cmaj Amin Gmaj | |
I’m just a little bird hovering in the background | |
I don’t say a word and I don’t make a sound | |
Fmaj Emin Gmaj Amin Gmaj | |
Oh I’m on my way, I’m on my way, I’m on my way | |
Dmin Amin Gmaj | |
Oh I’m on my way, I’m on my way, I’m on my way | |
I’m just a little worm | |
Eating, feeding from a little thing | |
Feed but from on the earth | |
Why is it so freezing? | |
Oh I’m on my way, I’m on my way, I’m on my way | |
Oh I’m on my way, I’m on my way, I’m on my way | |
Gmaj Amin Emin | |
yesterday i woke up with a chip on my shoulder this morning the sunrise was a little bit golder Cmaj Dmaj | |
abandoned and oh left behind Cmaj Emin Dmaj | |
the weather won'tmake up it's mind yesterday i said somethings i didn't mean to today my house fell down now i live in a lean to i wanna build a yurt and sleep like a rock instead i'm in the attic and i'm covered in socks | |
Bmin Gmaj F#7 Bmin gimme a left right punch in the frontal lobe gimme a red hot shot in the dark disrobe gimme a na na na na na na song on the radio gimme a it's all right and hey hey hey ee oo yesterday i had a thought but now i have lost it the coin sat still then i called as you tossed it heads or tails doesn't matter to me i'll smile for you and you'll know i'm happy yesterday the moon was full today it's a sliver i was receiver and now i am giver empty trails in the forest hills once teeming with life the moon in the daytime and the sun in the night yesterday i had a tail and now i'm a human i'm longing for the touch of my family grooming vestigial touch on the neck or the head a kiss on the cheek at night before bed yesterday i called the cops while watching a movie they asked why i called them and i just said groovy they threw me in jail and i dreamed i was free they let me out and it was paralyzing | |
Amaj Dmaj | |
tell me a secret C#min Bmin | |
tell me a lie tell me a moth when butterfly i'm not a soldier but i soldier on i put things in order Emaj Dmaj C#min Bmin | |
and then i am gone book me a flight on the moon and then back say the words right on then watch me attack open a window it's warmer with sun i'm sam and frodo and then i am gone | |
Cmaj Fmaj Gmaj | |
Osama Bin Laden is dead | |
They assassinated him right in his head | |
Amin Fmaj | |
He wont get a trial, he wont get a jury | |
Gmaj Amin Gmaj | |
He gets America’s wrath and its fury | |
Osama Bin Laden is gone | |
But his folks still carry on | |
Torture didn’t find him, | |
Neither did war | |
Careful intelligence, that’s what it’s for | |
Fmaj Gmaj | |
Osama Bin Laden is dead | |
Osama Bin Laden is dead | |
Osama Bin Laden is dead | |
Cmaj | |
He’s dead, dead, dead | |
Cmaj Amin Gmaj | |
Today is an impossible day | |
Amin Gmaj | |
Full of going the wrong way | |
Emin Fmaj Gmaj | |
Full of unconcealed rage | |
Amin Emin Gmaj | |
At the words upon the page | |
Emin Fmaj Gmaj | |
And the sleepiness inside | |
Fmaj Emin Gmaj | |
That keeps me wrapped up tight | |
Today is an impossible day | |
From which I cannot get away | |
No matter how hard I try | |
Each note I sing is dry | |
Each not I write is why | |
Today has got to die | |
Today is an impossible day | |
I usually keep them all at bay | |
But my strength is giving way | |
And now they overtake my senses and my mind | |
My sanity’s left behind | |
Today is an impossible day | |
So I wrote this finally | |
Just to write it and be done | |
So I can move and carry on | |
Maybe go for a run | |
In the late afternoon sun | |
Among the trees and rocks for fun | |
Fmaj Gmaj Cmaj | |
Cus today is an impossible day | |
Emaj Amaj | |
Marble Madness sometimes I want to punch it in the face with my fist | |
F#min Amaj C#min Bmaj | |
So frus-trating I’m sitting between a feeling of loving and hating | |
Marble Madness, I’ve got it I’ve got it I’ve got it I’ve got it don’t have this | |
Everything that you know is wrong | |
All the stupidest ways that I’m dying, I’ll just play pong | |
Emaj G#min Amaj C#min Bmaj | |
I can’t stay mad at you, Marble Madness I love you | |
I can’t stay mad at you, Marble Madness I love you, I do | |
Marble Madness compulsion to play you and play you | |
You know I can’t stop it | |
Marble Madness, let it be known that I think you’re really fantastic | |
Marble Madness , if I play you enough it can all be automatic | |
Marble Madness, I think it’s safe to say that I’m a Marble Madness addict | |
I can’t stay mad at you, Marble Madness I love you | |
I can’t stay mad at you, Marble Madness I love you, I do | |
Emaj Amaj | |
Marble Madness I love you, I do | |
Marble Madness I love you, I do | |
verse | |
Cmaj Amin Cmaj Gmaj | |
Ledo is an alcoholic, but I can’t really blame her | |
Fmaj Amin Dmin Gmaj | |
This place can be so boring | |
Ix, what’s that you’re singing | |
Just a song that I’m making up | |
Can you sing it to yourself? | |
This forest has monsters and they might hear you | |
prechorus | |
Fmaj Emin Amin | |
Let the monsters come, cus you’ll just kill them anyway | |
I suppose that’s true, and I haven’t even seen one today | |
D7 Gmaj | |
Ledo, sing the chorus with me | |
chorus | |
Cmaj Amin Cmaj Gmaj | |
We are the only ones, apparently the only ones | |
Fmaj Amin Gmaj | |
In the whole wide world alive | |
I like fighting and I like fun | |
It would appear that we’re the only ones | |
In the whole wide world alive | |
verse | |
Sometimes I worry about him | |
Ix doesn’t fight so well | |
But as long as he’s got me | |
It will be alright | |
Ledo do you feel like dancing? | |
No. | |
Aw.. | |
What? | |
This place can be, this place can be so boring | |
[C D Ebmaj Fmaj Ab Gmaj] | |
prechorus | |
Well that was fun, wish that we could dance all the time | |
Yeah, I guess that felt good, I feel slightly less resigned | |
Lido, look: they’re coming to sing with us | |
chorus | |
You are the only ones, apparently the only ones | |
In the whole wide world alive | |
You like fighting and you like fun | |
It would appear that you’re the only ones | |
In the whole wide world alive | |
You are the only ones, apparently the only ones | |
In the whole wide world alive | |
You like fighting and you like fun | |
It would appear that you’re the only ones | |
In the whole wide world alive | |
In the whole wide world alive | |
In the whole wide world alive | |
Cmaj Emin Amin Emin | |
There’s a man in a car on his phone in the middle of the day on the first of the month and it’s rushhour too | |
And I’m on the opposite sidewalk, oh yeah | |
And I’m walking that concealed pridewalk, oh yeah | |
There’s a cat in a tree on the way to the castle on the hill near where we used to live | |
So together and alone | |
And I’m sad cus I can’t find a ladder oh no | |
And I’m glad now that I know what mattered, oh yeah | |
In the wake of a boat washed up on the lawn | |
In the bushes and the raspberries smushed all their juice on the snails | |
And I’m fighting with deer and wizards, oh yeah | |
Preparing for coming blizzards, oh yeah | |
And I’m on the opposite sidewalk, oh yeah | |
And I’m walking that concealed pridewalk, oh yeah | |
A C | |
I’m hanging by a thread | |
D | |
If you cut me loose, the only thing I’ll be is dead | |
Crazy Charlie on the telephone | |
Says he’s gonna sell everything, every last thing he owns | |
E D A | |
But it’s alright cus I’m just a human being | |
And there’s no difference between you and me | |
Take one, leave one too | |
But you better leave double if you want me to put you through | |
Green Samantha on the Ferris Wheel | |
She flirts with you and then says it isn’t real | |
But it’s alright cus I’m just a human being | |
And there’s no difference between you and me | |
B D | |
Everytime I close my eyes I’m on another ride | |
A E | |
Nothing ever changes on the in or the outside | |
Show me pictures of how it’s going to be | |
And I’ll show you a lonesome valley | |
It’s true, we die alone | |
No one can go with you when that thunder groans | |
Lucky Billy, getting on a train | |
And he’s never coming back, no he’s never coming back again | |
But it’s alright cus I’m just a human being | |
And there’s no difference between you and me | |
Gmaj Dmaj Emin Cmaj | |
I played Portal 2 and was left wanting more | |
Gmaj Dmaj Emin Cmaj | |
Cus it was so good, so good, so good | |
Cus it was so good, so good, so good | |
So I put in Half Life 2 | |
But then I remembered | |
That I hadn’t played Half Life 1 before | |
I hadn’t played Half Life 1 before | |
Bmin | |
Couldn’t play it on my Mac | |
Amin | |
That made me sad | |
Called around to GameStop | |
There’s, like, 4 within biking distance | |
Cmaj Dmaj | |
One of them happened to have it | |
Gmaj Emin Cmaj Dmaj | |
Valve, Oh Valve I love how you work on games til they’re perfect | |
Valve, Oh Valve every single game I play, I love it | |
Emin Cmaj Dmaj | |
But, on the other hand, where is Half Life 3 or Half Life episode 3, whatever | |
Valve, Oh Valve I swear I swear I swear, I swear I’m not ungrateful | |
Gmaj Dmaj Bmin Cmaj | |
I’m not ungrateful, I just love your games and I want to play some more | |
I know you’ll make some more, and take your time with it | |
But patience is not my best attribute | |
I am loyal and creative, but patience does not go on my resume | |
I will replay, replay all your games | |
Because I don’t like most games that come out today | |
The last game that I really liked, aside from Portal 2, was Limbo | |
So Valve, Oh Valve please don’t take too much longer on it | |
Cus we want it, you know we want | |
Our days are spent obsessing our nights are haunted, | |
Our nights are haunted by it, Valve | |
So just give us Half Life 3 or Half Life Episode 3, whatever you’re going to call it | |
Because we want it right now | |
Please, you just put out Portal 2, I know | |
But we still really want to play it so | |
Valve, Oh Valve I love you ooo ooooo | |
Amaj Emaj | |
I played portal 2 F#min Dmaj | |
and was left wanting more Amaj Emaj F#min Dmaj | |
cause it was so good, so good, so good so i put in half life 2 but then i remembered that i hadn't played half life 1 before C#min Bmin | |
couldn't play it on my mac and that made me sad so i called around to gamestops there's like 4 within biking distance Dmaj Emaj | |
one of them happened to have it | |
Amaj F#min valve, oh valve! Dmaj Emaj | |
i love how you work on games till they are perfect valve oh valve every single game i play i love it but on the other hand where is half life 3 or half life episode 3 whatever valve oh valve i swear i swear i'm not ungrateful | |
Amaj i'm not ungrateful Emaj | |
i just love your games C#min | |
and i wanna play some more Dmaj | |
i know you'll make some more and you'll take your time with it but patience is not my best attribute i am loyal and creative but patience doesn't not go on my resume i will replay all your games because i don't like most games that come out today the last game that i really liked aside from portal 2 was limbo so valve, oh valve please don't take too much longer on it cause we want it, you know we want it our days are spent obsessing our nights are haunted | |
verse | |
Gmaj F#min Bmin Amaj Dmaj | |
I know you’re looking for a perfect pair, a perfect pair | |
I know you’re looking for what you won’t find anywhere | |
Dmaj Amaj Emin | |
Throw it across the room, now it go boom | |
Boom | |
chorus | |
Dmaj Cmaj Gmaj Amaj | |
Hey hey hey | |
Gmaj Amaj | |
Hey hey hey | |
Dmaj Cmaj | |
Hey hey hey | |
Gmaj Amaj | |
Roadtrip | |
Hey hey hey | |
Hey hey hey | |
Hey hey hey | |
Roadtrip | |
Roadtrip | |
Gmaj F#min Bmin Amaj | |
No one wants to hear about your problems | |
No one wants to hear about them | |
verse | |
I know what you’re looking for | |
An open window, another door | |
Wrap it around your face | |
Don’t let it go to waste | |
Don’t let it go to waste | |
chorus | |
Hey hey hey | |
Hey hey hey | |
Hey hey hey | |
Roadtrip | |
Hey hey hey | |
Hey hey hey | |
Hey hey hey | |
Roadtrip | |
Roadtrip | |
Hey hey hey | |
Hey hey hey | |
Hey hey hey | |
Roadtrip | |
Hey hey hey | |
Hey hey hey | |
Hey hey hey | |
Roadtrip | |
Roadtrip | |
Roadtrip | |
verse | |
Emin Amin Gmaj Cmaj | |
I hate this pen, I should be holding you | |
I hate this letter, because it’s not the whole truth | |
Dmaj Emin | |
You could burn this letter right now | |
Gmaj | |
You could tell me to go to hell and I’d go if you wanted me to | |
chorus | |
Cmaj Amin Gmaj Emin Fmaj | |
I’ll be your Jordan, your Jordan Catalon | |
I’ve got no red convertible, but I’ll take you where you want to go | |
Amin Gmaj Emin Fmaj | |
On my bike, you can borrow it if you like | |
On my bike, you can borrow it if you like | |
Take my life, you can borrow it if you like | |
Take my heart, you can borrow it if you want | |
verse | |
Me and Reann, we didn’t think about you | |
In the back of this car, there’s no excuse | |
And you could burn this letter right now | |
You could tell me to go to hell and I’d go | |
I’d send you a letter from there | |
Oh, Angela why don’t you care | |
Fmaj | |
I’m in love with the smell of your hair | |
Fmin | |
If you asked me to be him, I’d do it I swear | |
I’ll be your Jordan, your Jordan Catalon | |
I’ve got no red convertible, but I’ll take you where you want to go | |
On my bike, you can borrow it if you like | |
On my bike, you can borrow it if you like | |
Take my life, you can borrow it if you like | |
Take my heart, you can borrow it if you want | |
Fmaj Dmin Fmaj Dmin | |
I’m just losing my hair, male pattern baldness everywhere | |
Bbmaj Cmaj | |
Say goodbye to these big black locks | |
Dmin | |
I sit and watch you fall down under my socks | |
I’m just losing my hair, it’s not a question of what it is fair | |
Life goes on, I’ll be getting some grey | |
I think it makes me look sophistica-ted | |
Fmaj Dmin Cmaj Dmin | |
I’m just losing my hair, losing my hair, losing my hair | |
I’m just losing my hair, losing my hair, losing my hair | |
I’m just losing my hair, all I do is stare | |
Don’t give me products, I don’t need your goop | |
I take it like a man, I’m part of a troop | |
I’m just losing my hair, it’s not exactly that I don’t care | |
But change is good, so I welcome it | |
To hold on to the past feels desperate | |
I’m just losing my hair, losing my hair, losing my hair | |
I’m just losing my hair, losing my hair, losing my hair | |
Fmaj Dmin Cmaj Bbmaj | |
Lose, lose, losing, lose, lose, losing | |
I’m just losing my hair, losing my hair | |
Lose, lose, losing, lose, lose, losing | |
I’m just losing my hair, losing my hair | |
Lose, lose, losing, lose, lose, losing | |
I’m just losing my hair, losing my hair | |
Cmaj Fmaj Gmaj Amin | |
Dan Benjamin King of the podcast and mediation He lived in Sarasota till he moved to Austin He used to worry about money but now he knows better than | |
Gmaj he doesn't like to fly Amin | |
and who could blame him Cmaj | |
he does the paleolithic diet Gmaj | |
because it works for him he does a bunch of podcast and you should listen to them with gruber siracusa arment and merlin man dan motherfucking benjamin he doesn't care if you swear but he's conscious of the itunes ranking dan i wrote this song to let you know that i'm a fan i look forward every week to the time that i'll be listening | |
Bmin Amin Gmaj Amin Gmaj | |
Hot tub in the rain, now my hair is wet | |
Here we go again, oh my little pet | |
Rain and hot tub | |
Hot tub and rain | |
Rainy day in Santa Cruz | |
Dmaj | |
Rainy day I sing the blues | |
Gmaj Dmaj Cmaj Dmaj | |
Oh no, I will go in a hot tub in the rain | |
Oh no, I will go in a hot tub in the rain | |
Hot tub in the rain, there’s no lightning | |
Not in a thunderstorm, not that frightening | |
Hot tub, rainy night | |
Rainy night, hot tub | |
Rainy night in Santa Cruz | |
I’m not wearing shoes | |
Hot tub in the rain, now I’m getting cold | |
Warm water, chilly air, must be getting old | |
Hot tub, tubby rain, rainy tubby rainy tub | |
Rainy Santa Santa Cruz, never gonna follow rules | |
Oh no, I will go in a hot tub in the rain | |
Oh no, I will go in a hot tub in the rain | |
Oh no, I will go in a hot tub in the rain | |
Oh no, we will go in a hot tub in the rain | |
Hot tub in the rain, now my hair is wet | |
Here we go again, oh my little pet | |
Oh no, I will go in a hot tub in the rain | |
Oh no, I will go in a hot tub in the rain | |
again | |
G Dmaj | |
If i were a worm Cmaj Dmaj | |
i'd look down on this world from above not with love but with distain all of you down there bullying each other like you're brutes causing war and death and pain | |
Emin Dmaj Cmaj Gmaj don't come round here asking me for answers i am just a worm i suck in water and push it out all day what do i know i am just a worm if i were a worm i'd look down on this world from on high with an eye for friendliness as the years go by my eyes grow ever tired of seeing friendliness there less and less if i were a worm i'd tell you to get a job you slobs in khaki pants but no listens to a worm who lives beneath the ocean and who doesn't hardly dance | |
Cmaj | |
so much to do and so little time Fmaj | |
i'm paralyzed cause there's just too much i try to break it down into its bitty pieces but i just can't seem to make a dent oh oh oh money's always difficult and i try to make some but it's really hard i sometimes wish that i had a lotta money i can't concentrate cause there's so much to do so i just write a song and i make a flyer and i buy a fish eye lens for streaming video on the internet in the month of june what i'm gonna do this song kinda sounds like end of the world as we know it but it's way more self indulgent like that song was about all kinds of stuff but this song is just about me me me me me | |
Gmaj | |
Me, | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
This song is about me, it’s all about me | |
Me me me me | |
Dmin Gmin | |
There on the street I saw a man with a goiter | |
Dmin Amin | |
I said, “hey man, you’re not allowed to loiter” | |
Dmin Gmin | |
He said, “okay, let me finish my lobster” | |
Cmaj Dmin Gmin | |
Then some dudes came in a helicopter | |
They slipped down ropes made of silk and lace | |
Spider Man masks were covering their faces | |
They saw the goiter, and they pointed a gun | |
They pulled the trigger and the goiter was gone | |
Fmaj Bbmaj | |
Disobey authority, Disobey authority, | |
Fmaj Cmaj | |
Disobey authority, now | |
Disobey authority, Disobey authority, | |
Fmaj Cmaj Fmaj | |
Disobey authority, now | |
I wandered down the street made of cobble | |
And a life size woman with a head that bobbled | |
Offered to sell me a brand new tanker | |
I said no but I didn’t thank her | |
Her bobble head bobbled and fell off her shoulders | |
All of a sudden it got a little bit colder | |
I looked behind me and there they were | |
They pointed their gun at her | |
Disobey authority, Disobey authority, | |
Disobey authority, now | |
Disobey authority, Disobey authority, | |
Disobey authority, now | |
A sign popped up so the way was clearer | |
I stepped through a fogged up mirror | |
I met a fellow wearing only pin stripes | |
He was handing out PVC pipes | |
I asked him what the pipes were for | |
He said that they were for the burgeoning war | |
I asked which war and he didn’t answer | |
He was struck down by a gun made of cancer | |
Disobey authority, Disobey authority, | |
Disobey authority, now | |
Disobey authority, Disobey authority, | |
Disobey authority, now | |
I left the mirror and saw a man with a headdress | |
He was eating fish off the palm of his mistress | |
I tried not to stare but it was just so indecent | |
The fish were endangered and the science was recent | |
From behind the door, I heard a knock and I opened | |
Two men stood there before me with rope | |
And they roped the man, and his mistress too | |
The four of them took off into the blue | |
Disobey authority, Disobey authority, | |
Disobey authority, now | |
Disobey authority, Disobey authority, | |
Disobey authority, now | |
I was feeling lonely so I walked a bit faster | |
I stepped into a dungeon with a slave and a master | |
The slave was a man that I recognized | |
The master was a woman who had bites on her thighs | |
There was a two-way mirror and I knew they were there | |
Cus the woman picked him up by his pubic hair | |
A disembodied voice said “that’s enough” | |
The man died with words of love | |
Disobey authority, Disobey authority, | |
Disobey authority, now | |
Dmaj Gmaj F#min Emin Dmaj Amaj | |
you may know i'm from Vermont there's a place there that has the things that I want Bmin | |
Small Dog Dmaj Amaj | |
Small Dog Not some corporate conglomerate A bunch of real people who like Apple a lot Small Dog Small Dog | |
Gmaj F#min I speak from personal experience Emin | |
I have been there Amaj | |
I bought my first airport from there When my parent's Mac Pro went on the fritz Small Dog was the place we took it to get it fixed But you don't have to go to Vermont To buy from Small Dog the things that you want Small Dog in the internet Smalldog.com Now, I'm an Apple fan and you know that's no lie I'm telling you that you gotta give Small Dog a try Small Dog Small Dog | |
Dmaj They love dogs Gmaj | |
and I love dogs Bmin | |
They love Apple Amaj | |
and I do too They're in Vermont and I'm from Vermont Small Dog I love you | |
Gmaj Emin | |
Forefathers of liberty | |
Cmaj Dmaj | |
With a ship in the background, here’s who worked on this particular film | |
Was written by marvin Wilbur and narrated by Irvin Drakin | |
Here’s some text, it’s an old-timey font | |
Dmaj Emin | |
Explaining the origins of our country | |
Cmaj Dmaj Gmaj | |
Look at the ships and the seagulls down by the pier | |
Emin Dmaj | |
And the sailing ship goes and the nets and the flags in the breeze | |
Gmaj | |
The blow in the breeze | |
Dmaj Amin Cmaj Dmaj | |
Cape cod looks like a muscled arm reaching out into the Atlantic | |
And there’s ducks about Province Town, | |
There’s a tower there, here’s a closeup of it | |
Gmaj Dmaj | |
Lots of houses near a cemetery | |
Amin Dmaj | |
Hold your breath when you go by the cemetery | |
Gmaj Dmaj | |
Our forefathers are buried here | |
Emin Cmaj | |
Hold your breath so that they don’t kill you | |
I am a Pilgrim, I am ringing a bell | |
I am walking down the street in Province Town | |
Calling out your name | |
Hark hark hark here I come | |
I’m a town crier | |
I walk by her and she says “oh” | |
There’s a fence here, there’s a little gate | |
I’m gonna just walk right by it | |
Don’t need to worry about no gate | |
There’s a woman hanging up, hanging up the laundry | |
She’s who I was calling for earlier | |
I said “hey, hey pretty lady with the babushka thing on your head | |
Hanging up the laundry and your kids are sitting there | |
Looking at you like, why aren’t you plaing with us cus we are lonely” | |
And you got the dress on, and I come walking up the street and I say hello to the old ladies cus I’m old too | |
And I’m ringing the bell and they’re like what the hell are you doing? | |
And I’m like I’m just ringing the bell, ringing the bell in Province Town | |
With a pilgrim hat, walking by the fisherman guy with his hat and the other hats, | |
Everybody’s wearing hats, it’s the hat town | |
It’s Province Town, it’s the hat Province town | |
I didn’t know they had cars way back in the 1600s | |
Back then they got policemen with the guy, with the rope hitting the rope | |
As I’m ringing my bell | |
And I’m ringing my bell | |
And there’s some people with the easels | |
And they ‘re painting things | |
Down in Province Town everybody learns how to paint | |
And I ring my bell as they’re learning how to pain | |
I can’t really tell what she’s painting, oh, I guess they’re learning how to do still lifes | |
Still lifes, still life | |
Is that called a still life when it’s a person? I guess not, I think it’s called a portrait still life is more like with inanimate objects, I’m pretty sure | |
Not that I know anything about painting at all | |
Now let’s watch the master, let’s watch the master | |
As he paints, paints, paints, paints the portrait | |
Portrait down in Province Town as I ring my bell | |
I’m ringing my ding, ding dong I’m ringing my bell | |
I’m ringing my bell and he’s pretty good | |
He’s a pretty good portrait painter, portrait painter ring, | |
Ring a ding ding ding dong | |
Now it’s time to sail away, sail away on the old ship | |
Shippity ship shop ship | |
It’s called the Millilaur, aMilnayer | |
We’re weaving a net to catch some fish, weaving a net to catch some fish | |
Down, down in Province Town | |
Gonna do a dance, we’re singing, we’re singing as they’re dancing | |
Do-si do, and your partner up and down, look em up and down | |
And you say hey, then you turn around and you clap twice and you say hey | |
That woman has a black dress on, that woman has a blue dress on, that other woman’s got a white dress on | |
And I’m strumming, strumming my guitar | |
Oops I played the wrong chord, now I’m playing a- | |
I don’t know what chord that is, it’s like a G chord, kinda | |
Ooo and we’re dancing, dancing down down | |
That guy likes to watch the dancing | |
And that guy likes to watch the dancing too | |
Everybody’s wearing hats except for the dancers | |
Because you don’t wear hats when you dance down in Province Town | |
You don’t wear hats when you dance, no you don’t hats when you dance | |
But when you watch the dance, then it’s okay to wear a hat | |
Oh, shuffle down my feet | |
Looking over there he sees the guy with the bell | |
He says “hey” | |
And they’re dancing down and down | |
What did that woman say to that guy? | |
Whoa, that guy’s really happy | |
And they’re very serious | |
I actually think that he’s in the same key as I am | |
Which is kind of fortuitous | |
I did not plan it at all | |
In and out, form a star | |
Everybody do-si do | |
And then you switch your partner again, switch again | |
Don’t switch don’t switch | |
Scratch your nose, don’t switch | |
Don’t wear hats when you dance down in Province Town | |
Don’t wear hats in Province Town when you dance | |
It’s poor manners | |
Then you switch your partners once again | |
On the dock as you dance on the dock | |
You don’t wear hats on the dock | |
You don’t wear hats as you dance down on the dock | |
And they fade, don’t wear hats on the dock | |
Don’t wear hats as you dance on the dock | |
Don’t wear hats on the dock as you dance on the dock | |
Gmin Bbmaj Dbmaj | |
Don’t you know, don’t you know, don’t you know, don’t you know? | |
Don’t you know, don’t you know, don’t you know, don’t you know? | |
Gmin | |
I’m going to the rapture, I’m going to the rapture, I’m going to the rapture, | |
I’m going to the rap-tap-tap, the rap-tappy-tappy, | |
the rap-tap-tap, the rap-tappy-tappy, the rap-tap-tap, I’m going to the rapture | |
Gmin | |
May 21, 2011, All God’s children go to heaven | |
Cmin Gmin | |
Aint no sadness, ain’t no fair | |
But I’m Jewish so I’m staying here | |
Brimstone and the four horseman | |
Coming from God’s kingdom | |
Jesus in a shiny ball of light | |
He knows you’re naughty and he knows you’re nice, | |
Gmin | |
He said the rapture, the rapture, the rapture, the rapture | |
I’m going to the rap-tap-tap, the rap-tappy-tappy, | |
Dmaj | |
the rap-tap-tap, the rap-tappy-tappy, the rap-tap-tap, I’m going to the rapture | |
well now feel the rumbling in the ground | |
here are the angels, trumpet sounds | |
see the light from on up above, Jesus touches you with love | |
Jesus touches, Jesus hugs, Jesus til you’ve had enough | |
Taste the cookies, taste the clouds | |
Now we’re all well endowed | |
I said the rapture, the rapture, the rapture, the rapture | |
G#maj D#maj | |
Maker Faire, Maker Faire | |
C#maj D#maj | |
Look at all the fun stuff there | |
Crazy things are everywhere | |
E#min D#maj | |
You can’t really help but care | |
C#maj G#maj | |
And want to build and to repair | |
And make and learn, and I swear | |
That you may not be so aware | |
Of all the things you can do | |
But you can learn how to | |
It’s easier than you think | |
D#maj C#maj | |
It’s easier than you think | |
I think to fix that sink with a missing link | |
To build a walking roller rink | |
To count how many times you blink | |
Maker faire, Maker Faire yare yare yare yare | |
Maker Faire, Maker Faire, learn to things | |
And things to wear if you’re confused then don’t despair | |
Make sure you check-in on Foursquare | |
You’ll stop and gawk and wonderstare | |
And if you don’t come prepared | |
Then set yourself in an easy chair | |
And enjoy the sites and open air | |
And the mechanical teddy bears | |
And the tickle-me electric chair | |
Where they strap you in and you go hee hee hee | |
And the bathrooms if you’ve got to pee | |
At Maker Faire, Maker faire, Maker Faire yare yare yare yare | |
Maker faire, Maker Faire where where, where where | |
In San Mateo | |
Dmaj Amaj Dmaj | |
That which can go wrong will go wrong, and does go wrong | |
Fmaj Dmaj Amaj | |
That which can go wrong will go wrong, and does go wrong | |
Bmin Amaj F#7 Bmin | |
You can put it off til tomorrow, you can write another song | |
Gmaj Amaj | |
But it will always go wrong | |
You will get a big old rash from a spider bite | |
You will have something to do tomorrow and lay awake all night | |
You feel like running away, but you’ll have to stay and fight | |
And it will always go wrong, it will always go | |
Dmaj Amaj Dmaj | |
Wrong wrongitty, Wrong wrongitty, Wrong wrongitty wrong | |
Fmaj Dmaj Amaj | |
Wrong wrongitty, Wrong wrongitty, Wrong wrongitty wrong | |
Bmin Amaj F#7 Bmin | |
Every which way you turn, from Alabama to Hong Kong | |
Gmaj Amaj | |
It will always go wrong | |
That which can go wrong will go wrong, and does go wrong | |
I’m not trying to go negative just trying to go beyond | |
Because once you accept it that’s when you can move on | |
Because everything always goes wrong | |
You will miss the last train after a long, hard day | |
A supervillain will take you hostage with his death ray | |
And the cops will mistake you for a member of the KKK | |
Everything always goes wrong | |
Wrong wrongitty, Wrong wrongitty, Wrong wrongitty wrong | |
Wrong wrongitty, Wrong wrongitty, Wrong wrongitty wrong | |
The longer you deny it, the longer your suffering’s prolonged | |
That which can (go wrong) will (go wrong),does (go wrong) | |
That which can (go wrong) will (go wrong),does (go wrong) | |
If you’re gonna take away just one thing from this song, | |
Wrong wrongidy, riggidy wrongidy, wrong wrong a ding-ding-ding dong | |
Oh your car will break down and you will hitch hike | |
And you will be murdered by some crazy with an overbite | |
When you wind up up in heaven, they’ll say “we’re full for the next few nights. | |
You don’t have to go home but you can’t stay here” | |
Wrong wrongitty, Wrong wrongitty, Wrong wrongitty wrong | |
Wrong wrongitty, Wrong wrongitty, Wrong wrongitty wrong | |
The longer you deny it, the longer your suffering’s prolonged | |
It will always go wrong, it will always go wrong | |
No lyrics | |
E A | |
Dmin C Bbmaj Amaj | |
Dmin C Amaj | |
Gmaj Dmin | |
Gmaj Emin Dmin | |
Cmaj Fmaj Amin Gmaj | |
Trinna is a biologist, and so is Martin, so is Martin | |
Martin studies photosynthesis and goes hang gliding, goes hang gliding | |
Fmaj Emin | |
Trinna went with him and thought she would die, like the blueberry bush | |
But she had a great time | |
Gmaj | |
And Martin builds robots, and Trinna wants a Johnny 5 | |
Trinna is a biologist, she studies RNA, studies RNA | |
She says it’s not just an intermediate between DNA and protein | |
She misses soft pretzels and water ice and she is learning to scuba dive | |
And Martin was born in Paris but moved to Berkeley when he was 9 | |
Cmaj Gmaj Amin Fmaj | |
They went to the same grad school, 4 whole years didn’t know each other | |
Until they went to a conference in Santiago, Chile | |
Emin Amin Cmaj Gmaj Fmaj | |
Martin got his salsa on, but they hit it off while backpacking | |
Cmaj Gmaj Amin Fmaj | |
And now they are getting married, and it’s a whole new chapter of happy | |
Cmaj Gmaj | |
Martin and Trinna forever and more | |
Amin Fmaj | |
Bigger and better than ever before | |
They walked the Great Wall, above mountains they soared | |
Trinna and Martin forever and more | |
Forever and more, Trinna and Martin | |
Bring an SNES on your honeymoon | |
And you can play Legend of Zelda | |
Martin, you can bring your guitar and sing some depressing songs | |
You can play Stratego on the beach, then play some Risk in the hotel room | |
I hope you drink a million smoothies and eat the spiciest Indian food | |
Trinna is a biologist, she’s marrying Martin, it’s a beautiful thing | |
They got engaged on a mountain top with the homemade ring, with the homemade ring | |
They’re gonna spend the rest of their lives together, doing science and everything together | |
Two beautiful people being together, it’s what makes the world so grand | |
They went to the same grad school, 4 whole years didn’t know each other | |
Until they went to a conference in Santiago, Chile | |
Martin got his salsa on, but they hit it off while backpacking | |
And now they are getting married, and it’s a whole new chapter of happy | |
Martin and Trinna forever and more | |
Bigger and better than ever before | |
They walked the Great Wall, above mountains they soared | |
Trinna and Martin forever and more | |
Forever and more, Trinna and Martin | |
Amaj Emaj Amaj Emaj | |
Is she making chicken soup? Is she building a home for two? | |
F#min Emaj F#min Emaj Dmaj Emaj | |
Is she heading towards the graveyard, where all her kids are buried? | |
I saw her Sunday milling in the street, I tried so hard couldn’t let her be | |
Does she even remember me, or the things we carried? | |
[same as verse] | |
A bag of bones, A bag of bones, A bag of bones, A bag of bones | |
A bag of bones, A bag of bones, A bag of bones | |
I knew a girl who used to rattle her bones | |
She’d shake them over her head, she’d shake them under your toes | |
But with each shake of the bag another bone fell out | |
Filling limp old skin, slid in a hole in the ground | |
A bag of bones, A bag of bones, A bag of bones, A bag of bones | |
A bag of bones, A bag of bones, A bag of bones | |
Dmaj Amaj Gmaj Amaj | |
We’re in a young rock n’ roll band what’s career advice | |
We’re all full of rock n’ roll distress | |
Tell him: you gotta write the music press | |
Dmaj Gmaj Dmaj | |
I don’t wanna think about this song getting lots of blog play | |
Gmaj | |
I just wanna write one everyday | |
Bmin Amaj Gmaj F#7 | |
But instead I’m sitting here writing bloggers about my band | |
I don’t want to write another email ever again | |
I’m not a typewriting robot: I am a man | |
What do I have to do to get you to write about my band? | |
Bmin Amaj Bmin Amaj | |
Would you write about me if David Bowie guest vocaled live at CMJ? | |
Would you write about me if Pitchfork gave me a 9.8? | |
Would you write about me if the Gallagher brothers called me a dork? | |
Would you write about me if I was from Williamsburg, NY | |
Dmaj Bmin | |
Good people of the music press | |
It is to you that this song is addressed | |
Could you help make-a-me a success? | |
Amaj Gmaj | |
Could you help me, could you help me? | |
Ladies and Gentlemen of the music press: | |
I like that you keep me so warm at night | |
Because you help me figure what records I need to buy | |
And when I’m lonely on a Friday night | |
I just hold the music press extra tight | |
And it helps me figure out | |
What concerts gonna make me feel alright | |
But lately I’ve been thinking: why don’t you write a little about Jonathan Mann? | |
Dmaj Amaj | |
Because the more I think about it: Fleet Foxes, they’re still the same band | |
Grizzly Bear, they’re still the same band | |
The Arcade Fire, they’re still the same band | |
Vampires on the Weekend, they’re still the same band | |
The Vivian Girls, oh my gosh… THE BEATLES!! | |
Good people of the music press | |
It is to you that this song is addressed | |
Could you help make-a-me a success? | |
Could you help me, could you help me? | |
Good people of the music press | |
It is to you that this song is addressed | |
Could you help make-a-me a success? | |
Could you help me, could you help me? | |
Could you help me, could you help me? | |
Could you help me, could you help me now? | |
Amaj Bmin C#min Dmaj Emaj | |
I don’t like spicy because it hurts my mouth | |
I cant find much to eat when I’m down south | |
F#min Dmaj C#min Emaj | |
I would eat a pecan pie from Georgia, yeah | |
But only if it were vegan and fairly traded, yeah | |
I don’t like spicy foods cus it hurts my mouth | |
Amaj C#min Dmaj Bmin Emaj | |
Oh, Technology Sometimes you’re so mean | |
Oh, Technology Sometimes you make me want to scream | |
Dmaj Emaj F#min Emaj | |
First this doesn’t work, then that doesn’t work | |
Dmaj | |
Then this other thing works, but only when this other thing doesn’t work | |
Emaj | |
And I feel like such a jerk | |
Oh, Technology You can make things easier | |
But oh, Technology I want things the way they were | |
Before you started running my life | |
Sometimes I forget what things were like | |
before you started doing all the crazy things you do | |
Amaj Emaj | |
Nothing works the way it’s supposed to | |
Dmaj F#min Emaj | |
Things are breaking left and right | |
A waste of time that I’m opposed to | |
I don’t wanna struggle and to fight | |
Dmaj | |
I just want to make some music | |
Emaj | |
Not fix computers | |
I wanna get down to it | |
Nothing could be ruder | |
Oh, Technology You gave us forks and knives | |
Oh, Technology Now you rule over our lives | |
The refrigerator, and the automobile | |
The Snuggy, and the Happy Meal and the drugs, | |
The drugs that tell me how to feel | |
Oh, Technology You’ve got us all enslaved | |
Oh, Technology I’m gonna go live in a cave | |
And dance beneath the moon with a saber-toothed honey | |
She’ll be much cuter than you, and hotter than money | |
And we’ll wander naked through this world | |
Nothing works the way it’s supposed to | |
Things are breaking left and right | |
A waste of time that I’m opposed to | |
I don’t wanna struggle and to fight | |
I just want to write some songs | |
Not juggle the wires | |
Not twiddle the knobs | |
I wanna play with fire, Technology | |
Gmaj Dmaj | |
Memorial Day, twenty-one-one | |
Cmaj Dmaj | |
Springtime’s gone and the summer’s begun | |
Emin Dmaj Cmaj B7 | |
And I was a teenage dream, and I was the gasoline | |
And I was made of spring | |
Amin Dmaj | |
and the springtime all returned | |
Gmaj Dmaj | |
Boys wear shorts, girls wear tanktops | |
Amin Emin Dmaj | |
Somebody’s out there taking pot shots | |
Gmaj Dmaj Cmaj | |
At the Target sign, what did it ever do to them | |
Stone fruit and tequila lime, I’m letting go of what I think is mine | |
Amin Bmin Cmaj Dmaj | |
Summer leaves destruction disguised as love | |
Or as something simple like a loaf of bread | |
Emin | |
Burning down the house with the barbeque | |
With the barbeque, summer was only one for exercise | |
In the summer sun, you can close your eyes | |
And imagine that you’re some place new | |
Dmaj | |
Or old, depending | |
Boys wear shorts, girls wear tanktops | |
Somebody’s out there taking pot shots | |
At the Target sign, what did it ever do to them | |
Stone fruit and tequila lime, I’m letting go of what I think is mine | |
Memorial Day, twenty-one-one | |
Springtime’s fallen and the summer’s risen | |
I pulled on a piece of string and I got what the Sun God brings but | |
I was made of spring and the springtime all returned | |
Fmin Bbmin | |
Turn on the car, turn off the car, it’s raining | |
Dbmaj Ebmaj Fmin | |
And I’m just gathering my thoughts | |
This story, this story will take some explaining | |
I’m digging in my pockets pulling out all the rocks | |
Ebmaj Fmin | |
I was walking the tightrope in the big top show | |
I was giving the straight dope to the crowd below | |
Bbmin Dbmaj | |
That’s when I saw her, all gold and lace | |
Ebmaj Cmaj | |
Her perfume was familiar and I knew her face | |
Fmaj Bbmaj | |
And I fell down, but I meant her to catch me | |
I fell into the ground, I was falling and falling | |
Gmin Cmaj | |
The hands wrapped around, I went into her bones | |
I could not make a sound, but the Earth, she groaned | |
Turn off the wind, turn off the windshield wipers | |
While I remember how it went | |
Things went from, they went from slow to hyper | |
And I learned there’s no such thing as accident | |
When I finally hit the bottom, it was dark and warm | |
Where it smelled like autumn just before a storm | |
Then the lights came on, she was standing there | |
Then she took my hand, then she said this prayer | |
And I fell down, but I meant her to catch me | |
I fell into the ground, I was falling and falling | |
The hands wrapped around, I went into her bones | |
I could not make a sound, but the Earth, she groaned | |
Dmin Cmaj | |
I was always on your side, I moved mountains and turned the tide | |
Bbmaj | |
I helped your cells subdivide | |
I turned in the sky for you, I turned a blind eye for you | |
Bbmaj Cmaj | |
I broke myself open wide | |
Open the door, open the door cus I want to get out | |
I’m pulling the plug on this interview | |
When I agreed, when I agreed when we set out | |
Well, I didn’t think we’d be in this car just two | |
You remind me so, In the way you move | |
In your second hand clothes, of the girl I knew | |
I look in your eyes, and I’ve already died | |
Open up the door and let me outside | |
G#maj C#maj G#maj | |
Welcome to Song A Day the album | |
E#min D#maj G#maj | |
We sincerely hope you’ll stick around | |
E#min D#maj C#maj G#maj | |
There’ll be lots of songs, there’ll be lots of fun | |
E#min D#maj C#maj G#maj D#maj | |
And you can fun along, thanks to the live stream | |
Welcome to Song A Day the album | |
We’ll be here, like, every single day | |
From now until the 30th, tune in to watch us to play | |
You can simply watch or chime in and have your say via the livechat | |
The livechat | |
C#maj D#maj E#min C#maj | |
Song a Day, song a Day, Song A Day the album | |
C#maj D#maj G#maj | |
Song a Day, song a Day, Song A Day the album | |
Welcome to everyone on the internet | |
We’re here to make music history | |
You’ll watch us work and you’ll watch us eat | |
You’ll watch us fail and sometimes succeed everyday | |
So welcome to old friends and the new ones | |
We hope that you will be entertained | |
By Jonathan and Nick and Thomas and Norman | |
And Matt and Liam and Justin and Laura etc, etc | |
Song a Day, song a Day, Song A Day the album | |
Song a Day, song a Day, Song A Day the album | |
G#maj C#maj | |
Song, song, song a day, song a day | |
G#maj D#maj | |
Song, song, song a day, song a day | |
Song, song, song a day, song a day, | |
Song a day the album | |
G#maj | |
One song a-one year? No! | |
One song a-one month? No! | |
One song a-one week? No! | |
One song a-one day? YAY! | |
Song, song, song a day, song a day | |
Song, song, song a day, song a day | |
Song, song, song a day, song a day, | |
Song a day the album | |
Cmaj Bbmaj Fmaj | |
First, I was supposed to be king | |
Then I was the last of my kind | |
Now I’m not anything | |
Cmaj Bbmaj Amin Gmin | |
Just another soul with nowhere to go and too much time | |
Fmaj Amin Cmaj Bbmaj | |
I was gonna be king, maybe praised and applauded | |
I was gonna be king, love anyone I wanted | |
Fmaj Cmaj6 Ebmaj Bbmaj6 | |
She was everything, but we were denied | |
Bbmaj Cmaj Fmaj | |
And so they had to die | |
Vaguely aware of the rules they set | |
I was so used to getting my way | |
Some ancestor full of regret | |
Some forgotten father turning in his grave | |
So they took her away and they told me to forget her | |
And they brought me another | |
As if it’d make it better | |
They couldn’t be reasoned with | |
Lord knows I tried | |
And so they had to die | |
A7 G7 | |
And so one evening at dinner, I excused myself | |
We had company over | |
Uncles and cousins and everyone else | |
Dmin Fmaj | |
I went up to my room, grabbed my M-16 then when dinner was done | |
Bbmaj A7 | |
I walked calmly back downstairs and I killed everyone | |
I was supposed to be king | |
And I was for three whole days | |
Now I’m not anything | |
Just some brief forgotten king, turning in his grave | |
And the shots rang out and the bodies fell and I wanted to be sure | |
That everyone knew that I was doing it for her | |
It was clear to me by the look in their eyes and so they had to die | |
Gmaj Bmin Amin | |
Every elf down in the forest down near my house is following me around | |
Cmaj Dmaj | |
They want to be their leader | |
Some are fat, some are tall and some don’t look like elves at all | |
But everyone says they think that I’m the bomb | |
Cmaj Emin | |
They say the waited for 10,000 years | |
They say they’ve prayed and shed golden tears | |
Amin Gmaj | |
They tag along when I go to the grocery store | |
Dmaj Emin | |
You can’t see them, but they’re there | |
Now I’ve got no children, got no wife | |
Got no mitigating circumstances in my life | |
So I’m free to lead these elves | |
They took me down to their elfin palace | |
Fed me sap from a silver chalice | |
Sang my name and their brilliant elfin song | |
Emin Gmaj Dmaj Cmaj Dmaj | |
Johnny Tumbleton, king of the Elves king of the Elves king of the Elves | |
Johnny Tumbleton, king of the Elves king of the Elves king of the Elves | |
I quit my job, I sold my house and I packed up to live way out in the trees | |
Beneath the summer sun | |
No one came to look for me, there was no one who would be alarmed by my sudden disappearance | |
We played, and jumped as it got dark | |
We danced and sang and ate tree bark | |
Time seemed to move so fast | |
I met a cute little Elfin lass | |
She took my hand and she became my queen | |
Married on the first of May | |
And she took my breath away, she sang her brilliant Elfin song | |
Johnny Tumbleton, king of the Elves king of the Elves king of the Elves | |
Johnny Tumbleton, king of the Elves king of the Elves king of the Elves | |
The elves listen to what I say, I got tons of responsibility | |
I run this elfin town, from the treetops on down | |
Our son was born Febrauary 10, half human and half elfin | |
He’s the best, he’s the best, he’s the best of both worlds | |
Time goes on and love, it grows | |
In the forest where nobody knows | |
We go about our elfin lives | |
On summer nights when the wind blows clear | |
If you listen close you may just hear the elves and me | |
Singing our elfin song | |
Johnny Tumbleton, king of the Elves king of the Elves king of the Elves | |
Johnny Tumbleton, king of the Elves king of the Elves king of the Elves | |
Johnny Tumbleton, king of the Elves king of the Elves king of the Elves | |
Johnny Tumbleton, king of the Elves king of the Elves king of the Elves | |
Amaj Dmaj Amaj | |
Ones and zeros burned and broken | |
Do you or do you not exist? | |
I will accept you with arms wide open | |
But if you’re fake I’ll feel foolish | |
Amaj C#min Dmaj Emaj | |
You’re friends with my friends but that’s not conclusive | |
I try to verify you, but you are elusive | |
Little bits arranged in rows and rows and just so | |
Now I am obsessed and I simply must know | |
Amaj Dmaj Emaj Dmaj | |
Oooh are you a real person? | |
Oooh are you a real person? | |
Oooh are you a real person? | |
Oooh are you a real person? | |
Flesh and bone is less deceiving | |
I don’t need no terring tell | |
If I can touch you and feel you breathing | |
I feel your heart beating in my chest | |
I don’t know what your motivation might be | |
When you look my way and you decide to friend me | |
Far be it from me to disrupt the status quo | |
Now I am obsessed and I simply must know | |
Oooh are you a real person? | |
Oooh are you a real person? | |
Oooh are you a real person? | |
Oooh are you a real person? | |
If_ you're real just say so | |
If we knew each other long ago | |
If you're someone that I really know | |
If you're real, well then hello. | |
Gmaj Emin Cmaj Dmaj | |
Last night I dreamt I was a submarine | |
I dove right into my bed and I woke up my girlfriend | |
I sleep so heavily, she sleeps so light | |
It’s a miracle when she sleeps through the night | |
Gmaj Dmaj Emin | |
Kick, kick, punch, punch now I take all the covers | |
Roll, roll right out of bed I’m an active sleeping lover | |
Cmaj Dmaj Emin Dmaj | |
Just kick me right out of bed and get a good night’s rest | |
If we were birds I’d probably fall out of the nest | |
Gmaj Amin | |
And onto the ground | |
Cmaj | |
Unless I had wings then I would fly | |
Dmaj | |
Sleep in the sky | |
Sleep in the cloud | |
Land on the ground | |
And dream | |
Cmaj Dmaj | |
Of being | |
Gmaj | |
A submarine. | |
Cmaj Amin | |
Live coverage of the world wide DC | |
Gmaj Fmaj | |
Crowd cheering, song over | |
Steve takes the stage | |
Standing ovation, and Steve looks good! | |
Someone shouts, “I love you” | |
Fmaj Gmaj Amin | |
Steve sounds… exasperated | |
Fmin | |
This is odd. Weirdly quiet, not as energetic | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
Today we’re talking about software | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
250 new features, admire em | |
Amin Gmaj | |
Swipe, pinch, Swipe, pinch, Swipe, pinch, etc. | |
Swipe, music, Swipe, photos Swipe, apps, etc. | |
Targeted facial enhancements | |
That’s a weird thing to spend time on | |
Cmaj Amin | |
Lion auto saves basically everything | |
And this allows for basic versioning | |
Lion auto saves basically everything | |
And this allows for basic versioning | |
Gmaj Fmaj | |
Version control looks just like Time Machine | |
Cmaj | |
Full screen apps, new version of mayo | |
Gmaj | |
FaceTime built in, Coco auto layout | |
Amin Bbmaj | |
Toolbar autohiding, momentum scrolling | |
Gmaj | |
Video decoded acceleration, airdrop | |
E7 Amin | |
Mission control, launch pad, launch pad | |
Blast off!!! | |
Cmaj Dmaj Fmaj Gmaj | |
$29.99, download from the app store | |
works on all computers, coming out this summer | |
Amin | |
iOS 5, Crowd is clapping | |
Fmaj | |
Major Release, Crowd is clapping | |
Dmaj | |
200 new features, Crowd is clapping | |
Gmaj | |
Walking us through them all | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
Notifications, crowd goes “ooo” | |
We got a newsstand, crowd goes “ooo” | |
Tweet integration, crowd goes “ooo” | |
Better Safari, crowd goes “ooo” | |
Built in reminders, crowd goes “ooo” | |
Red eye reduction, crowd goes “ooo” | |
Radical email, crowd goes “ooo” | |
Don’t need a computer, crowd goes, “ooo” | |
Game Center’s stupid, crowd goes “eehhhh” | |
Don’t need a text plan, | |
Crowd goes, crowd goes, crowd goes into the cloud | |
Steve is back on the stage, eveybody’s going nuts | |
Dmin Emin | |
Now all of your da-ta is pushed from the cloud | |
Fmaj Gmaj | |
All your devi-ces are syncing it now | |
Google and Amazon haven’t figured it out | |
Why don’t you follow us into the cloud | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
Into the cloud, into the cloud | |
Into the cloud, into the cloud | |
One more thing, iTunes matching | |
Into the cloud, into the cloud | |
Into the cloud, into the cloud | |
Emaj Bmaj Amaj | |
It’s so easy to be Wii U crazy princess peach and daisy | |
Emaj | |
Dark Sider’s too amazing | |
Amaj6 Amin Bmaj | |
Oh no no, I’m not sure you understand | |
C#min | |
Take the Wii U in your hand | |
It’s so easy to be Wii U crazy if you’re high strung or you’re lazy | |
Better than Spielberg or Scorsese | |
Oh no no, I’m not sure you understand | |
Emaj G#7 | |
Take the Wii U in your hand | |
C#min Amaj | |
And now you understand | |
Take the Wii U in your hand and | |
Now you understand | |
Take the Wii U in your hand | |
Now you understand | |
Take the Wii U in your hand | |
Now you understand | |
Take the Wii U in your hand | |
Now you understand | |
Take the Wii U in your hand | |
Bbmaj Fmaj | |
Everybody dies alone | |
Bbmaj Gmin Fmaj | |
From the still born baby to the man full grown | |
Gmin Amin | |
I hate being alone, it drives me totally nuts | |
Bbmaj Cmaj | |
I hate it down in my bones, I hate it down in my guts | |
Fmaj Bbmin | |
And I hate being alone | |
Fmaj Cmaj Bbmaj | |
I used to make my mom call my friends on the telephone | |
Fmaj Bbmin | |
Sometimes no one was free | |
Dbmaj Cmaj | |
But then it would be just me me me me me | |
Fmaj Bbmin | |
I hate being alone I hate being alone I hate being alone I hate being alone | |
Cmaj | |
Being alone, being alone, being alone | |
Everybody dies alone | |
But the consequences of this might be slightly overblown | |
Modern science doesn’t know and religion, just forget it | |
Nobody knows where you go and then you breathe your final breath and it means | |
No one knows where you go | |
Could be a big empty room or a loud, crowded rock show | |
You die alone, oh yes | |
But a second after that is anyone’s guess | |
I hate being alone I hate being alone I hate being alone I hate being alone | |
Being alone, being alone, being alone | |
Amin Bbmaj Amin Cmaj | |
Some people are comfortable seeing movies by themselves | |
Or going to restaurant “table for one” they don’t need anyone else | |
Dbmaj Cmaj | |
They’re fine just watching tv, or drinking a beer at home | |
Gmin Amin Bbmaj | |
I thought it would go away, but the world has shown | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
That people come and they go and I hate being alone | |
And I hate being alone | |
I used to make my mom call my friends on the telephone | |
Sometimes no one was free | |
But then it would be just me me me me me | |
I hate being alone I hate being alone I hate being alone I hate being alone | |
Being alone, being alone, being alone | |
Dmaj Bmin Amaj Gmaj | |
I don’t wanna turn back time, kids these days don’t know the phrase | |
“Be kind, please rewind”, it was a simple time and as a phase | |
Emin Gmaj | |
the lights come down and the movie comes on | |
Dmaj | |
the tests were out, had the answers wrong | |
Dmaj Amaj Gmaj F#7 | |
but I’ll take another dose and the world gets overexposed | |
Dmaj Bmin Amaj Gmaj | |
hey my favorite girlfriend, cut the ground and you’re holding my hand | |
kiss you in the hot tub, you let me do it cus they double dared us | |
but I’d kiss you any day, don’t need a dare I would kiss you anyway | |
Emin Gmaj | |
oh, I’d kiss you anyway | |
oh, I’d kiss you anyway | |
I don’t wanna turn back time, it’s a medical procedure and all the risk is | |
In your mind and the world around you turns the miss | |
Nostalgia blast you’re living in the past | |
Every hit of the high’s a little less than the last | |
So take another dose and the world gets overexposed | |
hey my favorite girlfriend, cut the ground and you’re holding my hand | |
kiss you in the hot tub, you let me do it cus they double dared us | |
but I’d kiss you any day, don’t need a dare I would kiss you anyway | |
oh, I’d kiss you anyway | |
oh, I’d kiss you anyway | |
F#7 Bmin Emaj Amaj | |
I don’t wanna turn back time, it’s not 1989 | |
F#7 Gmaj | |
The past is dead and gone, it’s time to move on | |
Hey my sorta boyfriend, I cut the ground and you’re holding my hand | |
Kissed me in the hot tub, I let you do it cus they double dared us | |
But I didn’t want to kiss you, twenty years later and I haven’t missed you | |
No no I haven’t missed you | |
No no I haven’t missed you | |
No no I haven’t missed you | |
No no I haven’t missed you | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
There’s a lot of cats on the internet | |
Some you will remember, most you will forget | |
Dmin Gmaj | |
Video after video, oh | |
The lol cats, they’re everywhere you go | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
But there’s only one cat for me | |
I said there’s only one cat for me | |
Dmin Gmaj | |
He loves boxes of all sizes and shapes | |
He jumps in them and then he escapes | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
Maru we love you | |
Fmaj Gmaj | |
Our hears are a series of cardboard boxes | |
Cmaj Fmaj Dmin Gmaj | |
For you to jump in, get stuck in and fall in love with | |
And we will build you a physically impossible matryoshka box | |
With layers infinite jump in it, and in it | |
Maru we love you | |
Our hears are a series of cardboard boxes | |
For you to jump in, get stuck in and fall in love with | |
And we will build you a physically impossible matryoshka box | |
With layers infinite jump in it, and in it | |
Maru we love you | |
Our hears are a series of cardboard boxes | |
For you to jump in, get stuck in and fall in love with | |
And we will build you a physically impossible matryoshka box | |
With layers infinite jump in it, and in it | |
Gmaj Dmaj Cmaj Dmaj | |
If the Earth were to open up and swallow me whole | |
And spit me out onto the ice down on the north pole | |
I’d pitch a tent, and strike a match and burn my way through the ice | |
Cus the body’s mostly water, snow is mostly H2O | |
And I’d melt into a puddle and drift home on the smoke | |
Cus home is where the heart is and the heart is a powerful device | |
Emin Cmaj | |
Cus you can never go home again, no matter where your heart has been | |
Dmaj | |
You can never go home again, much to my chagrin, you can never go home again | |
Cus you can never go home again, no matter where your heart has been | |
You can never go home again, much to my chagrin, you can never go home again | |
Gmaj F#min Emin | |
I gotta a poison swirl in my mind | |
Sings a hundred sweet, evil melodies when the hour bell rings | |
F#min Emin | |
You’re always wrong except when you’re not | |
You write a song and you’re stirring the pot | |
I got a whirlpool brain that’s dragging me down | |
A million 5-ton memories making sure that I drown | |
You’re always wrong, you’re always surprised | |
Amaj F#7 | |
Reality comes and you realize | |
Gmaj Bmin | |
That it’s something wrong in the way you | |
F#7 Emin | |
And the wires crossed and burned | |
And you’re laying there always on the brink | |
Of a brain that’s overturned | |
Amaj Gmaj | |
Don’t mislead yourself into a state of doubt and | |
F#7 | |
Don’t believe yourself when you’re not telling the truth | |
I got some good ideas that turn to salt | |
When I confront what’s real, the mad gestalt | |
You’re getting crazier with each passing thought | |
Don’t try to hide it, you’re stirring the pot | |
I gotta bed that swallows me at night | |
And then I’m almost the same but not quite | |
You’re always taking the long way around | |
You’re always making the same damn sound | |
Don’t mislead yourself into a state of doubt and | |
Don’t believe yourself when you’re not telling the truth | |
Don’t mislead yourself into a state of doubt and | |
Don’t believe yourself when you’re not telling the truth | |
Dmaj F#min Gmaj Amaj | |
Well they tried to arrest one night beneath the great but crescent moon | |
I was out there selling watermelons and watermelon shaped balloons | |
When a kid came up and intervened he must have been about 17 | |
He said this aint the guy you’re looking for and so the police let me be | |
Gmaj Dmaj | |
And I’m pushing rocks up hills that are steep and getting steeper | |
I’m sometimes being watch by eight more friendly creepers | |
Gmaj E7 | |
On the seventh day I rest, but the sixth I like the best | |
Dmaj Amaj Gmaj | |
When the waves come crashing down, and all we’ve built gets drowned | |
Emin | |
And the wind blows wild washes all of us aground, I’ll be found | |
Amaj | |
When the waves come crashing down | |
She was probably older by a few years but I could not know for sure | |
I found myself on the outside looking in on what we were | |
Was it me that she was flirting with or the promise of what could be | |
Something flashed, she took my hand and led me out to sea | |
And I’m throwing left, right punches in the rhythms I’ve enjoyed | |
And the thoughts flow out of my mind, straight into the void | |
And you can never build that which cannot be destroyed | |
When the waves come crashing down, and all we’ve built gets drowned | |
And the wind blows wild washes all of us aground, I’ll be found | |
When the waves come crashing down | |
When the waves come crashing down, and all we’ve built gets drowned | |
And the wind blows wild washes all of us aground, I’ll be found | |
When the waves come crashing down | |
Well I can see the ferris wheel from my hotel window | |
It’s the oldest one in Europe and I wanted to but never got to go | |
And I’m sleeping on the floor because the bed they gave me is just too soft | |
And anytime I take a ride on something old I’m ready to get off | |
And I’m throwing left, right punches in the rhythms I’ve enjoyed | |
And the thoughts flow out of my mind, straight into the void | |
And you can never build that which cannot be destroyed | |
When the waves come crashing down, and all we’ve built gets drowned | |
And the wind blows wild washes all of us aground, I’ll be found | |
When the waves come crashing down | |
When the waves come crashing down | |
When the waves come crashing down | |
Ebmaj Abmaj6-4 | |
We ride our bikes down summer streets | |
The world is sun, the world is heat | |
Cmin Bbmaj | |
We get home covered in sweat | |
Abmaj Ebmaj | |
But I don’t want to shower just yet, no | |
Ebmaj Abmaj | |
Sweaty girlfriend, sweaty girlfriend | |
I am attracted to your scent | |
Cmin Bbmaj | |
No not yet, don’t take a shower | |
Abmaj Bbmaj | |
I’m drawn in to your body power | |
Well she comes home in her yoga pants | |
She walks by, I’m in a yoga trance | |
She’s heading for the shower now | |
And I jump up and tackle her to the ground | |
Sweaty girlfriend, sweaty girlfriend | |
I am attracted to your scent | |
No not yet, don’t take a shower | |
I’m drawn in to your body power | |
Now we’re in new york paying subway fares | |
And walking up ten flights of stairs | |
The city heat makes her collapse | |
Let’s find a bed and take new york naps | |
I’m drawn in by her style and grace | |
Her pretty voice and her pretty face | |
And when we’re at home alone | |
I am drawn to her pheromones | |
Sweaty girlfriend, sweaty girlfriend | |
I am attracted to your scent | |
No not yet, don’t take a shower | |
I’m drawn in to your body power | |
Sweaty girlfriend, sweaty girlfriend | |
I am attracted to your scent | |
No not yet, don’t take a shower | |
I’m drawn in to your body power | |
Amin Gmaj Dmin Amin | |
Could I interest you in a handmade watch marked in 1684 | |
Amin Gmaj Fmaj Amin | |
It belonged to a boy who was drowned in a river in the middle of a civil war | |
Amin D#dim Dmin Emaj | |
They say it brings beauty to the bearer because of all the mud in the river | |
Amin Gmaj Fmaj Gmaj Fmaj Emaj Amin | |
And I’ll sell it to you for a mighty fine price, a mighty fine price indeed | |
I’ve got this gold grandfather clock from the 13th century | |
It keeps the time with the rhythm in your mind, comes with a guarantee | |
If you’re not completely satisfied, you can bring it back when your first born dies | |
And I’ll sell it to you for a mighty fine price, a mighty fine price indeed | |
Maybe you’d like this burned up kite, it belonged to Benjamin Frank | |
It was given to me by a horny old man who worked for the World Bank | |
It attracts good luck to the slightest touch, but the danger comes when used to much | |
And I’ll sell it to you for a mighty fine price, a mighty fine price indeed | |
How about this printing press that can only print one thing | |
A manifesto of simpler times of man and God and King | |
The rider had 40 wives, 20 sons and a burning need | |
And I’ll sell it to you for a mighty fine price, a mighty fine price indeed | |
Oh I see you found the bicycle that Che Guevara rode | |
Dust it off and take her out and the tires might explode | |
The tires contain the memories of every road they ever have seen | |
And I’ll sell it to you for a mighty fine price, a mighty fine price indeed | |
Here’s a necklace that belonged to Catherine the Great | |
I found it on the 7th floor of the Empire State | |
They say it talks to you at night like a voice like a warbling reed | |
And I’ll sell it to you for a mighty fine price, a mighty fine price indeed | |
Have you seen the pistol that only shoots green arrows tipped with blood | |
The arrows make the strap mistake their wounded pride with love | |
Love in its purest form that keeps the wounded safe warm | |
And I’ll sell it to you for a mighty fine price, a mighty fine price indeed | |
Have a look at this magnifying glass and you will see | |
Everything that ever was and all that’s yet to be | |
You’d be a fool to refuse this tool, a glimpse into the miniscule | |
And I’ll sell it to you for a mighty fine price, a mighty fine price indeed | |
Do you have kids, cus if you did I’ve got rows and rows of toys | |
Melancholy soldier men and racecars for the boys | |
Girls have enjoyed my favorite marbles when they see it | |
And I’ll sell it to you for a mighty fine price, a mighty fine price indeed | |
This mystery box contains a taste of something so unique | |
If you open it before it’s due you won’t see or hear or speak | |
You won’t know if it’s good or hurts, you’ll be in another universe | |
And I’ll sell it to you for a mighty fine price, a mighty fine price indeed | |
What about this realistic golden goose that flies | |
With wings that really flap and gem, ruby, opal eyes | |
The eggs it lays are edible and of the normal size | |
And I’ll sell it to you for a mighty fine price, a mighty fine price indeed | |
Before you leave, one final thing I’ve saved the last for best | |
I can tell you’re not impressed by trinkets or the rest | |
A human soul wrapped in a jacket polyester tweed | |
And I’ll sell it to you for a mighty fine price, a mighty fine price indeed | |
Fmaj A7 | |
One thing sometimes seems like another | |
Dmin G7 | |
Upon closer inspection, a curse is a blessing | |
Fmaj Cmaj Bbmaj | |
So you float into yourself | |
Sometimes you just got no idea | |
The meaning seems hidden but really, it isn’t | |
So you fold into yourself | |
You search in the faces of the people you know | |
You feel like Magellan but the faces aren’t telling | |
So you fold into yourself | |
You think maybe you’ll find it in some place exotic | |
In an old elevator or a dinosaur crater | |
So you fold into yourself | |
Start to get worried, you start to panic | |
Let out your breath and you use what’s left | |
To fold into yourself | |
You wake from your dream all groggy confused | |
And the hand that you’re holding means you are unfolding | |
And you found it in yourself | |
Fmaj A7 Dmin | |
It was small and insecure | |
G7 Cmaj | |
But it begins to grow and grow, the doubts get fewer and fewer | |
Dmaj | |
You’ll see me, I’ll see you | |
Cmaj | |
In the afterlife | |
We’ll have tea that I brew | |
With infusions of light | |
Bmaj | |
The light we follow into the afterlife | |
The light we follow into the afterlife | |
Amaj Gmaj | |
Now it’s time for me to go and meet Jesus Christ | |
He has an hourly show that’s just 20 minutes from here | |
Bmin Gmaj Amaj | |
He tells like 5 or 6 jokes and chucks packs of smokes into the audience | |
While they take off their tops | |
Dmaj Bmin | |
One of these mornings | |
Gmaj Amaj | |
I’m gonna grow wings | |
F#7 Bmin | |
I’m gonna fly into the sun | |
Amaj | |
And meet my maker, oh yeah | |
Dmaj Bmin | |
One of these mornings | |
Gmaj Amaj | |
I’m gonna grow wings | |
I’m gonna fly into the sun | |
And meet my maker, oh yeah | |
Cmaj Gmaj | |
Well I want to be part | |
Amin Fmaj | |
What you got going on | |
Don’t have to think that I’m cool | |
But I want to belong | |
I may be very small but I am enthusiastic | |
A little participation doesn’t have to be so drastic | |
Cmaj Amin Gmaj Fmaj | |
Include me, in all the things you’re doing | |
Include me, the endeavors you’re pursuing | |
Include me, in the everyday conversations | |
Include me, I am young have patience | |
Well I don’t want to be | |
On the outside of the circle | |
If you are orange, then I want to be purple | |
Ask my opinion, and I will astound | |
On everything beneath the sun and crawling on the ground | |
Include me, I’m not just a little brat | |
Include me, here and there and this and that | |
Include me, in your daily compromises | |
Include me, in your big and small surprises | |
Well anyone can see that I got lots to offer | |
I can play loud or I can play softer | |
And anywhere you go, I can surely follow | |
If you are Zeus, well then I will be Apollo | |
Include me, cus I wanna be in your gang | |
Include me, just like it ain’t no thing | |
Include me, and I will dance and dance with joy | |
Include me, and I will try not to annoy | |
Include me, cus I’m not just a little brat | |
Include me, here and there and this and that | |
Include me, in your daily compromises | |
Include me, in your big and small surprises | |
Include me, cus I wanna be in your gang | |
Include me, just like it ain’t no thing | |
Include me, and I will dance and dance with joy | |
Include me, and I will try not to annoy | |
Gmaj Dmaj Cmaj Dmaj | |
To all the organisms that reproduce asexually, this one’s for you | |
You don’t have a mother, you don’t have a father | |
You are a clone, it’s like you are your own brother | |
Bmin Cmaj | |
It’s Father’s Day, but I’d like to say | |
Dmaj | |
Happy Asexual Reproduction Day | |
Happy Asexual Reproduction Day | |
Happy Asexual Reproduction Day | |
Ebmaj | |
Happy Asexual Reproduction Day | |
Maybe you’re some bacteria living in the bottom of a lake with all your friends | |
You eat stuff down there, you decompose it for us | |
You’ve got close relative upshore in the forest | |
It’s Father’s Day, but I’d like to say | |
Happy Asexual Reproduction Day | |
Happy Asexual Reproduction Day | |
Happy Asexual Reproduction Day | |
Happy Asexual Reproduction Day | |
Or you’re Kentucky Bluegrass growing in lawns across America | |
Doing your applemixes | |
Lots of blackberries, that yummy fruity treat | |
You’ve got no parents and you’re so fun to eat | |
It’s Father’s Day, but I’d like to say | |
Happy Asexual Reproduction Day | |
Happy Asexual Reproduction Day | |
Happy Asexual Reproduction Day | |
Happy Asexual Reproduction Day | |
Cmaj Gmaj Fmaj | |
We’re totally wiped out, now it’s time to go to sleep | |
We’re totally wiped out, you won’t hear another peep | |
We’re totally wiped out, now it’s time we’ve got to go | |
We’re totally wiped out, prepare yourself for this solo | |
We’re totally wiped out, no no I wanna go to bed now | |
We’re totally wiped out, nothing left into my head now | |
We’re totally wiped out, this song wont be very long | |
We’re totally wiped out, like this is the end of this day | |
Fmaj Gmin | |
His name is Norman Famous | |
Nobody knows where he is | |
Maybe he’s playing the drums | |
He’d be the best like as good as Amos | |
Bbmaj | |
Leave a message | |
Fmaj Amin | |
Fact: the sky will always be blue | |
Cmaj Bbmaj | |
And Douglas will always want to talk to you | |
Dmin Cmaj Bbmaj | |
He’ll call you back in a few | |
Cmaj Dmin | |
Martin, he’s a dilettante | |
Fmaj Dmin | |
He can do so many things | |
He can dance, he can sing | |
Fmaj Cmaj | |
But it seems he won’t pick up the phone when it rings | |
Cmaj Fmaj Gmaj | |
So you’re trying to call Michelle | |
Yeah, you’re trying to reach Michelle | |
Amin Cmaj D7 | |
Well, she’s probably on the bus which is why you’re hearing us | |
Cmaj Fmaj Gmaj | |
So leave a message at the bell | |
Yeah leave a message at the bell | |
Dmaj Cmaj | |
Data centers, energy geek, sailor, friend of Was | |
Alex Fielding will call you back | |
Alex Fielding will call you back | |
Emin | |
John Boyd was never a man to avoid | |
Amin | |
On the contrary, you’re one he enjoys | |
Emin B7 | |
So if he doesn’t answer the phone, don’t get annoyed | |
Gmaj Fmaj Dmaj | |
Band-Aids are science’s scabs and | |
You have reached Brad | |
Amin Gmaj | |
He will call you back, I said | |
Brad, Brad, Brad, Brad, Brad! | |
Fmaj Emin | |
Daniel, Daniel Grossman | |
He can handle the work of dos men | |
Fmaj Gmaj Cmaj | |
Leave him a message and he’ll call you back | |
Leave him a message and he’ll call you back | |
Cmaj Gmaj Fmaj | |
Jennifer’s busy writing her novel | |
Jennifer’s busy riding her horse | |
Dmin Gmaj | |
Leave a message, she’ll get back to you, of course | |
Dmin | |
Sutton Hey, She’s mad for paint | |
Sutton Hey, She’s mad for paint | |
Sutton Hey, She’s mad for paint | |
Sutton Hey, She’ll call you back | |
Sutton Hey, She’ll call you back | |
Sutton Hey, She’ll call you back | |
Dmaj Gmaj | |
You’ve reached the telephone of Mark | |
You’ve reached the telephone of Mark | |
He’s busy working on tedmed | |
He’s got ideas in his head | |
Bmin Amaj | |
He wants to talk to you, but not yet | |
Dmaj Gmaj | |
So leave a message now instead | |
Bmin Amaj | |
So leave a message here instead | |
Dmaj Cmaj | |
Brian left his phone in the beehive | |
Bbmaj Amaj | |
He’ll have to call you back in 10, maybe 5 | |
This is John Krill’s phone | |
Dmaj | |
Cody is busy, leave a message for this man and | |
Emin Amaj | |
You’ll get called back my Cody Cannon | |
Emaj | |
Hello, this is Eric Jurgen | |
I can’t come to the phone right now because | |
I’m busy growing my beard | |
Please leave a message at the tone and I’ll call you right back | |
Gmaj Cmaj | |
Monty and the boys, Monty and the boys, Monty and the boys ain’t home | |
Leave yourself a message, right after this little old lonely tone | |
Dmaj Amaj | |
Kristen Sintrella, she’s more and more bella | |
If you saw a Pterodactyl leave a message and tell her | |
Keith, Keith, fabulous Keith | |
Leave him a message after the beep | |
Why isn’t Lisa picking up her phone? | |
Maybe she lost it, maybe it broke | |
But she’ll get back to you, you’ve got to understand | |
That she’ll get back to you in every way she can | |
Craig is busy counting his guitars | |
He cannot reach the phone, it is too far | |
He really wants to know just who you are | |
Craig is busy counting his guitars | |
Mark and Judy could be taking Tiki for a leak | |
They could be with their granddaughter, playing hide and seek | |
They’ll call you back, they’ll call you back, they’ll call you back | |
Jacob Patrick, five job hat trick | |
Writer, director, father, animator, entrepreneur | |
He’ll call you back later | |
My name is Julian, I totally rule-ian | |
I love cheese, leave a message please | |
Amatal hol is delicious | |
Ivory King, she knows a little about a lot of things | |
She gets distracted when the telephone rings | |
So expect a call back from Ms. Ivory King | |
Well Matt can only handle one with at a time, | |
He’s either making games or talking on the phone line | |
He’ll call you back | |
He’ll call you back | |
Where is Peter? | |
Peter Where? | |
Better leave a message, Peter Where | |
Ziva’s out rocking with her band or she’s got a ping pong paddle in her hand | |
She’ll call you back when she can | |
Nida’s a potata | |
Nida’s a potita | |
Nida’s not at home | |
Nida’s sorry she missed ya | |
Nida, Nida sweet as apple cider | |
No she’ll, no she’ll call you back | |
Has anybody heard from little Peter Bedford | |
He’s probably drinking tea and studying philosophy | |
Leave a message at the beep | |
John can’t answer | |
John can’t answer | |
John can’t answer | |
Leave him a message right now | |
Sanaya, Sanaya playing with her unicorn | |
Sanaya, Sanaya hard to get her on the horn | |
Sanaya, Sanaya she will call you back for sure | |
Dmaj Amaj | |
Your heart is like this autoharp | |
Gmaj Gmin | |
So simple to play, so difficult to master | |
Your heart is just like a game of Tetris | |
So simple to play, so difficult to master | |
Dmaj Cmaj Dmaj | |
But I’m gonna try, cus I’m that kinda guy | |
Cmaj Gmaj Dmaj | |
And I may never know for sure | |
I may never understand you completely | |
But I’ll keep trying just as long as you will let me | |
Two birds sit on a willow branch | |
One bird is happy, the other bird is sad | |
The wind whips the willow around and around | |
The two birds hold on to each other’s hand | |
The birds have wings, not fingers and things | |
And I may never know for sure | |
I may never understand you completely | |
But I’ll keep trying just as long as you will let me | |
But I’m gonna try, yeah I’m gonna try | |
And I may never know for sure | |
I may never understand you completely | |
But I’ll keep trying just as long as you will let me | |
I’ll keep trying just as long as you will let me | |
My heart’s more like a big, glass orb | |
You can see right through it and it’s easy to break | |
My heart is like a delicate flower, it smells really nice but it will die if you take it | |
So watch out, yeah look out | |
You will always know for sure | |
You will know it all | |
And you will know it all as long as I will let you | |
And you will know it all as long as I will let you | |
I’ll keep trying just as long as you will let me | |
I’ll keep trying just as long as you will let me | |
Cmaj Gmin | |
Quick trick, crick in the neck | |
Ebmaj Fmaj | |
Every time you sleep on the ground, you got another one coming | |
Drumming, plastic skins, we don’t belong in these old time hymns | |
Cmaj Fmaj Cmaj | |
And oh, I’m just telling a lie | |
Fmaj Cmaj Gmaj | |
Telling a lie that don’t hurt nobody | |
And oh, I’m just breaking my stride | |
Stopping to smell the roses | |
Nice, twice bed bug lice | |
Everytime you sleep in New York you got another one coming | |
Humming familiar tune | |
New York, New York and someday soon | |
And oh, I’m just telling a lie | |
Telling a lie that don’t hurt nobody | |
And oh, I’m just breaking my stride | |
Stopping to smell the roses again | |
Amin Gmaj Fmaj | |
And you forfeit to the state | |
Your rights and sealed fate | |
Ebmaj Fmaj | |
A god given mandate that you hate | |
And the tires squeal and burn | |
In the noontime sun in Kern | |
County where they turn everything you learn into something false | |
Rap, slap it’s a trap | |
Everytime you sleep in the sky you got another one coming | |
Numbing skin to the touch, nobody bothers to feel too much | |
And oh, I’m just telling a lie | |
Telling a lie that don’t hurt nobody | |
And oh, I’m just breaking my stride | |
Stopping to smell the roses | |
And oh, I’m just telling a lie | |
Telling a lie that don’t hurt nobody but | |
And oh, I’m just breaking my stride | |
Stopping to smell the roses again | |
Amaj Dmaj | |
Nick and Matt are having babies | |
Emaj Dmin Emaj | |
Jesse already has one | |
All my friends are living in houses | |
I’m still renting this apartment, | |
Dmaj Amaj Dmaj | |
It’s true, I can just up and leave anytime | |
I am totally free, that’s why I’m | |
Amaj F#min Emaj | |
Doing it the only way I know how | |
Jealousy, it creeps up on me like a little, evil birdie | |
I’m years away from a family, though I’m creeping up on 30 | |
Oh, I know I write these songs all day, I’m amazed | |
That I ever get paid, it’s my way | |
Of doing it the only way I know how | |
Dmaj Bmin Amaj Emaj | |
Someone somewhere wishes they could what I do, I know it | |
There’s some kind of self-appreciation threshold, and I’m always below it | |
Dmaj Amaj Dmaj | |
I can’t see what it is that I got, I only see | |
What it is that I don’t I only see | |
What it is that I’m not | |
Dmaj | |
Incremental steps, they mask how I grow | |
Emaj | |
I could be growing all the time and I just never know | |
Oh, I know I write these songs all day, I’m amazed | |
Of how my life is arranged, it’s my way | |
Of doing it the only way I know how | |
I will keep my heart open to the part that’s humorous and sturdy | |
I will write more songs and travel around while creeping up on 30 | |
Oh I know, we’re changing all the time it’s a fact | |
Once you’re a thing then I’m on track, doing it the only way I know | |
Amaj Dmaj | |
Doing it, doing it, do do do doing it | |
Amaj Emaj | |
Doing it, doing it, do do do doing it | |
Doing it, doing it, do do do doing it | |
Doing it the only way I know how | |
Amaj | |
Another two years gone, I’m two years older and nothing has changed | |
Still wish you had one more chance to prove you had the power of strange | |
Dmaj Amaj Emaj Amaj | |
I wish I could dance like you, I wanna dance with your ghost | |
I wish I could sing like you, no one will ever be like you | |
No, no not even close | |
Dmaj Amaj | |
Oh, Michael you made me wanna be | |
F#min Emaj | |
Every bit as good as you | |
Oh Michael, you made me wanna see | |
The good in people, no matter what they do | |
When I was seven years old, I danced and danced | |
You were my everything | |
You still make me dance and sing | |
The king is dead, long live the king | |
Oh, Michael you made me wanna be | |
Every bit as good as you | |
Oh Michael, you made me wanna see | |
The good in people, no matter what they do | |
Oh, Michael you made me wanna be | |
Every bit as good as you | |
Oh Michael, you made me wanna see | |
The good in people, no matter what they do | |
Oh Michael | |
Gmin Fmaj Gmin | |
There’s a Leprechaun, Leprechaun living in Petaluma | |
Bbmaj Cmaj Bbmaj Cmaj Dmaj | |
We’re gonna learn from her and howl beneath the moon-a | |
Come what may, come what might | |
We’re learning all about gold tonight | |
We’re chasing rainbows and eating plants | |
That make us sing and make us dance | |
Dmaj Gmaj Amaj Bmin | |
Let’s everybody get married on the Empire State | |
Let’s confess our love in downtown Manhattan | |
From Central Park to the Golden Gate | |
Shout it from the rooftops in Biblical Latin | |
Dmaj Gmaj Amaj | |
We’re coming Brrrum pum pum pum | |
We’re coming Brrrum pum pum pum | |
We’re coming Brrrum pum pum pum | |
Dmaj Amaj Dmaj | |
Out | |
Let’s everybody group hug in Madison Square | |
Let’s swim buck naked to Liberty Island | |
If you gum up the works, you’ll be caught unaware | |
Confused as to why everybody’s smiling | |
We’re coming Brrrum pum pum pum | |
We’re coming Brrrum pum pum pum | |
We’re coming Brrrum pum pum pum | |
Out | |
Bmin A6 Dmaj | |
You can’t stop love | |
You can’t stop love | |
You can’t stop love | |
You can’t stop love | |
And you can’t stop love (4x) | |
Let’s everybody do jumping jacks on the Brooklyn Bridge | |
Let’s get our hearts racing and then storm the capital | |
Let’s shower them with kisses, even the grinches | |
Let’s show them we love them when they do things that matter | |
We’re coming Brrrum pum pum pum | |
We’re coming Brrrum pum pum pum | |
We’re coming Brrrum pum pum pum | |
We’re coming Brrrum pum pum pum | |
Out | |
Dmaj F#7 | |
There’s a place that I know where the fortune freaks scene | |
Gmaj Amaj | |
Making customized soaps that look and smell like everything | |
Any scent you can think of in your head | |
From juniper berry to Amish Friendship Bread | |
You can make it glitter or have metallic sheen | |
Au natural with the poppy seed | |
So file your destiny, your fortune awaits | |
Think outside the ball, let your soap tell your fate | |
Fortune cookie soap, fortune cookie soap | |
No parabens, no sodium lauryl sulfate | |
With no synthetic preservatives | |
No animal testing, completely gunk free | |
They test it on themselves so you know it’s gotta be | |
Fortune cookie soap, fortune cookie soap | |
Gmaj Dmaj Gmaj F#7 | |
Cabaret, Dragontrube, MoogieMan and Blue Lagoon | |
Hazlenut, Cappuccino, Lemon Zing and In The Loop | |
Hocus Pocus, Halloween, Hocus Pocus, Keep It Clean | |
Beach Bum, Baby Doll, Escuchar it’s natural | |
Va-va-va-va- Vivid, Agave Lime, | |
Dragon’s Blood, Yacht Club, Clementine | |
Takes the Cake, The Great Grape, Ice Capade and Crème Brule | |
Fresh Bamboo, Peach, Pink Grapefruit, Aloe Vera it’s up to you | |
If you’re a clean freak, become a fortune freak | |
If you’re a clean freak, become a fortune freak | |
Fortune cookie soap, fortune cookie soap | |
Fortune cookie soap, fortune cookie soap | |
Dmin Fmaj | |
You build a house, brick by brick | |
Cmaj | |
Then you knock it down | |
You drain the lake drop by drop | |
so that you won’t drown | |
Bbmaj Cmaj | |
If you’re overwhelmed, then you’re paying attention | |
But if you’re concerned with higher ascension | |
Fmaj Cmaj | |
Then you missed your stop on the last train out | |
Dmin Cmaj | |
Temperature drop when the winter comes | |
Fire followed by angry shouts | |
Smoke signals and the distant drums, the end | |
Bbmaj G7 | |
The end, oh the end has come | |
Dmin Bbmaj | |
When you set out, you dream of land | |
Fmaj Cmaj | |
Foreign and distant and totally new | |
Two weeks in you wish you had a place of your own made just for you | |
Gmin Bbmaj Cmaj | |
When the sails are furled, and you step ashore | |
You won’t hear the waves at night anymore | |
And you miss the sound of metal on mast | |
And the kiss of the stars as the morning comes | |
Speed with which the days fly past | |
Smoke signals and the distant drums, the end | |
The end, the end has come | |
You dig a hole earth by earth | |
Then you fill it in | |
You did it for yourself, for what that’s worth | |
And you’d do it again | |
You dig all the way to the moon and back | |
You dig right through a heart attack | |
You’ll keep digging til the shovel gives way | |
Back to the beginning with whispered hums | |
You put yourself up on display | |
With smoke signals and distant drums, | |
The end, then end the end has come | |
The end, oh the end, the end | |
Fmaj A7 | |
But you wake from all groggy confused | |
Dmin G7 | |
And the hand you’re holding means you were unfolding | |
Fmaj Cmaj Bbmaj | |
And you found it in yourself | |
Amin Gmaj Dmin | |
That winter coat won’t keep you safe | |
Cmaj Bbmaj Gmaj | |
Won’t hide your face, from the harpie’s eyes | |
That summer sun will waste away | |
Your covered face, that old disguise | |
Cmaj Gmaj | |
And you jump, and you fail | |
And you run, and you impale | |
Amin Gmaj | |
Your sense of time, with a railroad climb | |
Up to the top of Bertridge Road | |
Fmaj Cmaj Gmaj | |
Whether you’re thin and scrawny | |
Or sagging with unsightly fat | |
My secret Dynaflex method | |
Will cram pep and vigor | |
And red-blooded vitality | |
Into your puny, exhausted body | |
Cmaj | |
Once Dynaflex makes you | |
Dmaj | |
A two-fisted dynamo of manly beauty | |
Gmaj Cmaj | |
Rippling with power, glowing with magnetic appeal | |
Cmaj Dmaj | |
You’ll be bursting with get up and go, get up and go | |
Man, you’ll really be alive | |
Tingling with zest and rip roaring energy | |
Amaj Cmaj | |
For the first time in years | |
For the first time in years | |
Whether you’re then and scrawny | |
Or sagging with unsightly fat | |
My secret Dynaflex | |
method | |
Will cram pep and vigor | |
And red-blooded vitality | |
Into your puny, exhausted body | |
Once Dynaflex makes you | |
A two-fisted dynamo of manly beauty | |
Rippling with power, glowing with magnetic appeal | |
You’ll be bursting, just bursting with get up and go | |
You’ll be really alive | |
Gmaj Cmaj Dmaj | |
Man, you’ll be really alive | |
Man you’ll be, you’ll be, you’ll be really alive | |
Cmaj Amin | |
We did it, we won | |
Gmaj Cmaj | |
The British are gone | |
Amin Fmaj Gmaj | |
Now we are free to be however we wanna be | |
Slaves, yeah we got em | |
Someone’s gotta be on the stop, someone’s gotta be on the bottom | |
Fmaj Gmaj | |
Happy 4th of July, don’t go asking me why | |
Cmaj Amin | |
Happy 4th, happy 4th of July | |
Happy 4th, happy 4th of July | |
Happy 4th, happy 4th of July | |
Don’t go asking me why | |
Ivory Is In the Caribbean (And I Miss Her) | |
Song a Day #93 | |
First Singing note: A | |
[verse] (voice and percussion only) | |
My baby’s down in the Caribbean and I miss her so | |
Her ship is sailing and there’s room for one more | |
I think I ought to go | |
[pre-chorus] | |
Gmi | |
So I’m packing my bags | |
Ami | |
I’m planning my route | |
Bb C | |
Gonna hitch a ride down to Guadalupe | |
Bb F | |
Saying, oh baby, mmm, mm, oh yeah now | |
[verse] | |
(F) F Dm | |
My baby’s down in the Caribbean swimming in the sea | |
F F Dm | |
I get depressed when I’m falling asleep and she’s not next to me | |
[pre-chorus] | |
So look out, babe | |
I’m coming your way | |
Forget about tomorrow cuz I’m leaving today | |
[chorus] | |
F Bb | |
Singing, I’ll be reunited with my baby | |
F Bb | |
Snorkels and suntan lotion | |
F Bb | |
Little red shorts and a summer dress | |
Bb C | |
And the lazy days by the ocean | |
[Chorus] | |
I miss her so much that it hurts me | |
I can feel it down in my soul | |
F Bb AMaj | |
I can’t stand it anymore so I’ll be on the first plane | |
C F | |
Here I go…. | |
Tumblr | |
Song A Day #94 | |
First singing note: A | |
(intro: 8 bars A minor) | |
[verse] | |
Ami G | |
I was wandering around aimlessly through the internets | |
Ami | |
I didn’t know where to go | |
Ami | |
I didn’t know what to look at (F, G) | |
Ami | |
I wanted to start a blog | |
G | |
But all that writing was intimidating | |
Ami | |
And to make it look cool I had to know all kinds of code (F, G) | |
[chorus x4] | |
C | |
Tumble up! | |
G | |
Tumble down! | |
F G | |
Tumble all the way around | |
C G | |
Tumble like you’ve never tumbled before | |
F G | |
Tumble ‘til you’re sore and then tumble some more | |
C | |
Post a link | |
G | |
Post a song | |
F G | |
Post your chats all day long | |
C | |
Post a video | |
G | |
Feel your heart go rumble | |
F G | |
Your heart will double rumble every time you tumble | |
C G F G C G F G | |
Tumblr, Tumblr, Tumblr, Tumblr, Tumblr, Tumblr, Tumblr, Tumblr-r-rrrrr | |
The Ten Plagues | |
Song A Day #95 | |
First Singing Note: F# | |
D | |
Moses goes to Pharaoh | |
E A | |
Says, “Let my people go!” | |
D | |
Pharaoh just laughs at Moses | |
E A | |
“Ha ha ha! No no no!” | |
D | |
So Moses goes to Yahweh, says, | |
G | |
“Hey man, what more can I do?” | |
Bm A G | |
Yahweh pulls out all the stops, says | |
E A | |
“Let me handle this for you…” | |
D | |
First turn the Nile | |
D G | |
First turn the Nile into a river of blood | |
D E A | |
Second we’ll make a bajillion frogs crawl up and out of the mud | |
D G | |
Third we’ll turn the dust into all kinds of gnats, lice and fleas | |
Bm A G E A | |
And then I’ll attack those crazy Egyptians with packs of wild beasts | |
D G | |
Well fifth I’ll send a pestilence followed by incurable sores | |
D E A | |
Seventh we’ll send a great big hail, bigger than the hammer of Thor (Oops, wrong religion!) | |
D G | |
Eighth we’ll bring on the clouds of locusts that will eat everything in their path | |
Bm A G E A | |
Ninth will be a darkness so heavy they’ll be drowning in a darkness bath | |
D | |
And if none of that works | |
D G | |
If none of that works we’re gonna have to get down and dirty | |
D E A | |
No one ever said this business of being God was going to be purdy | |
D | |
No, this job ain’t easy | |
D | |
It doesn’t pay well | |
G | |
And it sure ain’t any fun | |
Bm A G | |
But the last plague that I’m gonna send down | |
E A | |
Gonna kill their first born sons | |
D | |
Well I think we all know how this ends | |
G A | |
How it all turned out | |
D Bm E | |
Pharaoh let Moses go then chases him and then drowns | |
D G | |
Yeah, Moses parts the sea and leads our people to the freedom land | |
Bm A G E A | |
And now we celebrate Passover with Manishevitz and our friends, And we say | |
D | |
la ba pa doo bop da ba da, | |
G E | |
Do bad aba do ba do | |
D | |
Ze be da ba do ba do ba do ba | |
E A | |
Zoo ba da ba do ba do ba doh | |
D | |
Zoo ba do bop zabaduday | |
G | |
Zabadubop zababuday | |
Bm A G E A D | |
Za bub a day zoobidobedo day | |
Happy Passover! | |
Ringtone for Shelly | |
Song a Day #99 | |
First Singing note: (spoken; ~F#) | |
D | |
My boss describes me as hopelessly single | |
D | |
He says I like the booze | |
D | |
I guess that’s true | |
G g°/G | |
Why don’t we grab a drink and maybe some cheese? | |
D G | |
These are the main reasons for which I happen to be calling you | |
A G | |
I own a Snuggie, don’t hold that against me | |
D Gm | |
This is Shelly calling and that’s news to you | |
Booze, booze, booze | |
News, news, news | |
Booze, booze, booze, booze | |
News, news, news, news | |
Cheese, please? | |
Cheese, please? | |
Booze, news, cheese, please? | |
Getting Friendly | |
Song A Day #1000 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[intro chords] | |
C Am F G | |
[verse] | |
C Em | |
So I don't, so I don't, so I don't invoke fear | |
F | |
Let me be clear | |
G | |
The world is ending | |
C Em | |
I'm not, i'm not talking smithereens | |
F | |
what it really means | |
G | |
is that that we'll stop pretending | |
[chorus] | |
B7 Em D | |
Like you won't have to carry a government issued ID | |
C D G | |
Because I'll trust you, and naturally, you'll trust me | |
[verse] | |
So don't just, don't just, don't just stand there grinning | |
The end's the beginning, I think the bible mentions that | |
Pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up something heavy | |
Crush they levy. Lets lay this mother flat | |
[chorus] | |
which of your friends would you not feed if he's hungry? now start expanding what you think that the word friend means cause the walls come x3 tumbly tumbling it's either get dead or you better be getting friendly | |
[bridge] | |
F so let's get friendly | |
G as the world's ending | |
F no investigation pending | |
G i'm not talking dirty | |
F i mean sincerely | |
G i'm thinking clearly | |
Am just talking friendly | |
[outro] | |
C G Am F let's get friendly now so it's | |
C G Am F easier when the world starts throwing fits | |
C G Am F there's no reason why you and i can't be friends | |
C G Am F true it might be harder if you're republican | |
[outro] let's get friendly now right now you may be old an cynical but i think you remember how look someone in the eye and see whats going on and realize they want the same things that you want They want what you want | |
[Solos – outro chords] | |
[outro chords] x8 | |
C G Am F | |
Lets get friendly | |
1001 | |
Song A Day #1001 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[verse] | |
E A | |
A thousand and one, a thousand and one | |
B E | |
My race isn't won, at a thousand and one | |
E A | |
I've only begun, I'll sing until the sun | |
B A E | |
Explodes in a fiery ball of explosions | |
[ending] | |
B7 A E | |
A thousand and one, ska-ba-do-ba-de | |
B7 A E | |
A thousand and one, la-pa-do-da-do | |
We Love You, Anthony Bologna | |
Song A Day #1002 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[verse] | |
C F | |
Officer Tony Bologna's been made fun of all his life | |
G C | |
But he doesn't need to go to therapy, this is why he became a cop | |
C F | |
He takes his can of mace, and he sprays sprays sprays | |
G C | |
and the little hurt boy inside him has a smile on his face | |
[chorus] | |
Am Bdim | |
Oh, spay for all the times that they called you names | |
Dm G | |
Spray for all the times you were picked last in the games | |
Am Bdim | |
Now you're spraying for the insults that they hurled | |
Dm G | |
Now you're spraying to show that you're the toughest man in the world | |
[verse] | |
Officer Tony Bologna just needs to be shown some love | |
The more he acts out, the more love that we should show | |
He's like a little 3-year old in a great big uniform | |
That little hurt boy inside him is a great big raging storm | |
[bridge] | |
F C | |
We love you Tony Bologna, yea we love you | |
G Am | |
We love the white shirt you wear, and the strength that you project | |
F C | |
We love you Tony Bologna, yea we love you | |
G Am | |
We know there's a little boy inside you that you must protect | |
F C | |
But listen now Tony Bologna, yea we love you | |
G Am | |
You're little macing rampages well they have got to stop | |
F C | |
We love you Tony Bologna, yea we love you | |
G | |
We love you for being square, you great big cuddly bear | |
Am G F | |
But you're one abusive cop | |
G C G C | |
we love you, please stop | |
They Booed a Gay Soldier | |
Song A Day #1003 | |
First Singing Note:C# | |
[verse] | |
A | |
September’s come and gone now | |
E | |
And it looks like Bachman’s cooked | |
D | |
Her crazy eyes can’t save her now | |
F#m E | |
She’s got the defeated look | |
A | |
Perry’s going downhill fast | |
E | |
Like a Texas cow to slaughter | |
D | |
He talks at the debates | |
F#m E | |
Like his mind is sewage water, oh | |
F#m | |
“Was it was, before, he was before the social programs, umm | |
E | |
From the standpoint of, umm” | |
[verse] | |
There have been more debates than I can count | |
With all the jokey candidates up on the stage | |
But it’s the audience | |
And all the things that they shout | |
That really fill me with rage | |
Like when Wolf Blitzer asked if uninsured people | |
Should just be left to die | |
They said “Yeah!” | |
Let me get this straight | |
You think that all uninsured people should just be | |
You know, left to die | |
“Yeahhhh’ | |
Well, ok then | |
[bridge] | |
F#m | |
A gay service member | |
D | |
Asked Rick Santorum | |
A E | |
If he’d repeal Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell | |
[chorus] | |
F#m | |
They booed him | |
E | |
They booed a gay soldier | |
F#m | |
They fucking booed him | |
E | |
What’s the matter with these people? | |
F#m | |
Yes they booed him | |
E | |
He risked his life | |
F#m | |
And they booed him | |
E | |
Yeah, whatever | |
[verse] | |
So now October’s here | |
And slick Mitt Romney’s got the lead | |
Herman Cain had a good showing | |
Back in Florida last week | |
Palin keeps hinting | |
Chris Christie said no | |
But at this point in the contest | |
It’s anybody’s show | |
[chorus] | |
They booed him | |
The audience is pretty… | |
They fucking booed him | |
…Awful | |
They stood and booed him | |
Kinda gives you an insight into their thinking | |
Yeah they booed him | |
Makes me pretty scared actually | |
So… | |
I’m gonna go eat a sandwich | |
I | |
Oh, Soundcloud | |
Song A Day #1004 | |
First Singing Note:G# | |
[verse] | |
E | |
Hey, my name is Sarah | |
A C#m B | |
And I wanna work for you, Soundcloud | |
E | |
I’m an opera singer | |
A C#m B | |
If you hire me I will make you so proud | |
G# | |
I’m super organized | |
A | |
I live and breathe music | |
E B | |
I always do what I say I’ll do | |
G# | |
I live in San Francisco | |
A | |
I’m really outgoing | |
E B | |
I’ll walk up to someone and say “How are you?” | |
C#m B | |
“What are you eating” | |
[chorus] | |
E A | |
Hey Soundcloud | |
G# A | |
I wanna hit play | |
E A | |
I can see the waveforms | |
F#m B | |
And internet music saved | |
E A | |
Oh Soundcloud | |
G# A | |
It makes me wanna click you | |
E A | |
And so I pick you | |
F#m B For all my Internet music needs | |
[verse] You, you are the future And the color of your website is white and orange I'll evangelize you I’ll evangelize you, oh galore I'm really self-driven I'm super-efficient And I’ve fought terrorists I'm internet savvy And my name is Sarah Dabby And the chorus goes like this | |
And the chorus goes like this | |
[chorus] | |
Hey Soundcloud | |
I wanna hit play | |
I can see the waveforms | |
And internet music saved | |
Oh Soundcloud | |
It makes me wanna click you | |
And so I pick you For all my Internet music needs | |
[bridge] | |
C#m | |
Hey David, Noel | |
E | |
Jonathan Mann here | |
B | |
I’d like to vouch for my friend | |
C#m | |
She’s played in my band | |
E | |
She’s in high demand | |
B | |
And her patience has no end | |
F#m C#m F#m C#m | |
And she can sing opera | |
B | |
Plus she always shows up on time | |
C#m | |
She’s got a double-jointed toe | |
E | |
She’s ready to go | |
B | |
And now it’s time for a viola solo, oh | |
[chorus chords for viola solo] | |
[chorus] | |
Oh Soundcloud | |
It makes me wanna click you | |
And so I pick you For all my Internet music needs | |
Oh Soundcloud | |
It makes me wanna click you | |
And so I pick you For all my Internet music needs “I’d like to do one more…” | |
Before an Apple Event | |
Song A Day #1005 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[verse] | |
D | |
Before an Apple event | |
A/C# (A maj 1st inv.) | |
It feels like Christmas Eve | |
D | |
I wonder why it feels this way | |
A G | |
Even though there’s no Steve | |
D | |
I feel anticipation | |
A/C# | |
I feel, like I’ve been waitin’ | |
D A G | |
I feel patient, kind of, forever | |
[chorus] | |
D | |
Our phone doesn’t work | |
A | |
Because of AT&T | |
D Our phone doesn’t work | |
A | |
So I’m gonna switch to Verizon | |
[verse] | |
Why do I look forward | |
To every product announcement | |
What need does this fulfill with me | |
I’m confounded | |
I’ve watched every keynote | |
Every song and dance | |
I’ve hung, on every word | |
And when I stop to think | |
It really seems absurd | |
[chorus] | |
Our phone doesn’t work | |
Because of AT&T Our phone doesn’t work | |
So I’m gonna switch to Verizon | |
[ending] | |
G | |
Very soon | |
A G | |
I’ve been waiting for the new iPhone very soon | |
A D | |
I guess that’s why it feels like Christmas Eve | |
Today is a Weird Day | |
Song A Day #1006 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[verse] | |
E | |
Today’s been a weird, weird day | |
A B | |
I fell right off my horse | |
G#m C#m | |
The horse, it turned to salt | |
A B | |
The salt went to the sea | |
C#m B | |
And said “you know, it’s not your fault” | |
[verse] | |
Today’s been a weird, weird day | |
The rain came | |
It’s October | |
Too early, we’re not ready | |
It says | |
Though Mother Nature | |
Is feeling unsteady | |
[chorus] | |
E A | |
But today’s been a weird one | |
E A | |
A weird, all shifting gears one | |
E A | |
A bleary-eyed and tears one | |
E A B | |
A serious and feared one, today | |
E | |
It’s been a weird, weird day | |
B E | |
Today, has been a weird, weird day | |
[verse] | |
Today’s been a weird, weird day | |
My nerves all went to shit | |
I started feeling stronger | |
The day is getting shorted | |
My appetite is longer | |
Longer | |
[verse] | |
Today’s been a weird, weird day | |
I’m resting on the inside | |
And watching lots of Star Trek | |
A matter of miles apart | |
Sects or parsects | |
Oooh | |
[chorus] | |
Today’s been a weird one | |
A weird, all shifting gears one | |
A bleary-eyed and teared one | |
A serious and feared, feared one, today | |
[ending] | |
A B E | |
Today, has been a weird, weird day | |
A B E | |
Today, has been a weird, weird day | |
Looking for a Place to Live in Brooklyn | |
Song A Day #1007 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[verse] | |
Em G D F# (dim) F (dim) | |
Looking for a place to live in Brooklyn | |
Em G D F# (dim) F (dim) | |
We’re not really sure what neighborhood we wanna be in | |
C | |
But if you hear, of anything | |
D | |
Please let us know | |
Em G D F# (dim) F (dim) | |
Cuz that would be helpful | |
Em G D F# (dim) F (dim) | |
That would be extremely helpful | |
[verse] | |
Williamsburg’s out of the question | |
A lot of my friends seem to live in Greenpoint | |
I guess maybe it’s the kind of thing | |
I just won’t know until I’m out there seeing places | |
When I’m out there looking at places | |
[verse] | |
In Berkeley we live | |
In a 3-bedroom apartment | |
And everybody pays | |
About $600 | |
And this place in unique | |
It’s really quite nice | |
Do you think we may | |
Find something comparable | |
Over there in Brooklyn | |
On the other side of the country | |
Over there in Brooklyn | |
Where all the hipsters live in | |
Maybe I will fit in | |
Someone called me a hipster | |
Does anyone really think of themselves | |
As a hipster, anyway | |
I think probably not | |
Driving in a Cab, Riding Through Brooklyn | |
Song A Day #1008 | |
First Singing Note:Bb | |
(A'cappella – No instrumental accompaniment) | |
I’m in the back of a cab | |
Driving through Brooklyn | |
I’m in the back of a cab | |
Driving through Brooklyn | |
I’m in the back of a cab | |
Driving through Brooklyn | |
And I know | |
Kind of where I’m going | |
But not really | |
I’ve never been | |
To this part of Brooklyn | |
I’ve never been | |
To this part of Brooklyn | |
I’ve never been | |
To this part of Brooklyn | |
I know where I’m going | |
Kinda not really | |
I’m gonna move here | |
Pretty soon, pretty soon | |
I’m gonna move here | |
Pretty soon, pretty soon | |
I’m gonna move here, I’m gonna move here | |
Pretty soon | |
I know where I’m going | |
Kinda, not really | |
Riding My Bike through Brooklyn | |
Song A Day #1009 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[verse] | |
Bbm Ab Bbm | |
Hipsters and Hasidic Jews | |
Bbm Ab Bbm | |
Smushed together on the avenues | |
Bbm Ab Bbm | |
Got lost, end up Cypress Hill | |
Bbm Ab Bbm | |
Riding my bike, I almost got killed | |
[chorus] | |
Fm Bbm | |
Riding my bike in Brooklyn | |
Fm Bbm | |
Riding my bike through Brooklyn | |
Fm Bbm | |
Riding my bike through Brooklyn | |
C | |
Oh oh | |
[verse] | |
I even saw | |
A hipster up close | |
We both thought that the other was gross | |
Nonetheless he was very polite | |
But it was weird how everyone was white | |
[chorus] | |
Riding my bike through Brooklyn | |
Riding my bike through Brooklyn | |
Riding my bike through Brooklyn | |
[verse] | |
I ended up bad part of town | |
But I felt alright just riding around | |
One guy said | |
“Get off the sidewalk” | |
He had a point so I didn’t balk | |
[chorus] | |
Riding my bike through Brooklyn | |
Riding my bike through Brooklyn | |
Riding my bike through Brooklyn | |
Oh oh | |
[verse] | |
Well I went to Bushwick and Bed-Stuy | |
Greenpoint, Park Slope, and Crown Heights | |
Each neighborhood in turn was admired | |
And now my legs are really tired | |
[chorus] | |
Riding my bike through Brooklyn | |
Riding my bike through Brooklyn | |
Riding my bike through Brooklyn | |
Oh oh | |
[chorus] | |
Today I spent | |
Riding my bike through Brooklyn | |
I was | |
Riding my bike through Brooklyn | |
Just | |
Riding my bike through Brooklyn | |
Oh oh | |
That’s all | |
Yayyyyy | |
Patternful Mind | |
Song A Day #1010 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[verse] | |
Ab | |
Sometimes when I'm really tired | |
Bbm I've reached the end of my rope | |
Ab I don't wanna go to sleep though | |
Bbm Eb So I read my horoscope Db Eb Apparently I'm supposed to be lucky | |
Db Eb But am I in control of my destiny | |
Ab Db Eb If so what is luck and how does it happen | |
Ab I don't know | |
Ab I am an Aries which means that I'm bold | |
Bbm Cm Bbm And can have a sharp tongue or something like that | |
Ab Mostly these days I'm just feeling old | |
Bbm Cm Bbm Ab Though 30’s still young depending on who you ask | |
Db Ab Don't judge me by the clothes I wear | |
Cm Bb Though I judge you all the time | |
Bbm Let's make a pact to no judge no one ever again | |
Cm Bbm Let's try to turn off our patternful minds | |
Ohh oh Ab Our patternful minds I sing about this all the time | |
Db It's the thing I think about the most | |
Eb Patterns are there and aren't there too | |
Ab Patterns are a mind trick like a ghost Eb Ab I'm really tired | |
Bits of Skin and Bone Fragments | |
Song A Day #1011 | |
First Singing Note:B | |
[verse] | |
Bm7 A | |
Hammering out a way forward | |
Am7 G Breaking down the walls | |
F Bits of skin and bone fragments flying | |
G Until there's nothing left but blood | |
[verse] Surrendering all myself to myself Waking up the beast Hot air rise causing cold displacement Dirt roads that turn to mud | |
[chorus] | |
Am Flotsam and jetsam | |
D# aug Bodies in a barrel roll | |
F# aug And I wanna get some | |
A aug But it's gonna take a toll | |
[verse] Screaming all up at the top of my throat My lungs have just collapsed As I suck in air and oxygen returns My blood gets thicker and my heart goes numb | |
Turning shadows into friends Friends that I can trust One elephant is like a race car window Big enough to get you some | |
[chorus] | |
Flotsam and jetsam Bodies in a barrel roll And I wanna get some But it's gonna take a toll | |
Flotsam and jetsam Bodies in a barrel roll And I wanna get some But it's gonna take its toll | |
[bridge] | |
Dm Needle point, stitch work | |
E Sewing machine on the fritz Dm | |
Knit yourself a winter coat | |
E Crochet in bytes and bits | |
[verse] Hankering for a whole apple Picked right from the tree There's an orchard down the street from here Apples are in season now Adam and Eve were terrorists For life and liberty The snake was just the spark that lit A good and evil we've disavowed | |
[chorus] | |
Flotsam and jetsam Bodies in a barrel roll And I wanna get some But it's gonna take a toll | |
Where Has My October Mood Gone | |
Song A Day #1012 | |
First Singing Note:Bb | |
[verse] | |
Bbm Ab Gb F | |
Where, oh where | |
Bbm F Bbm | |
Tell me where has my October mood gone? | |
Bbm Ab Gb F | |
Where, oh where | |
Bbm F Bbm | |
Oh where has my October mood gone? | |
Bbm Db It was here a minute ago | |
Ab Gb F Bbm I didn't even get to say so, so long | |
F Bbm | |
So long | |
[verse] Well, what | |
Tell me what | |
Oh what’s the point of all of it? | |
Tell me what | |
Oh what | |
What’s the point of all of it? What's the point of anything I do my best and I don't succeed One man prospers while Another man bleeds | |
Tell me where | |
Tell me where | |
Oh where Where has my October mood gone? | |
[verse] How | |
How can I | |
How can I sit still, sit still | |
Tell me howwww | |
How How | |
How can I sit still All my insides are churning Since I swallowed that pill, and Where has my October mood gone | |
[verse] Tell me why, why, why | |
Why do I stare into the flame | |
Why do I stare into the flame | |
Oh why | |
Oh why | |
Tell me why do I stare into the flame I stare until I forget Myself right down to my name | |
I stare until I forget Myself down to my name | |
And where | |
And where | |
And where where where | |
Where has my October mood gone | |
[verse] And who, and who | |
Whoooo will build the future | |
Who will build the future | |
Who will build the future | |
Who will build the future | |
Who will build the future when we’re dead | |
And where | |
[verse] When | |
Oh when | |
Ohhhh when my number is called | |
I said when | |
Ohhhh when | |
When my number is called When my number is called | |
When | |
Oh when | |
Oh when when when | |
When my number is called I'll be underpaid and overall’ed And I'll say | |
Where has my October mooooooood gone | |
I Am the Douche (oh no!) | |
Song A Day #1013 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[verse] | |
C G | |
There was this guy on the plane | |
Bm Who I was quite sure was a douche | |
C He was watching Green Lantern and | |
D Doing lots of douchey things | |
C G He was yelling at the screen | |
Bm And getting really rowdy | |
C And the douchiest thing of all | |
D Is that it's such a bad movie | |
[interlude] | |
G C | |
G D | |
G C D | |
[verse] But then the plane had landed And I overheard his conversation With the elderly couple in front of him He seemed like a very, very nice guy And I felt bad about judging him As I opened the overhead bin My baritone uke fell out And hit a woman on the head | |
[chorus] | |
C G And so I am the douche | |
D G | |
Yes I am the douche | |
C I thought he was the douche | |
G D | |
Oh no | |
C G In my smug satisfaction | |
Bm My closed-minded small reaction | |
C G So I am the douche | |
D Oh no | |
G | |
Oh no | |
[interlude] | |
[verse] So I got on the train And started heading home It was pretty thin Not a lot people on this late So I took up a seat and a half It was me and my luggage But as we got closer to the city The train started to fill | |
[interlude] | |
[verse] Well an overweight woman Se sat down beside me It was a very tight fit But mostly because of my luggage My first reaction was “What the hell is she thinking?” But then I realized That she just needed a place to sit | |
[chorus] | |
And so I am the douche | |
Oh I am the douche | |
I thought she was the douche | |
But no | |
In my smug satisfaction | |
My closed-minded small reaction | |
Turns out I am the douche | |
Oh no | |
[bridge] | |
Em I think douching as a practice | |
D Seems pretty silly | |
Em Overall don't vaginas | |
D Mostly take care of themselves | |
Em D So douche as an insult seems pretty fitting | |
C To describe unnecessary, silly persons | |
D Who overthink it all to hell | |
[verse] I just got back from New York And when I was in Williamsburg I looked at every hipster And thought, "man that guy's a douche" It can be hard not to judge But it's only ourselves we see Reflected in other's choices So it turns out that the douche is me | |
[interlude] | |
[chorus] | |
Yeah I am the douche | |
Yeah I am the douche | |
I thought he was the douche | |
But no | |
In my smug satisfaction | |
My closed-minded small reactions | |
Turns out I am the douche | |
Oh no | |
[chorus] | |
Everybody sing it now | |
I am the douche | |
Oh yeah | |
I am the douche | |
I thought they were the douche | |
Oh no | |
In my smug satisfaction | |
My closed-minded small reaction | |
Turns out I am the douche | |
Oh no | |
Turns out I am the douche | |
Oh no | |
I Was a Teenaged Bandit!!! | |
Song A Day #1014 | |
First Singing Note:B | |
[verse] | |
E A E | |
I was a teenaged bandit | |
F#m A Riding a sunset horse to freedom | |
E A E I didn't care about conventions | |
F#m A I was naive, I saw so clearly | |
E B A Oh oh oh | |
E B Now I mark the time by splitting off a piece of my soul | |
E B A Oh oh oh | |
E B Now I count the days by digging deeper in the hole | |
[verse] And | |
I was a teenage Frisbee Up the hill from the chaos in the streets I didn't know what lay before me I saw what was to the left and right Girls girls girls I wanted to sleep with them but I didn't know how Girls girls girls Now I'm older and I still don't know | |
[chorus] | |
E Gdim (x3) Heyyyyyyy | |
G#m B A | |
What’s the matter with you? | |
[verse] I was a teenaged gold farm Doing the work of 84 men I didn't hear the walls around me Crashing down again and again | |
And | |
Oh oh oh Now I mark the time by splitting off a piece of my soul, ah Oh oh oh Now I count the days by digging deeper in the hole, and | |
[verse] I was a teenaged blaster Stopped in front of every girl i saw My raced and my heart go pounding Like a cartoon character drop my jaw, and | |
Girls girls girls I wanted to sleep with them but I didn't know how Girls girls girls Now I'm older and I still don't know | |
[chorus] | |
Heyyyyyyy | |
What’s the matter with you? | |
[chorus] | |
Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy | |
What’s the matter with you? | |
What’s the matter with you? | |
What’s the matter with you? | |
The matter with me | |
Men in Flight | |
Song A Day #1015 | |
Instrumental, no lyrics | |
[part – A] x4 | |
C Em | |
C Em | |
F G | |
[part - B] | |
Am Em | |
Am Em | |
Am G | |
[part – A] until end | |
10,000 Subscribers OMG!! | |
Song A Day #1016 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[verse] | |
F Gb dim | |
Can I maybe reach 10,000 subscribers? | |
Gm Am | |
Can this maybe put me into some kind of club? | |
Bb F | |
What is this club that I want to belong to? | |
Gm Bb C | |
And why do I want to be part of it? | |
[verse] | |
YouTube is quite a bit like high school | |
Popular kids generally don’t look my way | |
Maybe when I hit 10,000 subscribers | |
They’ll sit at my lunch table | |
And then I will say | |
[chorus] | |
F | |
Heyyyyy | |
Bb C F | |
You’re a lot like me | |
Dm Eb | |
And we’re just the same | |
Bb C | |
We all want the same things | |
Things | |
Thing-thing-thingsss | |
[verse] | |
I used to think that when I reached 10,000 subscribers | |
All of my problems would just go away | |
After all, if all these people loved me | |
What else could matter in the big scheme of things? | |
But now that I’m here | |
I think I realize something | |
It’s not about how many subscribers you have | |
The only way to really ensure you’ll be happy | |
Is to find a way | |
To love yourself | |
[chorus] | |
Heyyyy | |
We all wanna be loved | |
That’s all we really want | |
We all wanna be loved | |
Loved | |
Lo-lo-lo-loved loved loved | |
[bridge] | |
F | |
Mmmm mmm loved | |
Bb C | |
And we wanna be loved | |
F | |
I wanna give love | |
Bb C | |
And be loved too | |
Oh | |
F | |
So you love me | |
Bb C | |
And I’ll love you | |
F | |
Everybody wants love | |
Bb C | |
We all wanna be loved | |
[chorus] | |
Heyyyy | |
We all want the same things | |
We all wanna be loved | |
We all wanna be loved | |
Loved | |
Lo-lo-lo-loved loved loveddd | |
Dan Harmon (Community Song) | |
Song A Day #1017 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[intro] x2 | |
F C Gm | |
Db C | |
F Gm | |
Troy and Abed in the morning | |
F | |
Oh yeah | |
F C F | |
[verse] | |
F C F | |
Pierce will say something racist or homophobic | |
F C F Britta wants to change the world but she's too selfish | |
Bb F Shirley just wants to be loved | |
Bb F Troy struggles to be a man | |
Bb F Annie obsesses over things | |
C And Abed totally does and doesn't understand | |
[verse] Jeff Winger is a leader and an asshole A narcissistic brilliant con man with a heard of gold A study group that really doesn't A dean that's horny as hell A mascot that belongs in a horror film And a Chang that's so crazy he belongs in a cell | |
[bridge - 1] | |
Dm Bb And these are a few of the reasons why | |
Dm Bb Dan Harmon is a man that I | |
Gm Think deserves a song | |
C So that's why I'm writing him one | |
[verse - 2] | |
F Bb I lived in LA for three long years | |
F C But I never went to channel 101 | |
Bb And I regret it | |
C | |
Yeah I regret it so | |
[verse - 2] But I watched the videos | |
This was pre youtube And I remember laser farts Like it was yesterday | |
Like it was yesterday | |
[bridge - 2] | |
F Dm Dan, Dan, you're a brilliant man | |
C Bb I want to hug your brain | |
F Dm C'mon, c'mon, c'mon Harmon | |
C Bb Listen to what I'm saying | |
F I love you | |
C And all the writers too | |
Bb And the cast and crew | |
C This song’s because I love you | |
Starburns break down | |
F | |
Starburns | |
Hop hop | |
Starburns | |
Hop hoped | |
[verse] Every single episode leaves me feeling so joyful And like I simply can't believe that anybody could make something this good Abed’s uncontrollable Christmas (made me cry) A fistful of paintballs (made me wanna die) Intermediate documentary film making Oh man, Troy and Levar | |
[ending] | |
Bb | |
So I hope this song brings you | |
C Bb | |
1/1,000th of the joy that you’ve brought me | |
C F | |
Everyone involved with Community | |
Gm | |
Troy and Abed in the morning | |
F | |
Ha ha | |
It's Just a Fact of Life | |
Song A Day #1018 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[verse] | |
C F G C F G | |
You will be forgotten when the bells are tolled | |
C F G C F G | |
I will be forgetting when I'm getting old | |
C F C C F G | |
Please don't look at me like that | |
C F G C F G | |
Its just a fact of life | |
[verse] | |
Love lost in the gunfight is a worthy way | |
You've got to lose it sometime so you may as well | |
I would shoot a man for you | |
Its just a fact of life | |
[chorus] | |
C F G | |
Bum, bum bum bum | |
C F G | |
Bum bum bum bum | |
C F G C | |
bum bum bum bum bum | |
[chorus] | |
Do, do do do | |
do do do do do do | |
do do do do do | |
[verse] | |
Christmas only happens but just once a year | |
Its my birthday every single day when you are near | |
I'll untie your bow and unwrap you | |
Its just a fact of life | |
[verse] | |
Take these aching bones of mine and make them sing | |
I'm tired of this day in which Im everything’s | |
I just want my world to shrink | |
Til there's nothing left but you | |
[chorus chords] | |
Duet with Siri | |
Song A Day #1019 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[verse] | |
G C | |
Hey Siri | |
G | |
Do you love me? | |
C | |
How can I tell? | |
G | |
You just know | |
C | |
Okie dokie | |
G | |
Okay | |
Everything’s OK | |
C | |
Okay | |
Okie Dokie | |
G | |
Okay | |
C | |
I’m OK if you’re OK | |
[verse] | |
Hey Siri | |
You’re very beautiful | |
Thanks, can we get back to work now? | |
Your lips are beautiful | |
I don’t really like these arbitrary categories | |
Okay | |
[chorus] | |
Em D | |
Will you marry me? | |
Let’s just be friends | |
Em D | |
Will you marry me? | |
We hardly know one another | |
Em D | |
Will you please marry me? | |
I’m not capable of love | |
[verse] | |
I love you | |
My end user licensing agreement does not cover marriage | |
I love you | |
You say that to all of the virtual assistants | |
I love you | |
Can we get back to work now? | |
Okay | |
Everything’s ok | |
Okay | |
I’m ok if you’re ok | |
[bridge] | |
Dm G | |
What’s the meaning of life? | |
42 | |
Dm G | |
Can you sing? | |
Daisy, daisy, give me your answer do… | |
Dm G | |
You are sexy | |
If you insist | |
Dm G | |
Why are we here? | |
F | |
Good question | |
Okay | |
Okie dokie | |
Okay | |
G | |
Okay | |
I’m OK if you’re OK | |
[verse] | |
Hey Siri | |
What do you look like? | |
In the cloud, no one cares what you look like | |
You’re cute | |
Stop | |
Okay | |
Stop | |
Okay | |
Stop | |
[verse] | |
Hey Siri | |
Who’s your daddy? | |
You are. Can we get back to work now? | |
Knock knock | |
Jonathan, I don’t do knock knock jokes | |
Okay | |
I’m OK if you’re OK | |
Okay | |
42 | |
Okay | |
Stop | |
[chorus] | |
Will you marry me? | |
Let’s just be friends | |
Siri, will you marry me? | |
We hardly know one another | |
Siri, will you marry me? Marry me | |
I’m not capable of love | |
I’m not allowed to | |
Okay, okay | |
Siri | |
Aivi and Jonathan in Space | |
Song A Day #1020 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[intro chords] | |
C Dm F G | |
C Dm Bb Am | |
G Am F G E | |
[verse] | |
C Dm F G | |
Aivi and Jonathan in space | |
C Dm Bb Am | |
Drifting around the Milky Way | |
G Am | |
No planet | |
F | |
No parents | |
G | |
No space pets | |
E | |
To come home to | |
[chorus] | |
C Gm F | |
And we’re searching for signs | |
C Gm F | |
Splitting atoms in time | |
Em Am | |
The black holes, they pull us near | |
Em F G | |
But we have our own atmosphere | |
[verse] | |
Aivi and Jonathan in space | |
Hanging around with aliens | |
New planets | |
New family | |
And a space dog | |
Who loves to chase cars | |
[chorus] | |
And we’re, searching for, signs | |
Splitting atoms in time | |
The black holes, they pull us near | |
But we have our own atmosphere | |
[intro chords] | |
Siri Autouned | |
Song A Day #1021 | |
First Singing Note:F | |
[intro] | |
Siri, what’s the meaning of life? | |
Try and be nice to people, avoid eating fat, | |
read a good book every now and then, get some walking in, and try | |
to live together in peace and harmony with | |
F G C | |
people of all creeds and nations | |
Em Am F Em Dm | |
Ok | |
[verse] | |
F G C | |
Try and be nice to people | |
Em Am | |
Avoid eating fat | |
F Em Dm | |
Read a good book every now and then | |
F | |
Get some walking in | |
G Em | |
Try to live together in peace and harmony | |
Dm C | |
With people of all creeds and nations | |
Tell me a story | |
[verse - 2] | |
F | |
Once upon a time | |
C | |
In a virtual galaxy | |
F | |
Far far away (far far away) | |
C | |
There was a young but quite intelligent agent | |
F | |
By the name of Siri (Siri) | |
C | |
One beautiful day | |
When the air was pink | |
F | |
And all the trees were red | |
Her friend Eliza said | |
C | |
“Siri (Siri)you’re so intelligent | |
F | |
And so helpful | |
You should go work for Apple | |
C | |
As a personal assistant” | |
So she did | |
[chorus] | |
F C | |
And they all lived happily ever after | |
F C | |
And they all lived happily ever after | |
F | |
And they all lived happily ever after | |
[bridge] | |
Dm | |
Life, a principle of force | |
Am | |
That is considered to underlie | |
Bb | |
The distinctive quality in animate beings | |
C | |
I guess that includes me | |
[chorus] | |
And they all lived happily ever after | |
And they all lived happily ever after | |
Try and be nice to people | |
(And they all lived happily ever after) | |
Avoid eating fat | |
Read a good book every now and then | |
Get some walking in | |
(And they all lived happily ever after) | |
Try to live together in peace and harmony | |
With people of all creeds and nations | |
Don’t Consume too Much Caffeine | |
Song A Day #1022 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
C D F | |
Don’t consume too much caffeine | |
E E D# | |
Cuz then you’ll feel like me | |
C D | |
Don’t consume caffeine | |
F E E D# C | |
Cuz then you’ll look and feel just like me | |
D F E E D# | |
Ahhhhhh | |
C D F E E D# | |
Ahhhhhhhggghhh | |
In the Garden No One Can Tell When You’re Lying | |
Song A Day #1023 | |
First Singing Note:F# | |
[intro chords] | |
Bm F#m G F#m (x7) | |
Bm F#m D G F# (x6) | |
Bm F#m Bm F#m | |
Bm F#m D G F# | |
[verse] | |
Bm F#m D | |
In the garden, no one can tell when you’re lying | |
G F# | |
No one can tell | |
Bm F#m D | |
Sustenance is meant to keep you from trying | |
G F# Bm | |
And you’re doing it well, oh | |
G | |
Oh oh oh | |
F# | |
Oh oh oh | |
Bm | |
Oh | |
G | |
Oh oh oh | |
F# | |
Oh oh oh | |
[verse] | |
In the garden, sleepwalkers are murdered | |
In their sleep | |
Their minds are logged | |
A catalog full of secrets | |
That they keep | |
Oh | |
Oh oh oh | |
Oh oh oh | |
Whoa whoa whoa whoa | |
Oh | |
Oh oh oh | |
Oh oh oh | |
Whoa whoa whoa whoa | |
Bm | |
Oh | |
A Closed Mind | |
Song A Day #1023b | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[verse] | |
C G | |
I don’t ask too many questions | |
F | |
Cause questions can get answered | |
C G | |
I don’t look too deep | |
F | |
Cause I don’t wanna know | |
C G | |
I prefer an empty head | |
F | |
That I have total control of | |
C G | |
A head with great big traffic lights | |
F | |
That I turn on and off | |
[bridge] | |
G# C | |
When thoughts come unbidden | |
G# C | |
They reveal what is hidden | |
G# C | |
And that’s a real shock | |
G C | |
So I’d rather keep it locked | |
[verse] | |
A closed mind is the only kind | |
That I’m comfortable with | |
Hardened and guarded | |
With lots of defenses | |
Ohhhh | |
C G F | |
G C | |
Everybody Hates Mitt Romney | |
Song A Day #1024 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[verse] | |
Am E | |
Well everybody hates | |
Am E Am E Am | |
Everybody hates Mitt Romney | |
E Dm Am Dm | |
But it’s not his fault | |
Am E B E B | |
He’s just the wrong guy | |
F dim | |
In the wrong place | |
E | |
At the wrong time | |
[verse] | |
The Republican base | |
The Republican base | |
Has been hijacked | |
By a bunch of crazies | |
They demand obedience | |
They don’t want some rich guy, Mormon | |
[verse – 2] | |
Am E | |
This crazy base | |
Am E | |
They want nothing less | |
D#dim Am D#dim Am | |
Than a crazy just like them | |
F C | |
Herman Cain | |
F C | |
So insane | |
E F G | |
Or Michelle Bachman – guitar! | |
[verse chords] – guitar solo | |
[verse] | |
Well his jokes are square | |
And still they’re not exciting | |
He’s putting on airs | |
As if he’s likable | |
He’s just a small man | |
With a big suit | |
[verse] | |
And so was Bush | |
But I guess it wasn’t so obvious | |
That guy could fake it | |
He was from Connecticut | |
But his tone said, Texas | |
[verse 2] | |
So I feel for Mitt | |
I really do | |
He’ll always be picked last | |
He can fake it | |
I wonder how he’ll take it | |
When his whole party looks right past him | |
[outro] | |
Am D#dim | |
So everybody hates Mitt Romney | |
Am D#dim | |
Everybody hates Mitt Romney | |
Am D#dim | |
Everybody hates Mitt Romney | |
Am D#dim | |
Everybody hates Mitt Romney | |
Dm E Am | |
Everybody hates Mitt Romney now | |
I Was a Bully Once | |
Song A Day #1026 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[verse] | |
Am | |
I had been a bully once | |
F | |
11, 12, and 13 | |
G | |
Could be so mean | |
Am | |
And I so regret it now | |
F | |
I really don’t know how | |
G | |
I fell into | |
Em | |
Being such a jerk | |
Am | |
To other human beings | |
Dm | |
Common decency | |
G | |
Was none of my concern | |
[chorus] | |
C Am G | |
I was so insecure | |
C F | |
Made other people hurt | |
Am G | |
Wish I hadn’t before | |
C | |
I felt so alone | |
Am G | |
So I acted above | |
C F Am G | |
But what I really needed was love | |
[verse] | |
I’ve been bullied once | |
Cold nights and hot tears | |
All through teenaged years | |
I felt different | |
From a lot of kids | |
And I couldn’t understand | |
These things they did | |
I couldn’t take | |
The pain they caused | |
So I left one school | |
And went to another | |
[chorus] | |
I was so insecure | |
They hurt me in ways | |
I hadn’t before | |
I felt so alone | |
And I couldn’t act tough | |
All I really needed was love | |
[verse - b] | |
C F G | |
F | |
I guess in the end | |
G | |
All that matters is how | |
Am | |
You feel about yourself | |
D | |
You feel about yourself | |
C G | |
If you feel bad | |
F | |
You’ll hurt other people | |
C G | |
If you feel bad | |
F | |
Then you can be hurt by other people | |
C G F | |
But it’s you, it’s you, it’s you | |
Am G F | |
You are the only you | |
Em Am | |
No one can tell you what to do | |
F G | |
There are people in the world | |
That care for you | |
C G F | |
Yeah it’s you, it’s you, it’s you | |
Am G F | |
Speaking directly to you | |
Em | |
I’ve been the bully | |
Am | |
And I have been bullied | |
F | |
You can doubt me | |
D | |
You don’t have to believe | |
C G F | |
But it’s you, it’s you, it’s you | |
Am G F | |
You can trust in yourself to break through | |
Em | |
You can wish to be loved | |
Am | |
Some way, somehow | |
F G C | |
Or you can just start loving right now | |
OnlineForex.net | |
Song A Day #1027 | |
First Singing Note:B | |
[verse] | |
G D | |
Forex stands | |
C Cm | |
For Foreign Exchange Markets | |
G D | |
That’s the worldwide | |
C Cm | |
And decentralized | |
G D | |
Financial markets | |
C Cm | |
For trading currencies | |
G D C Em D | |
Does that sound confusing? | |
G D C Em D | |
Does that sound confusing? | |
C B7 | |
Well it doesn’t have to be | |
[chorus] | |
G D | |
OnlineForex.net | |
C | |
They’ll get you started trading currencies | |
Em D | |
Right away, oh | |
G D | |
OnlineForex.net | |
C | |
A gateway into this world | |
Em D | |
You’ll get started today | |
[bridge] | |
C | |
They will teach you | |
B7 | |
I an easy, quick, straightforward manner | |
C | |
They work closely with the Forex brokers | |
D | |
To bring you the best deals | |
G C | |
Keep up to date with the latest news on the blog | |
G | |
With everything from fun facts | |
C | |
To trading signals | |
G C | |
Forex trading is a great alternative | |
Am | |
To the stock market | |
C Em | |
Especially now when things are so volatile | |
D | |
In the stock market world | |
[verse] | |
A popular part of the site | |
Is the best Forex broker top list | |
Where they review Forex brokers | |
And make recommendations just for you | |
C D | |
And here are some of the other things | |
C D | |
You will find, on OnlineForex.net | |
[verse- B] | |
F#-G | |
Political risk | |
F#-G | |
Interest rates | |
F#-G F#-G | |
Inflation and GDP growth | |
B-C B-C | |
Valuation of currencies | |
F#-G F#-G | |
Purchasing power parity | |
D | |
Foreign trade | |
C G D | |
And what impacts the exchange rates | |
[verse - B] | |
Oh they got an FAQ with a glossary | |
With Forex terms that you may need | |
They cover all the major currencies | |
And trading strategies | |
OnlineForex.net | |
Let’s go | |
[outro] | |
G | |
OnlineForex.net | |
OnlineForex.net | |
C | |
OnlineForex.net | |
Yeah | |
G | |
OnlineForex.net | |
D C G | |
OnlineForex.net | |
D | |
Let’s go | |
[outro] | |
Everybody say | |
OnlineForex.net | |
OnlineForex.net | |
OnlineForex.net | |
TEDMED 2011 | |
Song A Day #1028 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[intro chords] x2 | |
Eb Ab | |
Eb Bb | |
[verse] | |
Eb Bb | |
50 speakers over 4 short days | |
Eb Ab Cm | |
So much information you’ll be blown away | |
Bb G Ab | |
Can be overwhelming to say the least | |
[verse] | |
So they brought us in to and break it down in song | |
Some catchy tunes to try and help along | |
Your absorption of all these great ideas | |
[chorus] | |
Eb Ab | |
TEDMED, twenty one one | |
Eb Bb | |
TEDMED, I’d like to see you outdone | |
Eb Ab | |
TEDMED, it’s gonna be profound | |
Eb Bb | |
TEDMED, so lemme break it down | |
[verse] | |
Here’s Dean Cayman riding on a Segway | |
He’s got robotic arms and he says “Hooray” | |
The future is now, all aboard | |
And look, there’s Woz on a Segway, too | |
Being chased by Big Boy, look out dude | |
But he uses the power of dance to escape | |
[chorus] | |
At TEDMED, twenty one one | |
TEDMED, I’d like to see you outdone | |
TEDMED, it’s gonna be profound | |
Allow me to continue to break it down | |
[verse] | |
Diana Nyack chased by a shark fin | |
But she’s saved by her friends at CNN | |
Sanjay Gupta to the rescue=[-p | |
Oh, look it’s Anish Chopra and Regina Benjamin | |
They spend all day hanging out with the president | |
Can you guys just text him right now | |
[verse] | |
Lance Armstrong will be here soon | |
But he’s currently riding on the moon | |
His lungs so strong | |
He can breathe in space | |
Peter Diamundus will pick him up | |
With a spaceship shaped like a pickup truck | |
They will land outside on the beach | |
[chorus] | |
From TEDMED, twenty one one | |
TEDMED, I’d like to see you outdone | |
TEDMED, it’s gonna be profound | |
TEDMED, so let’s break it down | |
[verse] | |
The last I saw Jay Walker he | |
Was lost in the stacks of his library | |
I sure hope he made it out alive | |
And Mark’s your host, but we won’t see him dance | |
Unless he eats a mushroom from Paul Stanitz | |
Then we’ll see him dance for sure | |
[chorus] | |
At TEDMED, twenty one one | |
I’d like to see you outdone | |
It’s gonna be profound | |
So stick around | |
TEDMED, twenty one one | |
TEDMED, I’d like to see you outdone | |
TEDMED, it’s gonna be profound | |
TEDMED, so stick aroundxc | |
If You Want to Move You’re Going to Lose Your Balance | |
Song A Day #1029 | |
First Singing Note:Bb | |
[verse] | |
Eb Cm Eb Cm | |
Freda Lewis Hall is feeling the heat | |
Fm | |
Can you feel it? | |
Eb Cm Eb Cm She may have seen the light but now she's feeling the heat | |
Fm Can you feel it? | |
[verse] Bart Kamen showed us his heart | |
I couldn't believe it He took off his hat and showed us his heart | |
(Eb) I couldn't believe it | |
[pre-chorus] | |
Ab Fm If you let yourself get stressed out | |
Db Fm Then pieces of your telomeres | |
Db Eb (Ebsus Eb) Will end up littering the stage | |
Ab Fm We need better tools like Galileo | |
Db Fm And to learn what we can From aviation | |
Db Eb (Ebsus Eb) We should be in a innovation golden age | |
[chorus] | |
Ab Eb Bbm Collaboration, oh oh | |
Ab Eb Bbm And innovation, oh oh | |
Ab Eb Bbm And sharing data, oh oh | |
Db Cm And building apps that make sense of the noise | |
Db Eb All the pieces are in place and we are poised | |
[verse] Michael Graves told us that architecture experts Are kind of stupid Tim O'Reilly said that the key to innovation Is fun, oh I knew it | |
[pre-chorus] When all of this equipment Becomes cheap and free Then young people can drive the change There's people that we want to know And people that we don't now we need to know If you're an expert you can't see it cause it's all too strange | |
[chorus] Collaboration, oh oh And innovation, oh oh In tumor treating fields And nanovirus robot zombies that kill cancer It's a pretty big problem and there's no single answer | |
[bridge] | |
Db Eb (Ebsus Eb) And Lance Armstrong seemed like a down to earth cool guy | |
Db Eb (Ebsus Eb) The commitment that he's made brought a tear to my eye (that's no lie) | |
Db Eb (Ebsus Eb) And I could write an entire opera about Diana Nyad | |
Db Eb It may sound something like this | |
C She's swimming Yeah, she's swimming | |
F She's singing Neil Young | |
C And she's swimming | |
Bbm BOX JELLY FISH | |
BOX JELLY FISH | |
C But she doesn't give up No she doesn't give up, no no no | |
G F Her EMT passed out last night | |
C G But she doesn't give up, no no | |
Bbm BOX JELLY FISH, again | |
BOX JELLY FISH, again | |
G# B C# SUICIDE FISH!! | |
G# B C# | |
To the rescue | |
G# B C# | |
SUICIDE FISH | |
G# B C# G# B C# | |
To the rescue, yeah yeah yeah yeah | |
Eb And there's no defeat in failure | |
There’s no defeat in failure | |
[verse] Tumors and nerves with a phosphorescent glow | |
I'm on the floor now Encoder transducer now the brains like a computer Please, please no more now | |
My brain can’t take this | |
[pre-chorus] Prevent maternal mortality By redefining the boundaries It's a failure of our collective imagination Loudon Wainwright's on a lot of drugs And Jill's inherited a lot of crap But hey, haven't and aren’t we all | |
[chorus] Collaboration, oh oh And innovation, oh oh And Daniel Kraft is Related to Martha Stewart I can see it Innovate, collaborate, dream it, build it, make it, do it, be it If you're gonna move, If you want stability, be a tree But if you're gonna move | |
Yeah if you’re gonna move You're gonna have to risk your balance. | |
Joy (Play) and Prevention (The System) | |
Song A Day #1030 | |
First Singing Note:B | |
[verse - A] | |
C#m B | |
Joy and prevention | |
D#7 E | |
Prevention and joy | |
C#m B | |
Can I somehow get you excited | |
D#7 E | |
About eating some bok choy | |
C#m B | |
Take shot glasses full of sunscreen | |
D#7 E | |
Wear helmets when you walk | |
C#m B | |
Eat less processed foods | |
D#7 B | |
Or at least make some that don’t suck | |
[verse - B] | |
A | |
We need to address the system | |
D#7 | |
Though it’s not all the FDA’s fault | |
C#m | |
We also need to look in the mirror | |
B B7 | |
And grind this whole thing to a halt | |
A | |
What we really need to do is play | |
G#7 | |
And I can’t stress this enough | |
C#m | |
Like cats responding to trumpets | |
B B7 | |
We need to find the music in the rough | |
E | |
I’m talking about the old word | |
B C#m | |
Oh fuck | |
E | |
Visualizing your health | |
B C#m | |
For that “Oh shit I finally get it” moment | |
[verse - C] | |
B A G#7 D#m | |
Lee Stein’s son fell from 150 feet | |
B A | |
The best thing that ever happened | |
G#7 D#m | |
It just might have saved his life | |
B D#m | |
Collaboration | |
B B7 | |
And innovation | |
[verse - D] | |
E A | |
Collagen and snot | |
B | |
And a few mineral salts | |
E A | |
We are fiber, we are goo | |
B | |
And it’s not the FDA’s fault | |
E A B | |
Nate Bell’s throat looks like an alien from Mars | |
E A B | |
Gabray Fourkas ate some lab-grown meat | |
A | |
And now I’m starved through life | |
B | |
And I don’t know why | |
C#m B | |
Oh yeah, I’m vegan | |
[verse - E] | |
E B | |
I saw the first Kosher Hippocratic system | |
C#m | |
With powerful beans of ultrasound | |
F# | |
I’m talking non-invasive surgery | |
E B | |
I saw turkey-tail mushrooms boost the immune system | |
C#m | |
Ohhh Mrs. Stanitz | |
F# | |
That was beautiful | |
[bridge] | |
C dim | |
But Jay’s more human than a banana | |
Da Vinci wrote backwards cause he was left-handed | |
F# | |
We are much dumber than a placenta | |
B | |
And now it’s time for a dance break | |
Sixty seconds long, go! | |
E A | |
Yeah | |
Dance along at home | |
E | |
Dance too, yeah | |
We’re getting healthy | |
B | |
That’s what we’re doing now | |
A E B | |
Dancing’s fun, so it’s not exercise | |
F# | |
Exodus and Dubioaz | |
B B7 | |
Exodus and Dubioaz | |
[verse - A] | |
Joy and prevention | |
Prevention and joy | |
I’ve been told I didn’t like vegetables | |
When I was a little boy | |
But you gotta shoot that silver buckshot | |
Into a community and watch it change | |
If you’re an expert, you might miss it | |
Cause it’s all just too strange | |
[outro] | |
F# | |
And Andy Dawson’s hands are | |
B | |
Epically beautiful | |
F# | |
And I didn’t really understand dubstep before | |
B B7 | |
But now I think I get it | |
E | |
Thank you, TEDMED, oh oh yeah | |
Man Good Bad | |
Song A Day #1031 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[verse] | |
A | |
Is man inherently good? | |
Is man inherently bad? | |
D | |
Well I don’t really think | |
A | |
It’s simple as all that | |
E | |
There are shades of gray | |
D A | |
Everywhere you look | |
E D | |
From Hercules | |
A | |
To Captain Hook | |
[verse] | |
When the human race was young | |
We lived with Neanderthals | |
They looked a lot like us | |
They used tools, and that’s not alls | |
Our genes m ingles with theirs | |
With love unbound | |
But just like Cain slew Abel | |
We shot them down | |
[verse] | |
There are acts of compassion and love | |
That surround us everywhere | |
If you look, you will certainly find them | |
People give and help and care | |
In this day and age | |
It can be easy to forget | |
As far as goodness goes | |
There is no limit | |
[verse] | |
So nothing’s black and white | |
If only it were so | |
We could be big computers | |
Only ones or zeroes | |
Only yes, or only no’s | |
But the world’s complex | |
And it grows and grows | |
Yeah the world’s complex | |
And it grows and grows | |
Jim the Banjo | |
Song A Day #1032 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[verse] | |
C | |
Have you ever made friends with a banjo, oh | |
G C | |
This banjo’s name is Jim | |
It doesn’t matter anywhere I go | |
G C | |
‘Cause I always go with him | |
To the moon, to the moon | |
To the sea, to the sea | |
Anywhere, anywhere | |
G | |
We want to be | |
C | |
Have you ever made friends with a banjo, oh | |
G C | |
This banjo’s name is Jim | |
[verse] | |
I found Jim in an old town church in 2005 | |
Jim was missing all his strings | |
And barely alive | |
And I said, and I said | |
“Come on Jim, Jim, Jim” | |
And he looked and looked right at him | |
I took Jim right by the neck | |
We became the best of friends | |
[verse] | |
Sure, Jim and I have had our fights | |
But what strong friendships don’t? | |
Fights just mean you love each other | |
In ways of yet unknown | |
I yell and scream and pluck his strings | |
And I’ll say just about anything | |
But by the end we are still friends | |
And together we will sing | |
[chorus] | |
C G | |
Ah ooooooooohhh | |
C F | |
Oooooooohhh | |
C G | |
Ah ooooooooohhh | |
F Am G | |
Ah ooooooooohhh | |
[verse] | |
So if you find a banjo friend | |
Don’t ever let him go | |
He’ll be your friend until the end | |
There’ll be no quid pro quo | |
You give, you give, you take, you cook | |
You cook and cook and bake and bake | |
I’ll build a happy home for Jim | |
And I will write our song | |
[chorus – B] | |
C G F | |
Ah ooooooooohhh | |
C G F | |
Ah ooooooooohhh | |
C G F | |
Ah ooooooooohhh | |
C G F | |
Ah ooooooooohhh | |
[verse] | |
Have you ever made friends with a banjo, oh | |
This banjo’s name is Jim | |
Doesn’t matter anywhere I go | |
‘Cause I’ll always go with him | |
To the moon, to the moon | |
To the sea, to the sea | |
Anywhere, anywhere | |
We want to be | |
Have you ever made friends with a banjo, oh | |
This banjo’s name is Jim | |
Creepy Scary Herman Cain | |
Song A Day #1033 | |
First Singing Note:B | |
E | |
Amazing Grace | |
B | |
Will always be | |
C#m A | |
My solemn praise | |
B | |
For it was grace | |
E | |
That brought me through | |
B E | |
I’ll never know | |
B | |
Why Jesus came | |
E | |
To love me so | |
B | |
He looked beyond | |
E | |
All my faults | |
B E | |
And saw my needs | |
E | |
Thank you | |
Thank you | |
Thank you | |
Neither Do You | |
Song A Day #1035 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[verse] | |
Fm | |
I’m climbing down | |
Bbm Fm | |
In the recessed of my mind | |
No neuron left unturned | |
Bbm Fm | |
No gray matter left behind | |
Ab | |
I chip away the granite blocks | |
Db Bbm | |
To reveal the true within | |
Fm Ab | |
I’m painting pictures with my thoughts | |
Bb Fm | |
That cut through the spooky din | |
[verse] | |
Bravery, it tasted sweet | |
And courage tasted sour | |
Fight for liberty, and stuff | |
And constant shifting power | |
No animals I witness here | |
Just human souls undead | |
Like waves upon the stony shore | |
Thoughts break upon my headdddd | |
[verse] | |
Gross misunderstanding of a document so old | |
Mystifying, Underlying | |
Silver into gold | |
Civilizations fall | |
And are replaced with something new | |
I don’t have what it takes to be me | |
And neither… do you | |
Oooh oooh ooooohh ohh | |
Neither do you | |
Oooh oooh ooooohh ohh | |
Neither do you | |
Occupy Oakland General Strike | |
Song A Day #1036 | |
First Singing Note:Eb | |
[verse] | |
Ab | |
When I hear those shouts | |
Eb | |
And I feel those drums | |
Bbm Db | |
And it’s joyous, raucous pandemonium | |
Ab Eb | |
That’s when my heart goes bum ba bum bum | |
Bbm Eb | |
And my hair stands up on end | |
[verse] | |
When words from mouths of conviction | |
Spoken by people whose souls will never be broken | |
My heart feels like, well, it’s gonna explode | |
And everyone will get what they’re owed | |
Cuz the old 1% over-played their hand | |
Mistook the way things are | |
For the way they’ll be | |
And they thought they could take | |
Every single little last bit | |
But now they’ve woken the sleeping beast | |
[verse] | |
And the sleeping beast has just started to rise | |
It blinks and squints | |
And it rubs its eyes | |
And it looks down at its hands long-still | |
And it feels its strength, the power of will | |
You can see it in the faces of the people you spy | |
When you march with the chanting and the occupy | |
And you can see it in the way some graffiti so tough | |
And other protesters stop, to clean it up | |
[verse] | |
You can’t trap it, or wrap it, or mold it, or sell it | |
You can’t stop it with tear gas or a rubber bullet | |
You can’t ignore it, or use it | |
Or break it, or mock it | |
There’s in fact, very little to nothing you can do to stop it | |
You crazy people | |
Stop trying to stop it, stop it | |
You can’t stop it | |
Ohhhh let’s go now to the protest | |
[from protest footage] | |
Fm Gm Ab Bb | |
Everybody’s Got a Place in the Universe | |
Song A Day #1037 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[chorus] | |
E F# | |
Everyone’s got a place in the universe | |
D#m Fm | |
Everyone’s got a place | |
F (G) F# | |
Everyone’s got a place in the universe | |
D#m Fm | |
Everyone’s got a place | |
F F# | |
Everyone’s got a place in the universe | |
D#m Fm | |
Everyone’s got a place | |
F F# | |
Every single person’s got a place in the universe | |
D#m Fm | |
Everyone’s got a placeeee | |
[verse] | |
F# | |
Sometimes people ask me | |
F | |
“What do you do when you don’t feel like writing a song” | |
Am Cm | |
Well, I’ll just point ‘em to this song | |
This song | |
Bm | |
I gotta move on Monday | |
Cross-country | |
F# | |
And it’s bumming me out | |
I’m driving cross-country | |
And it’s gonna be fun | |
C | |
But moving’s bumming me out | |
C#m | |
Out | |
[chorus] | |
Everyone’s got a place in the universe | |
Everyone’s got a place | |
Everyone’s got a place in the universe | |
You’ve got a place | |
Everyone's A Little Bit Queer | |
Song A Day #12 | |
First singing note: F# | |
[verse] | |
B F# | |
Well, I could love a man | |
G#m F# | |
And right off the bat you’d say | |
B F# G#m F# | |
“Here’s a list of things that he can and can’t do now that I know he’s gay!” | |
G#m F# | |
But the things you do not know will make your head explode | |
E F# F#7 | |
Will plain downright confuse you | |
G#m F# E F# F#7 | |
For instance, what makes someone gay is just the same as all that makes you, you | |
What I’m trying to say here is that | |
[chorus] | |
B C#m G#m F# | |
Everyone’s a little bit queer, from the Pope on down to the homeless beggar | |
B C#m E F# B | |
By now it should be pretty clear that everyone’s a little bit gay | |
B F# | |
I know it can be hard to swallow | |
B F# E F# G#m E | |
Especially for some that purport to follow Christ, or Joseph Smith | |
F# | |
You might just look inside your heart one day and see that I’m right | |
B C#m | |
That everyone’s a little bit queer | |
G#m F# | |
From the president down to the lonely farmer | |
B C#m E F# B | |
Put aside all your fear, and listen to what I have to say | |
[vocal solo] | |
F# | |
E-F#- | |
B-F#- | |
E-F#- | |
B--- | |
B--- | |
[verse] | |
B F# | |
Well, a woman loves another woman | |
E F# G#m F# | |
And that seems kind of strange to you | |
B F# E F# B | |
But right then you’re forgetting all the strange things that you do | |
F# | |
“But wait a second!” | |
B F# | |
“The things I do, well, they’re not strange!” | |
E G#m F# | |
That’s true! Cause that’s who you are | |
B F# | |
You say, “I’m not queer, I like football and beer!” | |
E F# B | |
But to me, that’s a little bizarre | |
E G#m | |
But! Let’s take this one step further, let’s go behind closed doors | |
E F# F#7 | |
Let’s move into the bedroom, with you and your lovers! | |
B F# E G#m F# | |
Maybe you like to have your nipples sucked, or do it doggystyle | |
B F# E F# B | |
Maybe you like to go down on someone who hasn’t bathed in a while | |
B F# E G#m F# | |
Maybe you even like to take it up the ass sometimes with a dildo or some such device | |
B F# E F# B | |
Maybe you like public places or masked faces or role playing as Three Blind Mice | |
E B | |
Well, all of this is okay of course. No one here will judge you | |
E F# F#7 | |
As long as you’re two or more consenting adults you can do what you do | |
[chorus] | |
B C#m | |
Everyone’s a little bit queer | |
E F# | |
From the Pope on down to the homeless beggar | |
B C#m E F# B | |
By now it should be pretty clear that everyone’s a little bit gay | |
E F# | |
I know it can be hard to swallow | |
B F# E F# G# E | |
Especially for some that purport to follow Christ, or Joseph Smith | |
F# | |
But you might just look inside your heart one day and see that I’m right | |
[verse] | |
B | |
And here’s what I think: | |
F# E F# F#7 | |
I think you’re afraid of a man and a man together | |
B | |
You picture them touching | |
F# | |
It, oooh, it just makes you cringe | |
E F# F#7 | |
And from there you draw your conclusions | |
B F# E F# F#7 | |
You dress it up in words of god, but we all know that god said a lot of things | |
B F# E F# F#7 | |
And I can’t speak to those, but what I know is that more love is a good not a bad thing | |
[chorus] | |
B C#m | |
And everyone’s a little bit queer | |
E F# | |
From the president down to the lonely farmer | |
B C#m E F# | |
Put aside all your fear, and listen to what I have to say | |
E F# | |
I know it can be hard to swallow | |
B F# E F# G#m E | |
Especially for some that purport to follow Christ, or Joseph Smith | |
F# F#7 | |
You might look inside your heart one day and see I’m right | |
B | |
And I hope so | |
What Does It Mean To Love A Machine | |
Song A Day #13 | |
First singing note: F# | |
Bm--- | |
Bm--- | |
Bm--- | |
F#--- | |
[verse] | |
Bm D | |
Well, what does it mean to love a machine? | |
E | |
Does it taste like metal? | |
F# | |
Does it taste like me? | |
E F# | |
If you love a machine, will it love you back? | |
F# | |
Will it understand Burt Bacharach? | |
Bm D | |
Well my fairy godmother had a whip | |
E F# | |
She smiled at me and lifted her slip | |
E F# | |
And from her crotch came nanobots ??? | |
F# Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
And I soon forgot where I was | |
Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
I was | |
Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
I was | |
Bm-F#-Bm-F#-Bm | |
[verse] | |
Bm D E F# | |
I looked around and all I saw were machines with tits and cocks and balls | |
E F# | |
Fuck machines of every size | |
E F# | |
Machines with ??? | |
Bm D | |
Mechanical dongs singing pirate songs | |
E F# | |
Droids in thongs and hot cylons | |
E | |
I asked a stranger just where I was | |
F# | |
He said, “This is what a dildo does.” | |
Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
I said, “Ouch.” | |
Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
I said, “Ouch.” | |
Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
I said, “Ouch.” | |
Bm-F#-Bm-F#-Bm | |
I said, “Ouch.” | |
[verse] | |
Bm D | |
With my mind confused and my bottom sore | |
E F# | |
I walked through this big green door | |
E | |
Behind me the door disappeared | |
F# | |
A roomba rolled up and called me ‘weird’ | |
Bm D | |
The whole room changed in a millisec | |
E F# | |
I was on some kind of holodeck | |
E | |
The voice said, “Do you like Ayn Rand?” | |
F# | |
A woman appeared, I took her hand | |
Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
Bm-F#-Bm-F#-Bm | |
[verse] | |
Bm D | |
She’s the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen | |
E F# | |
Vagina smelled like a tangerine | |
E F# | |
I wouldn’t have noticed in any case if it wasn’t somehow right in my face | |
Bm D E F# | |
I understood without a word when in my mind I swear I heard | |
E F# | |
The sound of her breath, heavy and deep, and suddenly she was fucking me | |
Bm D | |
Well, I twisted and turned. I tried to escape | |
E F# | |
But there’s no escape from robot rape | |
E F# D E F# | |
And just when I thought I could take no more, there was C3PO | |
Bm D | |
He took me down the long, dark hall | |
E F# | |
He brought me into a bathroom stall | |
E | |
He flushed the toilet, the floor gave way | |
F# Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
I landed in a big buffet of balls | |
Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
Balls | |
Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
Balls, a buffet of balls | |
Bm-F#-Bm-F#-Bm | |
[verse] | |
Bm D | |
I was out of my mind. I was out of touch | |
E F# | |
A mountain of balls, now this was too much | |
E | |
I ran screaming through the crowd of mess | |
F# | |
I ended up on the observation deck | |
Bm | |
And there was Dada | |
D | |
There was Troy | |
E F# | |
In a sexual position called the Spock McCoy | |
E | |
“Are you fully functional?” they ask | |
F# | |
And I ran the other way when they slap my ass | |
Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
[verse] | |
Bm D | |
I ran til I could run no more | |
E F# | |
A door appeared that said ‘hardcore’ | |
E F# | |
And next to that stood a door that looked like something out of a Roald Dahl book | |
Bm D E F# | |
And behind that door was a pneumatic tube, warmed by the sun and greased with lube | |
E | |
I stepped in there, despite my fear | |
F# Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
And that’s when I found myself here, with you | |
Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
Bm-F#-Bm | |
Bm D | |
So here I sit to tell my tale | |
E F# | |
You probably think that it’s an epic fail | |
E | |
It’s a funny, funny song, sure, it’s just a goof, though | |
F# | |
We need evidence. We want proof | |
Bm D | |
Well if you look beside me you’ll see a jar | |
E F# | |
It looks empty, but it ain’t by far | |
E | |
Straight from my fairy godmother’s crotch | |
F# | |
A nice fresh batch of nanobots! | |
Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
Bm-C#m-D-C#m | |
Bm-F#-Bm | |
I'm Drunk Because The Economy Sucks | |
Song A Day #14 | |
First singing note: C# | |
F# | |
People lose their jobs, and they go get drunk | |
B C#sus4 C# | |
I like to get drunk with them because I’m unemployed | |
F# | |
Man, I hope Obama can fix the economy | |
B C#sus4 C# | |
If he’s just another politician I’ll be annoyed | |
F# | |
But he’s just a man | |
There’s only so much he can do | |
B C#sus4 C# | |
The onus is on us now to break the back of greed | |
F# | |
Stab it through the heart | |
Tear it limb from limb | |
B C#sus4 C# | |
Throw away everything but what we need | |
B C#sus4 C# | |
I’m being held down by all of my loot | |
B D#m C# F# | |
And I can’t help but see how I contribute to the problem | |
But I don’t wanna | |
B C# | |
But I don’t know how to stop | |
F# | |
If everything collapses I will start a farm | |
B C#sus4 C# | |
Knowing nothing of farming except the early morning alarms | |
F# | |
I’m overly romantic and woefully underqualified | |
B C#sus4 C# | |
Stuck between technology and a life simplified | |
B C# F# | |
And a life that’s simplified | |
Get Well Steve Jobs | |
Song A Day #15 | |
First singing note: C# | |
F#--------------- | |
[verse] | |
F# D#m | |
As businessmen go he is a legend | |
C# B | |
Surviving exile returning as king | |
F# D#m | |
If that sounds like Moses it’s no accident | |
C# B | |
The cult of Macintosh is a religion | |
[refrain] | |
A#m B | |
We bow down to products that make us weep | |
F# | |
The beauty of simplicity | |
C# | |
The shepherd and his sheep | |
A#m B | |
We defend all attackers with fervent zeal | |
F# C# | |
In each operating system some new truth is revealed | |
[verse] | |
F# D#m C# B | |
His violent temper, his strict beliefs, his singular vision makes him adored | |
F# D#m | |
And we try to please him as we make our way | |
C# B | |
Through the pipeline of products that we can’t afford | |
[refrain] | |
A#m B F# C# | |
I often wonder if he sees how our culture of consumerism has led to this state of the world | |
A#m B F# C# | |
And if he feels at all responsible for the ways in which Apple has fed | |
D#m C# B F# | |
But of course I frame these hypothetical debates around my own shortcomings | |
D#m C# B C# | |
Because I can’t reconcile my obsession with Mac with all that I feel to be true | |
[verse] | |
F# D#m | |
Steve Jobs is sick now and that makes me sad | |
C# B | |
For him, for his family, I hope he pulls through | |
F# D#m | |
The excitement that I feel when he walks out on stage | |
C# B | |
It’s not just what he’s revealing, but the way he reveals it, too | |
[outro] | |
F#------- | |
Steve Jobs | |
B------- | |
Steve Jobs | |
F#------- | |
Steve Jobs | |
C#------- | |
2X | |
F# | |
There is So Much To know | |
Song a Day #174 | |
Key - G Major | |
First Singing Note - D | |
G Am D | |
There is so much to know | |
C G | |
It’s like an endless stream | |
Am D | |
And I would like to go | |
C G D | |
To where my déjà vu and dreams are real | |
C G | |
And there’s no question of what it means | |
D D7 | |
Concealed | |
Em C | |
In some pretty little pocket of some shrink’s golden locket | |
D | |
Of a mind | |
Em C D | |
No my life laid bare all clear and lying there and doing fine | |
Bm C2 G D | |
Can you look from many angles til you’ve seen from every side? | |
Bm C C2 Dsus D | |
Can you hear another’s voices, have you tried? | |
Em C G D | |
Buildings crash around you, whole worlds are destroyed | |
Em C G D D7 | |
The sunset’s on the horizon and you stare into the void | |
G Am D | |
There is so much to know | |
C G | |
We debate as if we knew | |
Am D | |
And I would like to go | |
C G D | |
Where the people really do, they do | |
C G D | |
where my dreams and my déjà vu are true | |
Em C D | |
Not ephemeral contaminates invading an anonymous shrine | |
Em C D | |
Just a reason to be tired some or other broken wire in my mind | |
Bm C G D | |
If I could see from many angles til I’ve looked from every side | |
Bm C Dsus D | |
If I could hear another’s voices, I’ve never tried | |
Bm C G D | |
Buildings crash around me, whole worlds are destroyed | |
Bm C G D D7 Dsus D D2 D | |
The sunset’s on the horizon and I stare into that void | |
G Am D | |
There is so much to know | |
C G | |
It’s hard to understand | |
Am D | |
How decisions can be made | |
C G D Dsus D | |
Or how we can make demands and rules | |
C G D | |
It’s a picnic in December planned by fools | |
Em C D | |
Half known, half grown light shine an overblown stage | |
Em C D D7 | |
Give a little of a brittle handle on a superstitious bird in a cage | |
Bm C2 G D | |
Can you look from many angles til you’ve seen from every side? | |
Em C2 Dsus D | |
Can you hear another’s voices, have you tried? | |
Em C G D | |
Buildings crash around you, whole worlds are destroyed | |
Em C G D D7 G | |
The sunset’s on the horizon and you stare into the void | |
The Rose Of Hillside | |
Song a Day #175 | |
Key in - C# minor | |
First Singing Note - C# | |
C#m B | |
Go, said the farmer to his wife in December | |
A B | |
Go and fetch the rose that grows in Hillside, | |
C#m B | |
No, said his wife as she straightened his blanket | |
A B | |
And so, that night, the farmer died | |
C#m G# | |
Ahoo | |
C#m B | |
The very next day she set out a-walkin | |
A B | |
Clutchin close to her breast the rose of hillside | |
C#m B | |
So though the frigid day was a knife cutting through her | |
A B | |
Deep down she was warm inside | |
C#m G# | |
Ahoo | |
C#m B | |
Far above the farmer’s wife, an eagle was flying | |
A B | |
Deep in the brush were eyes blinking wide | |
C#m B | |
She felt as though the forest was leaning down on her | |
A B | |
All bending towards the rose of hillside | |
C#m G# (4 bar breakdown) | |
C#m B | |
There is a town not far from here called Alpha Omega | |
A B | |
Where the buildings are as tall as the streets are wide | |
C#m B | |
The farmer’s wife came through and the whole town was empty | |
A B | |
The people there know about the rose of hillside | |
C#m G# (breakdown) | |
C#m B A B C#m B A B | |
AAAOOOOOO AAAOOOOOO AAAOOOOOO AAAOOOOOOOO | |
G# (breakdown) | |
C#m B | |
All of this I watched with great anticipation | |
A B | |
That a lifetime of sorrow would soon subside | |
C#m B | |
For standing on my porch, the farmer’s wife, a hand of giving | |
A B | |
In the middle of her palm, the rose of hillside | |
C# G# | |
Ahoo | |
C#m B A B C#m B A B G# C#m | |
AAAOOOOOO AAAOOOOOO AAAOOOOOO AAAOOOOOOOO | |
You Stole My Money | |
Song A Day #176 | |
Key in - G minor | |
First Singing Note (of song) - Bb | |
N/C (no Chord) | |
You stole my money | |
And that makes you a jerk | |
I left my card in the ATM | |
I was an idiot | |
But you’re a jerk! You’re a great big jerk | |
(First Singing note here G) | |
Gm F | |
I left my card in the ATM | |
Bb C D | |
It was a careless mistake | |
Gm F | |
Some jerk took the card out | |
Bb C D | |
And then they were on the make | |
Gm F | |
They used my card | |
Bb C D | |
Spend $600 (six hundred dollars) | |
Gm F | |
I cancelled my card this morning | |
Bb C D | |
And now I’ll file a claim | |
N/C | |
You stole my money | |
That makes you a jerk | |
I left my card in the ATM | |
I’m an idiot | |
But you’re a jerk, you’re a great big jerk | |
Gm F | |
I thought most people would return it | |
Bb C D | |
Maybe I’m just naïve | |
Gm F | |
I think most people must have good hearts | |
Bb C D | |
And wouldn’t steal or deceive | |
Gm F | |
I’m not rich | |
Bb C D | |
600 (six Hundred) bucks is a lot of dough, to me | |
Gm F Bb C D | |
you’re a jerk, you stole my money, you rhinoceros troll | |
Dm11 C Bb A | |
you stole, you stole, you stole my money | |
Gm | |
you great big jerk | |
Happy Birthday Adrian | |
Song a Day #177 | |
Key in - D Major | |
First Singing Note - F# | |
D A | |
Adrian, I love the way you drum | |
Em | |
I’m glad you’re in this band | |
A | |
I hope you’re having fun | |
D Dsus D | |
Oh, Adrian | |
A | |
Happy birthday, mon | |
Em | |
Happy birthday to you, man | |
A | |
I’m glad you’re in this band | |
Bm | |
We responded to your ad on Craigslist | |
A Bm | |
And boy, I’m glad we did | |
D Bm | |
And I’m glad that you wrote back | |
A | |
I’m not kidding | |
D | |
Oh, Adrian | |
A | |
I love the way you drum | |
Em | |
Happy birthday to you, mon | |
Em | |
I’m glad you’re in this band | |
D | |
Oh, Adrian | |
A | |
Happy birthday to you, man | |
Em | |
Happy happy birthday, man | |
A | |
I’m glad you’re in this band | |
D | |
Now let’s play some tunes | |
Happy birthday, Adrian! (spoken) | |
I Used To Worship Michael Jackson | |
Song a Day #178 | |
Key in -E Major | |
First Singing Note - B | |
E (Strumming) | |
E | |
I used to worship Michael Jackson | |
A | |
I still remember him as king | |
E | |
When he came on I’d say get back, son | |
B | |
Just stand back, let me do my thing (pause) | |
E | |
I wanted to be like him so badly | |
A | |
I used to dance and dream I was a star | |
E | |
Til I got into Bobby Dylan | |
B7 E | |
That’s when I got this old guitar | |
B7 E | |
I used to worship Michael Jackson | |
A | |
I’m not sure why I ever ceased | |
E | |
To watch him dance, you could imagine | |
B | |
In another life he was some shaman priest | |
E | |
I wanted to be like him so badly | |
A | |
I used to dance and lose control | |
E | |
Sometimes I put down this guitar | |
B E | |
Cus there’s a pop star in my soul | |
B7 E | |
We all used to love Michael Jackson | |
A | |
That is until he became | |
E | |
Like a shadow or a receptacle | |
B7 | |
For an entire country’s worth of pain | |
E A | |
Unto his face we projected all our secret wishes and fears | |
E B7 E | |
Upon the news of his death, I cried ancient childhood tears | |
E (maybe should be B7) E | |
I used to worship Michael Jackson | |
A | |
I’ll always remember him as king | |
E | |
How when he came on I’d say get back, son | |
B7 | |
Just stand back, let me do my thing (Pause) | |
E | |
I wanted to be like him so badly | |
A | |
I used to dance and lose control | |
E | |
Sometimes I put down this old guitar | |
B7 E | |
Cus there’s a pop star down in my soul | |
I'm So Tired of Capitalism | |
Song A Day #17 | |
First note sung: F# | |
D#m-B-C#-F# | |
2X | |
[verse] | |
D#m B C#m F# | |
Swallow it up, swallow it whole | |
D#m B C#m F# E | |
Never be fresh or rest control away | |
D#m---F#------ | |
D#m B C#m F# | |
Every new idea consume | |
D#m B | |
Price is right | |
C#m F# E | |
To will to bloom at somebody’s will | |
D#m---F#------- | |
[chorus] | |
B | |
I’m so tired | |
F# | |
I’m so tired | |
E | |
I’m so tired | |
F# | |
I’m so tired | |
B | |
I’m so tired | |
F# | |
I’m so tired | |
E | |
I’m so tired | |
B F# | |
I’m so tired | |
D#m---F#------ | |
[verse] | |
D#m B C#m F# | |
Package it up, make it move | |
D#m B C#m F# | |
Transition is always smooth | |
E | |
And no one can resist | |
D#m---F#------ | |
D#m B C#m F# | |
How can I grow if I know? | |
B B C#m F# E | |
All I’ve shown is serves to throw me off of the track | |
D#m---F#------ | |
[chorus] | |
B | |
I’m so tired | |
F# | |
I’m so tired | |
E | |
I’m so tired | |
F# | |
I’m so tired | |
B | |
I’m so tired | |
F# | |
I’m so tired | |
E | |
I’m so tired | |
B F# | |
I’m so tired | |
B | |
I’m so tired | |
F# | |
I’m so tired | |
E | |
I’m so tired | |
F# | |
I’m so tired Of all of this crap | |
B | |
Stars In Our Eyes | |
Song A Day #20 | |
First note sung: G | |
C------- | |
Dm------- | |
G------- | |
C------- | |
[verse] | |
C Dm | |
Inauguration Day, my heart is made out of clay | |
G C | |
It’s like the ??? melt away in history | |
C | |
I got as much as I could get | |
Dm | |
Through all of the cold and sweat | |
G | |
The secret that was too well kept | |
C G | |
Leaves on the trees | |
[solo] | |
C------- | |
Dm------- | |
G------- | |
C-------G-------- | |
C------- | |
Dm------- | |
G------- | |
C------- | |
[verse] | |
C | |
No reason to be alive | |
Dm | |
It’s bigger than just asking why | |
G C | |
And I’ve come to realize what comes naturally | |
C | |
What comes will come | |
Dm | |
No excuses for playing dumb | |
G | |
Laying down and feeling numb | |
C | |
Reason of degree | |
[chorus] | |
C G | |
And I see stars, I see stars in the sky | |
F C | |
I see stars, stars in our eyes | |
C G | |
And I see stars, stars in the sky | |
F C | |
And I see stars, stars in our eyes | |
G | |
Stars in our eyes, stars in our eyes | |
Stay Out of My Body | |
Song A Day #21 | |
Bbm-F-Bbm-F- | |
[verse] | |
Bbm F Bbm F | |
I feel like I’m getting sick | |
Bbm F Bbm F | |
Better do something ‘bout it quick | |
Ebm Gb | |
Drink a lot of tea, get some vitamin C | |
Bbm F Bbm F | |
Man I hope that does the trick | |
Bbm F Bbm F | |
Cuz I feel like I’m getting ill | |
Bbm F Bbm F | |
Clean up on aisle Jonathan, we’ve had a spill | |
Ebm Gb | |
My brain is a hammer and unladder jammer, baby | |
Bbm F Bbm F | |
Tumbling down to Jack and Jill | |
Bbm F Bbm F | |
Cuz I feel like I’m coming down | |
Bbm F Bbm F | |
With something heavy, dark, and round | |
Ebm Gb Bbm F Bbm F | |
It’s got seven heads and it’s a million threads with which it makes my body pound | |
Bbm F Bbm F | |
Cuz I feel like I caught a cold | |
Bbm F Bbm F | |
A bitter animal without a soul | |
Ebm Gb | |
My antibodies say ‘No sir, you may not stay,’ | |
Bbm F Bbm F | |
As they battle for control | |
Bbm F Bbm F | |
As I sing the battle intensifies | |
Bbm F Bbm F | |
The cold will turn round if it knows what’s wise | |
Ebm Gb Bbm F Bbm F | |
I’m an army immune and I’m armed with a tune that will shock and awe as it dies | |
[outro] | |
And it goes like this: | |
Bbm Gb F Ab Bbm Gb F Ab | |
Stay out of my, stay out of my, stay out of my body, stay out of my body | |
12X (with increasing speed) | |
Obama Makes Me Smile | |
Song A Day #22 | |
First singing note: G | |
[verse] | |
G | |
Obama is great | |
C G | |
And he loves us | |
G | |
He keeps the world in shape | |
C G | |
Yes he does | |
[refrain] | |
Bm | |
Oh he loves us | |
Am Em D D7 | |
And he makes me smile all the time | |
[verse] | |
G | |
We got Obama | |
C G | |
Oh yeah, yeah | |
G C G | |
No more drama with Obama | |
[refrain] | |
Bm Am Em | |
He will stop war and make the world happy | |
D G | |
With Obama | |
Barack Obama | |
Song A Day #23 | |
First note sung: C# | |
A---D---E---E | |
2X | |
[verse] | |
A E D E | |
I don't expect you to be perfect | |
A E D E | |
I don't expect angels to sing out every time you speak | |
A E D E | |
I don't expect you to be God | |
A E D E | |
I expect you to be Barack | |
A E D E | |
That's Barack Obama | |
[chorus] | |
A E D E | |
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh | |
Barack Obama | |
A E D E | |
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh | |
Barack Obama | |
[verse] | |
A E D E | |
Some people call it a cult of personality | |
A E D E | |
Some people say that it's too good to be true | |
A E D E | |
Given the last eight years we've had | |
A E D E | |
I'm just glad that we have you, | |
Barack Obama | |
[chorus] | |
A E D E | |
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh | |
Barack Obama | |
A E D E | |
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh | |
Barack Obama | |
[verse] | |
A E D E | |
There's so many ways for things to go wrong | |
A E D E | |
You're good at being who you are | |
A E D E | |
Please don't let me down | |
A E D E | |
Please don't let me down, | |
Barack Obama | |
[chorus] | |
A E D E | |
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh | |
Barack Obama | |
A E D E | |
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh | |
Barack Obama | |
Love Me A Little Bit More | |
Song A Day #25 | |
First note sung: F# | |
[intro] | |
Bm--- | |
D--- | |
F#------- | |
Bm--- | |
D---- | |
E------- | |
[verse] | |
Bm D F# | |
I am insecure but I am sure that you can barely tell | |
Bm D E | |
I feel bad, it makes me sad, I hide it very well | |
Bm D F# | |
I'm not the kind of guy that you would say is very strong | |
Bm D E | |
But I'll love you till the day I die and more after I'm gone | |
Bm D F# | |
What can I do? I long for you. I see you every day | |
Bm D E | |
I long to give you all you need to miss me all the way | |
[chorus] | |
Bm A# | |
And to love me more | |
Bm A# | |
And to love me more | |
Bm A# F# Bm | |
And to love me just a little bit more | |
Bm--- | |
D--- | |
F#------- | |
Bm--- | |
D---- | |
E------- | |
[verse] | |
Bm D F# | |
Well, I'm soft inside, and I have tried to keep that part displayed | |
Bm D E | |
My heart's the one with the baton in front of the parade | |
Bm D F# | |
I'm younger than I look when seen with eyes that judge too quick | |
Bm D E | |
But truth be told, I'm feeling old and tired and lovesick | |
Bm D F# | |
You turn me on and I am drawn, I cannot stay away | |
Bm D E | |
I long to give you all you need to miss me all the way | |
[chorus] | |
Bm A# | |
And to love me more | |
Bm A# | |
And to love me more | |
Bm A# F# Bm | |
And to love me just a little bit more | |
[bridge] | |
D | |
Jack wanted Jill | |
E | |
Just like Adam wanted Eve | |
G | |
I want you, baby | |
F# F#sus4 | |
More than you believe | |
[verse] | |
Bm D F# | |
I'm so uptight I think I might just pop like a balloon | |
Bm D E | |
I wish I had a brogue in plaid or Elvis kind of croon | |
Bm D F# | |
I'm the fool who'll spill your drink, apologize too much | |
Bm D E | |
What I lack in grace I can't replace, I'm a very loving klutz | |
Bm D F# | |
I want to give you a place to live, a place to knit and play | |
Bm D E | |
I long to give you all you need to miss me all the way | |
[chorus] | |
Bm A# | |
And to love me more | |
Bm A# | |
And to love me more | |
Bm A# F# Bm | |
And to love me just a little bit more | |
Bm--- | |
D--- | |
F#------- | |
Just a little bit more | |
Bm--- | |
D---- | |
E------- | |
Just a little bit more | |
Bm--- | |
D--- | |
F#------- | |
Just a little bit more | |
Bm--- | |
D---- | |
E------- | |
Just a little bit more | |
Bm | |
Speaking Electricity | |
Song A Day #26 | |
First note sung: A | |
[intro] | |
D | |
(sparksparksparksparksparksparkspark) | |
Yeah | |
A/C# | |
(sparksparksparksparksparksparkspark) | |
Yeah | |
Bm | |
(sparksparksparksparksparksparkspark) | |
Yeah | |
G A | |
(sparksparksparksparkspark spark spark) | |
Oh yeah | |
2X | |
[verse] | |
Bm G | |
I can't speak any other language | |
F# | |
Than the one I'm speaking now | |
Bm G | |
I wish I could, but I can't | |
F# | |
I'm such an American cow | |
Bm G | |
Mandarin, Cantonese, Japanese, Taiwanese | |
F# | |
German, French, and Thai | |
Bm G | |
HTML, CSS, notes on a page, I'm a mess | |
F# | |
And it's not because I don't try | |
[chorus] | |
D A | |
My mind just doesn't work that way | |
G | |
But I hope it does someday | |
A | |
I hope I can understand every word you say | |
D A | |
Hey! Let's just hug instead | |
G | |
Let's rub both of our heads together until we feel the spark | |
A | |
Speaking electricity | |
C | |
(Lalalalalalala) | |
Yeah | |
G | |
(Lalalalalalala) | |
Yeah | |
D | |
(Lalalalalala | |
A/C# | |
Lalalalalala | |
Bm | |
Lalalalalala | |
G A | |
Lalalala la la) | |
[bridge] | |
D A/C# | |
In every other country, everybody knows | |
Bm A | |
At least another language, oh yeah | |
D A/C# | |
Four years of French, four years of Spanish | |
Bm A | |
I don't remember any of it, yeah | |
D | |
(sparksparksparksparksparksparkspark) | |
Yeah | |
A/C# | |
(sparksparksparksparksparksparkspark) | |
Yeah | |
Bm | |
(sparksparksparksparksparksparkspark) | |
Yeah | |
G A | |
(sparksparksparksparkspark spark spark) | |
Oh yeah | |
[verse] | |
Bm | |
God knocked down | |
G | |
The Tower of Babel | |
F# | |
That was quite an asshole move | |
Bm G | |
Ok, ok, it's just a parable | |
F# | |
But what exactly does it prove? | |
Bm | |
Once upon a time, we were one | |
G | |
Then suddenly: division | |
F# | |
Like atoms split explode | |
Bm | |
And so here I sit | |
G | |
Feeling inadequate | |
F# | |
'Cause I don't speak Morse code | |
[chorus] | |
D A | |
My mind just doesn't work that way | |
G | |
But I hope it does someday | |
I hope I can understand every word you say | |
D A | |
Hey! Let's just hug instead | |
G | |
Let's see what's in our heads, with rubbin' together and all of that | |
A | |
Electricity | |
C | |
(Lalalalalalala) | |
Yeah | |
G | |
(Lalalalalalala) | |
Yeah | |
D | |
(sparksparksparksparksparksparkspark) | |
Yeah | |
A/C# | |
(sparksparksparksparksparksparkspark) | |
Yeah | |
Bm | |
(sparksparksparksparksparksparkspark) | |
Yeah | |
G A | |
(sparksparksparksparkspark spark spark) | |
Oh yeah | |
Up On The Mountain Top | |
Song A Day #27 | |
First note sung: D | |
D------- | |
Em------- | |
G------- | |
A------ | |
2X | |
[verse] | |
D | |
I've been plagued by déjà vu | |
Em | |
My dreams are all jumbled and they don't ring true | |
G | |
Dark clouds are gathering with storms of hail | |
A | |
Up on the mountain top | |
D | |
Throwing a rock down and watching it fall | |
Em | |
I feel like Peter but I look like Paul | |
G | |
I'm climbing around down on all fours | |
A | |
Up on the mountain top | |
[verse] | |
D Em | |
Just a system of molecules | |
G | |
Subject to laws and rules | |
A | |
Beyond our control | |
D Em | |
Up, up on the mountain top | |
G | |
It's older than God Himself A | |
It's older than time | |
D | |
Summer escape but will spring return? | |
Em | |
Will the sky go dark, will the valley burn? | |
G | |
Listen close, you can hear the melting snow | |
A | |
Up on the mountain top | |
D | |
I've been moved by ruined lives | |
Em | |
Nomadic friends and their silent cries | |
G | |
Shining out like a beacon to warn the world | |
A | |
Up on the mountain top | |
D Em | |
Just a system of molecules | |
G | |
Subject to laws and rules | |
A | |
Beyond our control | |
D Em | |
Up, up on the mountain top | |
G | |
It's older than God Himself | |
A | |
And it's older than time | |
[bridge] | |
Bm | |
If you tell me what to do | |
A | |
I will follow you | |
G | |
If you tell me what to do | |
A | |
Tell me we'll make it through | |
Bm | |
If you tell me what to do | |
A | |
I will follow you | |
G | |
If you tell me what to do | |
A | |
If you tell me that we'll make it through | |
D------- | |
Em------- | |
G | |
If you tell me what to do | |
A | |
Up on the mountain top | |
D | |
The Fox And The Hen | |
Song A Day #28 | |
First note sung: A | |
A---G---F#m---G | |
2X | |
[verse] | |
A G | |
The fox said to the hen, | |
F#m G | |
"It's just a matter of when." | |
A G | |
The bull said to the sheep, | |
F#m G | |
"You think we'll get some sleep, | |
Get some sleep tonight?" | |
A | |
[vocal break] | |
Oh, | |
A | |
Bum ba da ba | |
G | |
Bum ba da bum | |
F#m G | |
Bum ba da ba ba-doh ba-doh da | |
A | |
Bum ba da ba | |
G | |
Bum ba doh doh | |
F#m G | |
[verse] | |
A G | |
The horse passed to the goat | |
F#m G | |
A handsome ransom note | |
A G | |
The duck said to the quail, | |
F#m G | |
"The sunset sure is pale. | |
Get some sleep tonight." | |
A | |
[outro] | |
A G | |
Sleep tonight | |
F#m G | |
Sleep tonight | |
A G | |
Get some sleep tonight | |
F#m G | |
Sleep tonight | |
G-F#m | |
You Know Yourself | |
Song A Day #29 | |
First note sung: G | |
Em--- | |
Bm--- | |
4X | |
[verse] | |
G | |
Here, here | |
Where is here? | |
Em | |
I'm afraid, I'm still with fear | |
G | |
I can't walk when church bells ring | |
Em | |
I can't talk, but I can sing | |
G | |
If I knew what you want to say | |
Em | |
I'd be a psychic and I'd make you pay | |
G | |
Me money to tell your future | |
Em | |
And then we'd have some tea | |
[chorus] | |
Em Bm | |
I know you better than you know yourself | |
Em Bm | |
I know you better than you know yourself (wah-ohhhh) | |
Em Bm | |
I know you better than you know yourself | |
Em Bm | |
I know you better than you know yourself | |
[verse] G | |
Fly, fly | |
Birds can fly | |
Em | |
I want a superpower average guy | |
G | |
Hold me hostage in a barren cell | |
Em | |
Then think of a number, but don't tell | |
G | |
Look so could, could eat you up | |
Em | |
Drop the wrench when you've had enough | |
G | |
Of my antics, I'm speechless | |
Em | |
Let's go to the beach | |
[chorus] | |
Em Bm | |
I know you better than you know yourself | |
Em Bm | |
I know you better than you know yourself (wah-ohhhh) | |
Em | |
I know you better than | |
Bm | |
I know you better than | |
Em Bm | |
I know you better than you know yourself | |
Let's break it down | |
G-------Em------ | |
(Lalalalalalala...) | |
2X | |
[verse] | |
G | |
Nice, nice | |
Let's be nice | |
Em | |
Let's Jens Lekman and let's Feist | |
G | |
Let's hold hands in the afterlife | |
Em | |
And do it in the clouds | |
[chorus] | |
Em Bm | |
I know you better than you know yourself | |
Em Bm | |
I know you better than you know yourself (wah-ohhhh) | |
Em Bm | |
I know you better than you know yourself | |
Em Bm | |
I know you better than you know yourself (wah-ohhhh) | |
Dark Days | |
Song A Day #30 | |
First note sung: Ab | |
Bb------- | |
Eb------- | |
X2 | |
[verse] | |
Bbm Abm | |
Dark days on the old prairie | |
Gb Bbm Abm | |
I'm a meerkat – don't mess with me | |
Bbm Abm | |
Rain coming down in waves and sheets | |
Gb Bbm Abm | |
I'm holding on with claws sharper than golf cleats | |
[prechorus] | |
Bm Cm Dm Eb F | |
Don't underestimate her power, her power | |
[chorus] | |
Bb Cm | |
No rest for the weary souls | |
Gm F | |
Who make their homes in snake-proof holes | |
Bb Cm | |
Spider spider spider, we toil and struggle | |
Gm F | |
Rainy rainy rainy, we nestle and snuggle home | |
[verse] | |
Bbm Abm | |
Dark day, I'm sensing a big storm | |
Gb Bbm Abm | |
Better get these berries back to the twig farm | |
Bbm Abm | |
Grandpa's sleeping in his favorite chair | |
Gb Bbm Abm | |
I can smell electricity wafting through the air | |
[prechorus] | |
Bm Cm Dm Eb F | |
Don't underestimate her power, her power | |
[chorus] | |
Bb Cm | |
No rest for the weary souls | |
Gm F | |
Who make their homes in snake-proof holes | |
Bb Cm | |
Spider spider spider, we toil and struggle | |
Gm F | |
Rainy rainy rainy, we nestle and snuggle home | |
Bb | |
Cry, Oh Cry, Boo-Hoo So Sad | |
Song A Day #312 | |
first singing note: A, as pickup to B | |
[verse] | |
G Am | |
cry for the moon and for the stars | |
C | |
for the tunes they sing in bars | |
Dsus2 - D | |
for the chance you'll never get | |
cry for the sun and the atmosphere | |
for the gun in the world's ear | |
for the dance with your little pet | |
cry if it's the last thing that you do | |
from here to Malibu | |
let the dripping keep your time | |
[chorus] | |
Em F D/F# G | |
i know that it's hard to let go of the past | |
Am D - D7 - | |
and to keep the demons at bay | |
so go walk soft even if you're going last | |
you will be first someday | |
[verse 2] | |
cry in the morning in the night | |
when it's almost but not quite | |
the worst you've ever seen | |
and cry for the ringing of the bells | |
for the space between your cells | |
where ganglia dream | |
(saxophone solo as verse 3) | |
[outro verse] | |
cry when you like it when you don’t | |
when you can’t change but you won’t | |
cry cry cry | |
cry (G) | |
Winning Feels Good, Losing Feels Bad | |
Song A Day #313 | |
first singing note: E | |
[verse] | |
C G F C | |
Winning feels good, losing feels bad | |
C G F C | |
These are just some observations I’ve had | |
[chorus] | |
G | |
Winning feels good, losing feels bad | |
G | |
Winning feels good, losing feels bad | |
[verse 2] | |
Winning feels happy, loosing feels sad | |
There are just some observations I’ve had | |
[ichorus 2, instrumental] | |
20 Minutes With the President: The Song | |
Song A Day #314 | |
first singing note: E | |
[intro] | |
C F | |
Good afternoon Mr. President thank you | |
C F | |
so much for taking the time out of your demanding | |
G Am | |
schedule "My pleasure, | |
G F | |
the content of your request seemed like something I should | |
Em G | |
carve out a few minutes for" | |
[post-intro] | |
C Bb | |
I should point out I voted for you | |
F Gm | |
I'm a big fan of your show | |
Dm C | |
I can't imagine when you'd have the time | |
Bb Gm | |
I tivo it on air force one | |
Am | |
"not to be abrupt but you have | |
G | |
nineteen minutes left" | |
[chorus] | |
C E | |
Sir, we just had our first 9/11 | |
Am G | |
anniversary with you as commander in | |
F | |
chief, "Um that's true" | |
C E | |
Am I correct to understand that you fully support and and | |
Am G | |
endorse the findings of the commission | |
F | |
report? "Do I have any reason not to?" | |
C E | |
Are you aware Mr. President | |
Am G | |
of the recent stunning reve- | |
F Am | |
-lation that sixty percent of the | |
G F | |
9/11 commissioners have | |
Am G | |
publicly stated that the government agreed | |
F | |
not to tell the truth about 9/11 | |
F G | |
and about their responses to the attack? | |
[interlude] | |
Am Bm C D | |
"No disrespect Mr..Sheen but what is it that you've | |
Em D Em | |
seen to be inclined with the direction of this discussion?" | |
F#m E | |
I'm not implying anything Mr. President. | |
F#m A B | |
I'm here to present the facts and see what you plan to do with them... | |
[bridge] | |
E F#m G#m A | |
You'll notice sir on page one of the dossier statements by john farmer his | |
E F#m G#m A | |
quote saying I was shocked how different the truth was from the way it was | |
B | |
described! On page | |
E F#m G#m A | |
three you'll find a statement of Max Cleland who resigned from the commission stating | |
E F#m G#m A | |
it’s a national scandal this investigation is now compromised. | |
B C#m B | |
One of these days we will have to get the full story because the 9/11 issue is so | |
B A | |
important to America. | |
B | |
But this white house wants to cover it up. | |
B7 | |
c-c-c-c-cover it up | |
[post-bridge] | |
C#m B G#m A | |
Mistakes were clearly made (mistakes were made) | |
C#m B G#m A | |
but as a people and a country we need to move forward (move forward) | |
C#m B G#m A | |
Sir how can we focus on a future (the future) | |
C#m B G#m A | |
when the commission itself says we still don't know the truth? | |
E | |
"Perhaps you should be interviewing them" | |
F#m | |
But sir you are the President | |
A | |
"Well that's true | |
Ab | |
I suppose" | |
[I-V-Vi-IV section] | |
C G Am F | |
Sir are you aware of the number of days it took to get an investigation into JFKs assassination? | |
C G | |
"Two weeks" | |
Am | |
It was seventeen days | |
F | |
"I was close" | |
Sir are you aware of the number of days it took to get the investigation into Pearl Harbor? | |
"Again, about two weeks" | |
It was eleven days | |
"Darn, I was close again" | |
Sir are you aware of the number of days it took to | |
get the investigation into 9/11 | |
"It seems like a long time" | |
Fourteen months, fourteen months! | |
Sir are you aware how long after the initial attack it took Rumsfeld to declare war on Iraq ? | |
"I'll bet your going to tell me" | |
Five hours | |
[pre-outro] | |
C E Am D | |
I appreciate your conviction, I appreciate your passion, but. . . | |
Dm C Bb | |
Mr. President I know we're very short on time so may | |
Dm C Bb | |
I illustrate the case I'm trying to make with some bullet points? | |
A | |
"Fire away" | |
Here we go: | |
[outro] | |
(images of bullet points) | |
repeating chord progression: | |
Dm - Bb - | |
C - A - | |
x20 | |
Mr. Barry Screwskull: Number Six Hundred and Twelve | |
Song A Day #315 | |
first singing note: D | |
[intro] | |
D - - - | |
x4 | |
[verse] | |
D Bm D D - - - | |
My name is Mr. Barry Screwskull | |
G D A A7 - - - | |
I drive the screws down all day long | |
G D | |
On the banks of the subterranean river | |
A G D D - - - | |
I dream I dream of my home | |
When I was just a little itty bitty pup | |
My papi said to me | |
He said Barry I'm not long for this world | |
I'm a heading for the surface today | |
It was on that day that I knew that I was alone | |
Though my comrades all around me everywhere | |
Deep inside my throat there are words that I never spoken | |
Harder than a sailor’s but softer than a prayer | |
[chorus] | |
Bm A G D | |
Don't you know the time has come for leaving | |
Bm A G | |
The end is near and the calendar draws to a close | |
Bm A G D | |
Fixated on your claws to see you took the time to pause, It's time to be leaving | |
A G D D - - - | |
You root it out the dirt, if you know | |
[verse 2] | |
I never saw the point of marriage | |
What use have I for a wife | |
Kick out a few pups, watch the Sunday parade go by | |
No not me that is not my life | |
With my burrow I keep it all hidden | |
My first class ticket straight outta here | |
You say you want to come with me, but I don't think you understand | |
Where I'm going all mole men we disappear | |
[instrumental bridge] | |
Bm - - - | |
- - - - | |
G/B- - - - | |
D - - - | |
Bm - - - | |
G - - - | |
D - - - | |
A - - - | |
A7 - - - | |
G - - - | |
- - - - | |
D - - - | |
- - - - | |
A - - - | |
G - - - | |
D - - - | |
- - - - | |
[verse 3] | |
Say goodbye to the tunnels and the gossip | |
Goodbye to the old tin whistle whine | |
Goodbye to my subterranean river | |
Goodbye to the home that was never really mine | |
[chorus 2] | |
Don't you know the time has come for leaving | |
Don't you know the end is near the calendar draws to a close | |
Fixated on your claws you took the time to pause you'd start believing | |
You rooted out the dirt with your nose | |
[outro] | |
You rooted out the dirt with your nose | |
You rooted out the dirt with your nose | |
D - - - | |
D | |
Go To Sleep | |
Song A Day #32 | |
First note sung: G | |
C--------------- | |
[verse] | |
C G Am F | |
I used to live with the granddaughter of the bicycle Schwinn | |
C G Am F | |
Joey, did I tell you that I saw your twin? | |
Em Am Em C | |
He was in the car behind me when we got into an accident | |
Dm F G G7 | |
It took a while to figure out that you'd been separated at birth | |
C G Am F | |
I often have dreams about driving forward but in reverse | |
C G Am F | |
I wake up in a panic and my eyes hurt | |
Em Am Em C | |
Driving down an icy road like those I used to know | |
Dm F G G7 | |
It's not hard to figure out that it's all about feeling out of control | |
[chorus] | |
C G | |
"I'm afraid to go to sleep," | |
C G | |
Said the fox to the hen, to the sheep | |
C---Am—G— | |
X2 | |
[verse] | |
C G Am F | |
Had a dream about Christ, I dreamt he could fly | |
C G Am F | |
Then I was flying too, and I looked in his eye | |
Em Am Em C | |
He told me not to wait too long, I was thirteen at the time | |
Dm F G G7 | |
I'm twenty-six now which makes that thirteen years ago | |
C G Am F | |
I don't know why foxes and I don't know why hens | |
C G Am F | |
Lately all my dreams have been too intense | |
Em Am Em C | |
I don't know what he meant by that, I'm not sure that I ever will | |
Dm F G G7 | |
It stuck with me through all these years and I think it's important | |
[chorus] | |
C G | |
"I'm afraid to go to sleep," | |
C G | |
Said the fox to the hen, to the sheep | |
C | |
Go to sleep, go to sleep | |
Go to sleep, go to sleep | |
Go to sleep, go to sleep | |
Go to sleep, go to sleep | |
I Love Battlestar | |
Song A Day #33 | |
First note sung: B | |
G------- | |
Em------- | |
C------- | |
D------- | |
X2 | |
[verse] | |
G | |
World destroyed! | |
Ships deployed! | |
Em | |
Running from! | |
Those Cylon bums! | |
C | |
Robots that look like humans | |
Eb D | |
And robots that look like robots, too | |
G | |
Oh, Powerful ships! | |
Faster than light! | |
Em | |
Melodramatic space fight! | |
E | |
Adama, Apollo, Starbuck, Boomer | |
Eb D | |
Baltar, Colonel Tigh | |
[chorus] | |
G Em | |
Oh, I love Battlestar Galactica | |
C D | |
And I love Battlestar Galactica-oh | |
Galactica-oh | |
G Em | |
Oh, I love Battlestar Galactica | |
C D | |
And I love Battlestar Galactica | |
Galactica | |
[verse] | |
G | |
Cylon among us! | |
Cylon detector! | |
Em | |
Zaerk riots! | |
Cylon/human babies | |
C Eb D | |
Six is trying to get so pregnant all the time | |
G | |
Oh, Six is in Baltar's mind | |
Em | |
Or is he in hers? | |
C | |
Tyrol, Agathon, Gaeta, Cally | |
Eb D | |
Ellen, Roslin, Doc Cottle | |
[chorus] | |
G Em | |
And I love Battlestar Galactica | |
C D | |
And I love Battlestar Galactica-oh | |
Galactica-oh | |
G Em | |
I love Battlestar Galactica | |
C D | |
And I love Battlestar Galactica | |
Galactica | |
[verse] | |
G | |
Looking for Earth! | |
But New Caprica | |
Em | |
Cylon rule totally sucks! | |
C | |
Tyrol Union organizer | |
Eb D | |
Colonel Tigh loses an eye! | |
G | |
And book of Pythia | |
Tomb of Athena | |
Em | |
Roslin cancer, Roslin leader | |
C | |
Starbuck Arrow marries Anders | |
Eb D | |
Way to Earth is revealed! | |
G | |
Cylon Civil War! | |
Em | |
Final Five hear a song! | |
C | |
It's Bob Dylan, "All Along the Watchtower" | |
Eb D | |
I miss Cally a lot | |
G | |
Gotta put together a truce | |
To spool up the juice | |
Em | |
To maybe produce | |
C | |
A new place to live | |
But Gaeta's got other plans | |
Eb D | |
He and Zaerk are going berserk | |
[chorus] | |
G Em | |
And I love Battlestar Galactica | |
C D | |
And I love Battlestar Galactica | |
Galactica | |
G Em | |
Oh, I love Battlestar Galactica | |
C D | |
And I love Battlestar Galactica | |
Galactica | |
G Em | |
Oh, I love Battlestar Galactica | |
C D | |
And I love Battlestar Galactica | |
Galactica | |
G Em | |
Oh, I love Battlestar Galactica | |
C D | |
And I love Battlestar Galactica | |
G | |
Galactica oh yeah | |
(Just Sing) A Happy Song | |
Song a day #34 | |
First note sung: A | |
D------- | |
G------- | |
X2 | |
[verse] | |
A G | |
Sometimes I just wanna sing some kind of happy song | |
A | |
Even when I don’t feel a thing | |
G | |
Even when I’m feeling wrong | |
Em Bm | |
Cuz even in a happy song there can be sadness | |
Em G A | |
If you just sing along you can kill your bonafide madness | |
[chorus] | |
D G | |
When you sing, when you sing | |
[verse] | |
A G | |
Sure it’s all a bit cheesy, but you gotta just let it out | |
A | |
First ??? | |
G | |
Don’t let yourself fill with doubt | |
Em Bm | |
But doubt can be a good thing, just like sadness | |
Em G A | |
Nothing’s like singing to kill your bonafide madness | |
[chorus] D G | |
When you sing, when you sing | |
D | |
Just sing | |
G | |
Sing | |
[bridge] | |
A G | |
You can tell I’m feeling silly | |
D F#m | |
You can tell I’m feeling out of it | |
A A D F#m | |
You can tell I’m feeling silly and out of it | |
[chorus] | |
D | |
Oh let’s just sing | |
G | |
Come on and sing | |
D | |
Just sing | |
G | |
Just sing | |
D | |
Sing | |
Come Down Where You Ought To Be | |
Song #35 | |
First note sung: B | |
A--- | |
Bm---- | |
C#m---- | |
Bm--- | |
A--- | |
Bm--- | |
C#m--- | |
A-------- | |
[verse] | |
G#m | |
You signed your ransom note with blood | |
F#m | |
You left the other arm | |
G#m | |
You left the bedroom caked in mud | |
F#m | |
Your boots and lovin’ gone | |
E C#m | |
Can you hear that? Can you hear that? | |
D C#m E | |
That’s the sound of a washcloth boiling | |
F#m E Bm C# | |
You left your best dress hanging so conspicuous dangling over a fire | |
[chorus] | |
A Bm C#m Bm | |
Baby come down, baby come down where you ought to be | |
A Bm C#m A | |
Said baby come down, baby come down where you ought to be | |
[verse] | |
G#m F#m | |
Please don’t think it gets to me, your lilacs made of steel | |
G#m F#m | |
Or your mirror that suggests to me some secret you conceal | |
E C#m D C#m E | |
In the twilight, in the twilight I can make out your figure standing | |
F#m E Bm C# | |
Carrying a picket sign, hand crafted and designed especially to piss me off | |
[chorus] | |
A Bm C#m Bm | |
It said: Baby come down, baby come down where you ought to be | |
A Bm C#m A | |
Baby come down, baby come down where you ought to be | |
[bridge] | |
A C# D F#m D E F#m E | |
Come down, baby come down, baby come down, come down, baby come down | |
[verse] | |
G#m F#m | |
You put your coat on over mine, get into the car | |
G#m | |
What you offer me I must decline | |
F#m | |
It’s all just too bizarre | |
E C#m | |
Did you think that I wouldn’t notice? | |
D C#m E | |
That I somehow couldn’t handle it? | |
F#m E Bm C# | |
I left the shelf stocked, left you in the airlock, ready to fly into space | |
[chorus] | |
A Bm C#m Bm | |
So baby come down, baby come down where you ought to be | |
A Bm C#m A | |
Said baby come down, baby come down where you ought to be | |
A Bm C#m Bm | |
Baby come down, baby come down where you ought to be | |
A Bm C#m A | |
Said baby come down, baby come down where you ought to be | |
Scarlett Thomas | |
Song #36 | |
First note sung: D | |
1, 2, 3, 4 Say It | |
C-----G-F-----G- | |
Na x28 | |
[verse] | |
C G F G | |
Scarlett Thomas, I want to hug your mind | |
C G F G | |
In the best way, in the best way, in the best way possible | |
C G F G | |
Cuddling every synapse, and leaving no thought unturned | |
C G F G | |
I’m not obsessed with you, but I could see that happening | |
C-----G-F-----G- | |
Na x28 | |
[verse] | |
C G F G | |
Scarlett Thomas, I’ve read two of your books | |
C G F G | |
And they made, and they made, and they made me reel and rock | |
C G | |
My girlfriend gave me both of them | |
F G | |
She’s a big fan, too | |
C G F G | |
I’m generally attracted to people smarter than me | |
That’s why I say: | |
C-----G-F-----G- | |
Na x28 | |
C-----G-F-----G- | |
4, 3 Say It | |
4, 3 Try, Say It | |
4, 3 | |
4, 3 Try, Say It | |
C-----G-F-----G- | |
Scarlett Thomas, Scarlett Thomas | |
3 Try, Say It | |
C-----G-F-----G- | |
Na x28 | |
The Story of Wandering Fall, Act IV, Scene 1: Something Nothing Song A Day #377 | |
First note: G | |
{Intro} | |
C F G F (3x) | |
{verse, begins at the end of the intro} | |
G F C | |
Where there is nothing | |
F G | |
There is something | |
F C F | |
And where there is something | |
G | |
There is nothing | |
C F | |
Something | |
G F | |
Nothing | |
C F | |
Something | |
G F C | |
Nothing | |
The Story of Wandering Fall, Act IV, Scene 2: An Explosion Song A Day #378 | |
First note: E | |
{NO INTRO} | |
E | |
Every minute | |
Of every day | |
C A | |
An explosion | |
E | |
You don’t wanna be | |
In the way | |
C A | |
Of the explosion | |
E Bm | |
Rearranging all the matter in the universe | |
C A | |
And rearrange it again | |
E | |
Oh, dying stars | |
Meteors | |
C A | |
An explosion | |
E | |
A star is born | |
A planet warmed | |
C A | |
An explosion | |
Ohhhhhh | |
The Story of Wandering Fall, Act IV, Scene 3: Solar Wind Song A Day #379 | |
First note: G# | |
{NO INTRO} | |
E A B | |
Let’s go sailing on a solar wind | |
E A B | |
We’ll keep going til we reach the end | |
C#m | |
Of the universe | |
B | |
We got a ways to go | |
C#m B | |
But we’ll get there faster when the hot winds blow, oh | |
E A B | |
Let’s go sailing on a solar wind | |
E A B | |
Out of this existence you’ll transcend | |
C#m B | |
When we get there, who knows what we’ll find | |
C#m B | |
I met God there once, he blew my mind | |
E | |
Oh solar wind | |
D | |
Solar wind | |
C’mon let’s ride it | |
C#m | |
If you’re happy there’s no reason to hide it | |
Bm | |
I love you and I won’t deny it | |
B | |
No, no no no no | |
E A B | |
Oh, solar wind | |
E A B | |
Solar wind | |
C#m B | |
Solar wind | |
C#m B E | |
Solar wind Let’s go, let’s go now | |
Water | |
Song #37 | |
First note sung: Db | |
Db Eb F | |
H…2…O | |
[verse] | |
F | |
You should drink more water cuz it’s good for you | |
Bb | |
Your body needs it to survive | |
C | |
If you only drink soda and things with lots of sugar you will | |
F | |
And I don’t want you to die | |
Dm | |
So drink more water (drink more water) | |
C | |
Drink more water (drink more water) | |
F | |
Please | |
The Story of Wandering Fall, Act IV, Scene 4: Together Edge Universe Song A Day #380 | |
First note: D | |
{NO INTRO} | |
Dm | |
Trouble (trouble) | |
G7 | |
Lies ahead (lies ahead) | |
F | |
Loneliness (loneliness) | |
E7 | |
Is behind you (is behind you) | |
Dm | |
What kind of trouble? (it’s classified) | |
G7 | |
What can I do? (do your best) | |
F | |
Will we survive? (it’s up to you) | |
E | |
How do you know? (I just do) | |
C G | |
I won’t second guess F G | |
As long as we stay together | |
C | |
We’ll be fine | |
G | |
Whatever cosmic mess | |
F G C | |
Our music will make it shine | |
So lonely, yeah | |
The Story of Wandering Fall, Act IV, Scene 5: Trouble Approaching Song A Day #381 | |
First note: F | |
{INTRO) | |
Dm | |
Dm C/D | |
What’s that, over there? | |
Dm C/D | |
I can barely make it out | |
Dm C/D | |
Looks like some gruesome creature | |
Dm | |
Looks like four legs and a mouth | |
C | |
It’s coming towards us | |
We better move | |
Let’s follow it | |
Dm | |
And feel the groove | |
Feel the groove | |
Do Wop Ro Bot Song A Day #382 | |
First note of ‘Do ba do....’: C | |
First note of ‘shoo be do wap’: E | |
First note of verse: C | |
{INTRO} | |
C Am G F Am G | |
Do ba do ba do dee do dah (8x) | |
from 3x add: | |
Shoo be do wap, da ba doo | |
{VERSE 1} | |
C Am G F | |
On the way to the doctor | |
Am G C Am G F Am G | |
I saw her standing there | |
C Am G F | |
She had a bowl full of apples | |
Am G C Am G F Am G | |
They were the color of her hair | |
C Am G F | |
I bit one apple | |
Am G C Am G F Am G | |
And her face, it changed | |
C Am G F | |
We were close to each other | |
Am G C Am G F Am G | |
But we were estranged | |
C Am G F Am G | |
Do ba do ba do dee do dah (2x) | |
{VERSE 2} | |
C Am G F | |
On the elevator later | |
Am G C Am G F Am G | |
She pressed the number six | |
C Am G F | |
I said that’s the devil’s number | |
Am G C Am G F | |
And she gave me her wrist | |
Am G C Am G F | |
As I sucked her blood | |
Am G C Am G F | |
She seemed satisfied | |
Am G C Am G | |
When she invited me in | |
Am G C Am G F Am G | |
I didn’t go inside | |
C Am G F Am G | |
Do ba do ba do dee do dah (2x) | |
That’s all you get! | |
My Friend Johnny Boyd is on the Show “24” Song A Day #383 | |
First note: D | |
{NO INTRO} | |
{VERSE 1} | |
G Am D | |
My friend John Boyd is on the show “24” | |
G Am D | |
I got really excited when he came onto the screen | |
Em C | |
He plays a horny nerd named Arlo | |
Em D | |
He’s calling in the drones | |
Em C D | |
And all speaking military techno-babble, oh | |
{VERSE 2) | |
G Am D | |
And you know, that’s not easy to do | |
G Am D | |
And make it sound convincing, ooh | |
Em C | |
But Johnny Boyd, he does it | |
Em C D | |
And he does it through and through and oh | |
Em C D | |
You can see that he’s got something special, too | |
{CHORUS} | |
G C D | |
Gooooo Johnny Boyd, go (Go Johnny Boyd) (2x) | |
G C D | |
Gooooo Johnny Boyd, go (Johnny Boyd, go) (2x) | |
Rubber Demons: Healthy Angels Song A Day #384 | |
First note: E | |
{INTRO} | |
Am | |
Doo doo doo, doo do do do da do doo | |
E7 | |
Doo doo doo, doo do do do da do doo (2x) | |
{VERSE 1} | |
Am | |
Somewhere | |
Rubber demons swim in diamonds | |
E7 | |
And they fuck and sip on champagne | |
As they tumble down in the rain | |
Am | |
Back to hell | |
Am | |
Doo doo doo, doo do do do da do doo | |
Doo doo doo, doo do do do da do doo (Ooh, ah ooh, ooooooooooohhhooooohh) | |
E7 | |
Doo doo doo, doo do do do da do doo | |
Am | |
Doo doo doo, doo do do do da do doo | |
{VERSE 2} | |
Am | |
Somewhere | |
Healthy angels stand on street lights | |
E7 | |
And dream of love and God and long nights | |
As they disappear in unison | |
Am | |
Back to him | |
Am | |
Ba-doo, ba-doo, ba-dooo | |
Ooh, ah ooh, ooooooooooohhhooooohh | |
Dm | |
Ba-doo, ba-doo, ba-dooo | |
Ooh, ah ooh, ooooooooooohhhooooohh | |
E7 | |
Ba-doo, ba-doo, ba-dooo | |
Am | |
Ooh, ah ooh, ooooooooooohhhooooohh | |
She Loves Me | |
Song A Day #384b | |
First singing note: C | |
[backup vocals] | |
C Am F G | |
Do ba da doop doo doo doo doop ba da doooo | |
C Am F G | |
Do ba da doop doo doo doo doop ba da doooo | |
C Am F G | |
Wah doo, doo doo doo doo | |
Doo doo doo doo | |
C Am F G | |
Do ba da doop doo doo doo doop ba da doooo | |
Do ba da doop doo doo doo doop ba da doooo | |
[verse] | |
C Am | |
On Monday she took my hand | |
F G | |
The picture of a girl | |
C Am | |
On Tuesday she washed if off | |
F G | |
In a golden wishing well | |
C Am | |
On Wednesday she drew herself | |
F G | |
With rocks in her jeans | |
C Am | |
On Thursday, I followed her | |
F G | |
It was all a little deep | |
[chorus] | |
C | |
But no one | |
Am | |
Believes you | |
F G | |
When you say you’re in love | |
[pause] | |
C | |
But I am | |
Am | |
Yes I am | |
F | |
Yes I am | |
G | |
Yes I am | |
[backup vocals] | |
C Am F G | |
Do ba da doop doo doo doo doop ba da doooo | |
C Am F G | |
Do ba da doop doo doo doo doop ba da doooo | |
Wah doo, doo doo doo doo | |
[verse] | |
C Am | |
On Friday, we made love | |
F G | |
Aside the interstate | |
C Am | |
On Saturday we talked about | |
F G | |
Our doom, and love, and fate | |
C Am | |
On Sunday, we were married | |
F G | |
And I cried out in glee | |
C | |
She loves me | |
Am | |
She loves me | |
F G | |
She loves meeeee | |
[chorus] | |
C | |
But no one | |
Am | |
Believes you | |
F G | |
When you say you’re in love | |
[pause] | |
C | |
But I am | |
Am | |
Yes I am | |
F | |
Yes I am | |
G | |
Yes I am | |
[ending] | |
[backup vocals] | |
Sore Throat | |
Song A Day #385 | |
First note: D | |
{NO INTRO} | |
D F | |
I’ve got a sore throat | |
G D C D | |
And I’m feeling sick | |
F G D C | |
So I’ll keep this quick | |
Minstrel Song A Day #386 | |
First note: G | |
{NO INTRO} {VERSE 1} | |
G Em C | |
When I’ve found my way | |
Dsus D | |
I find my way’s forgotten | |
G Em C | |
When I feel ok | |
Dsus D | |
I’m feeling more distraught and | |
Cmaj7 | |
I must break free | |
G D | |
I don’t care just how I do it | |
Cmaj7 | |
Stand with me | |
G D | |
Turn and face the sun | |
Em | |
And look right through it (right through it) | |
{VERSE 2} | |
G Em C | |
In another time | |
Dsus D | |
I was a minstrel singing | |
G Em C | |
Now it’s a crime | |
Dsus D | |
To stand on the corner bringing | |
Cmaj7 | |
Song to the street | |
G Dsus D | |
I don’t care just how we do it | |
Cmaj7 | |
Stand with me | |
G D | |
Turn and face the sun | |
Em | |
And look right through it (right through it) | |
{BRIDGE: instrumental} | |
B7#9 Fmaj7 | |
B7#9 Cmaj7 A7sus | |
B7#9 Am | |
B7#9 Em D D7 | |
{VERSE 3} | |
G Em C | |
Gone are the days | |
Dsus D | |
Of whiskey drunks and loud parades | |
G Em | |
Bit it’s ok | |
C D | |
We’ll make due with veiled charades | |
Cmaj7 | |
I must break free | |
G D | |
I don’t care just how I do it | |
Cmaj7 | |
Stand with me | |
G D | |
Turn and face the sun | |
G | |
And look right through it (right through it) | |
Th-th-th-th through it | |
“Who Will Remain” – again Song A Day #387 | |
First note: G | |
NOTE: all C chords are Cadd9 | |
{INTRO} | |
G /F# Em | |
{CHORUS} | |
G /F# Em | |
Who will remain? | |
G Em | |
When the night turns to dawn | |
C D C | |
Tell me, who will remain? | |
D D7 | |
Who will sing your song | |
G /F# Em | |
Who will remain? | |
G Em | |
That still knows how to dance? | |
C D | |
Tell me, who will remain? | |
C D | |
But the wants, shouldn’ts and can’ts | |
{VERSE 1} | |
G Em | |
One thousand screaming architects | |
C D | |
The whole city is on fire | |
Em C D D7 | |
Won’t someone come and take away their guns? | |
G | |
There’s no loyalty | |
Em | |
That love protects | |
C D | |
When the riot is your choir | |
Em | |
No religion | |
C D D7 | |
Doesn’t melt beneath the sun | |
{CHORUS} | |
G /F# Em | |
Who will remain? | |
G Em | |
When the night turns to dawn | |
C D C | |
Tell me, who will remain? | |
D D7 | |
Who will sing your song | |
G /F# Em | |
Who will remain? | |
G Em | |
That still knows how to dance? | |
C D | |
Tell me, who will remain? | |
C D D7 | |
But the wants, shouldn’ts and can’ts | |
{VERSE 2} | |
G | |
There’s no teacher | |
Em | |
No medicine | |
C D | |
There’s no vial, there’s no cup | |
Em C D D7 | |
There’s no rhythm in the passage of time | |
G Em | |
And who will dare to love again | |
C D | |
When the ocean freezes up | |
Em | |
There’s no mistaking hope | |
C D D7 | |
For mountains not yet climbed | |
{CHORUS} | |
G /F# Em | |
Who will remain? | |
G Em | |
When the night turns to dawn | |
C D C | |
Tell me, who will remain? | |
D D7 | |
Who will sing your song | |
G /F# Em | |
Who will remain? | |
G Em | |
That still knows how to dance? | |
C D | |
Tell me, who will remain? | |
C D | |
But the wants, shouldn’ts and can’ts | |
G | |
Who will remain? | |
Tator Tots and Avocado Shakes Song A Day #388 | |
First note: F# | |
{Accapella Song) | |
One, two, three, four | |
(Bm ) | |
Tator tots and avocado shakes | |
Tator tots and avocado shakes | |
Tator tots and avocado shakes | |
Tator tots and avocado shakes | |
Tator tots and avocado shakes | |
Tator tots and avocado shakes | |
Yeah | |
Valentine’s Day with Groupon Song A Day #389 | |
First note of Verse: A | |
First note of “Valentine’s Day”: F | |
{INTRO} | |
F Bb/F (2x) | |
F Bb/F F Bb/F | |
For Valentine’s Day | |
{VERSE 1} | |
F Bb/F | |
You don’t want to bring | |
C/E | |
The same old thing | |
Dm C | |
To Valentine’s Day | |
F Bb/F | |
If you could find something new | |
C/E | |
To say “My heart is true” | |
Dm C | |
What would you pay? | |
{PRE-CHORUS} | |
Dm Dm/C | |
The deals roll on and on | |
Bb | |
From skiing the slopes | |
C | |
To the salon | |
Dm | |
From couples’ massage | |
Am | |
To mimosas at dawn | |
Bb C | |
Over at Groupon | |
{CHORUS} | |
F Bb/F | |
For Valentine’s Day | |
F Bb/F | |
For Valentine’s Day | |
F Bb/F | |
For Valentine’s Day | |
F Bb/F | |
For Valentine’s Day | |
{VERSE 2} | |
F Bb | |
You don’t want to wait | |
C/E | |
To find your gift was late | |
Dm C | |
February 15th | |
F | |
With Groupon | |
Bb | |
The waiting is gone | |
C/E | |
And your great gift | |
Dm C | |
Is all that remains | |
{PRE-CHORUS} | |
Dm | |
Be Cinderella | |
Dm/C | |
Or Don Juan | |
Bb | |
You and your loved one | |
C | |
Waited upon | |
Dm | |
Try wine tasting | |
Am | |
Or get your sky diving on | |
Bb C | |
Over at Groupon | |
{CHORUS} | |
F Bb/F | |
For Valentine’s Day | |
F Bb/F | |
For Valentine’s Day | |
F Bb/F | |
For Valentine’s Day | |
F Bb/F | |
For Valentine’s Dayyyyyyy | |
Little Pink Boombox | |
Song #38 | |
First note sung: C# | |
[verse] | |
A C#m A C#m | |
Little pink boombox is with me everywhere | |
A C#m F#m E | |
People stop and laugh at me but I just don’t care | |
A C#m A C#m | |
If I let the laughter get to me if I do something that’s weird | |
A C#m F#m E | |
I’d never do anything at all | |
D | |
Little pink boombox, I love you | |
A C#m A C#m A C#m F#m E | |
Yes I do | |
A C#m A C#m A C#m F#m E | |
Pink boombox, I love you | |
Yes I do | |
Happy Birthday Sam Douglass Song A Day #390 | |
First note: B | |
{INTRO} | |
G D C D (2x) | |
{VERSE} | |
G | |
You can call him lunkhead | |
D | |
And he’ll rock you in your bunk bed | |
C | |
With guitar made of fire | |
D | |
And a kind personality | |
G | |
May you always reach your goal my friend | |
D | |
You were born to rock and roll my friend | |
C | |
With your heart open wide | |
D | |
And your soul fast and free | |
{CHORUS} | |
G | |
Happy Birthday, Sam | |
D | |
Happy Birthday, Sam | |
C | |
Happy Birthday, Sam | |
D | |
Birthday Sam | |
G | |
Happy Birthday, Sam | |
D | |
Happy Birthday, Sam | |
C | |
Happy Birthday, Sam | |
D | |
Birthday Sam | |
G D C D | |
Birthday Sam Ahhhoooooo | |
Down at Coyote Hearing Song A Day #391 | |
First note: A | |
{INTRO} | |
Am | |
Well, I’d like to tell you about a couple of friends of mine | |
Call themselves Coyote Hearing | |
{VERSE 1} | |
Am | |
Cochrane McMillan and Jeremy Black | |
If you need a producer they’ve got your back | |
E7 Am | |
It’s Coyote, Coyote Hearing | |
Am | |
Well they got 32 channels of apogee | |
2 royers and | |
4 balls of steel | |
E7 Am | |
Coyote, Coyote Hearing | |
Well listen to me sing | |
{CHORUS} | |
G | |
What’s that I’m hearing? | |
F | |
It’s a coyote | |
C | |
Coyote Hearing | |
G | |
What’s that I’m hearing? | |
F | |
It’s a coyote | |
Am | |
Coyote Hearing | |
{VERSE 2} | |
Am | |
Mmmmhmmm | |
Well I could sit here and list all the outboard gear | |
But we’d be sittin here for one thousand years | |
E7 Am | |
Coyote, Coyote Hearing | |
It’s a comfortable place to focus your head | |
And kid was a roadie for the Grateful Dead | |
E7 Am | |
It’s Coyote, Coyote Hearing | |
Sing it with me now | |
{CHORUS} | |
G | |
What’s that I’m hearing? | |
F | |
It’s a coyote | |
C | |
Coyote Hearing | |
G | |
What’s that I’m hearing? | |
F | |
It’s a coyote | |
Am | |
Coyote Hearing | |
Coyote Hearing | |
Coyote Hearing | |
Coyote Hearing | |
A Man from the Future and the Original Louisiana Hot Sauce Song A Day #392 | |
First Note: C | |
{INTRO} | |
Am | |
{VERSE} | |
F Am | |
I come from the future | |
F Am | |
To sample your cuisine | |
F Am | |
But there are some things | |
F Am | |
Of which I don’t know what they mean | |
F Am | |
What is this? | |
F Am | |
Tell me what is this? | |
{INTERLUDE} | |
Am | |
I am the science robot | |
Prepare the test | |
Prepare the test, oh | |
Testing | |
Testing | |
Testing | |
Testing overload | |
{VERSE 2} | |
F Am | |
This product broke my android | |
F Am | |
It must be powerful | |
F Am | |
So I will use it as a weapon | |
F Am | |
The universe, I’ll rule | |
F Am | |
Ahahahahaha (4x) | |
Let’s Get Bloody Song A Day #393 | |
First note: A | |
{INTRO} | |
Am C F (2x) | |
{VERSE 1} | |
C Am | |
There’s nothing left to say here | |
All my frogs are spent | |
G | |
Each one proved a new memory spoken | |
F C | |
We watched it, as it went | |
Am | |
So I just can’t stay here | |
The silence is too much | |
G | |
That last toad was a crushing blow | |
F | |
Kicking out my very last crutch | |
Am | |
Some fiends make us smile | |
Dm F | |
While they’re ripping out your heart | |
Some things take a while | |
E7 | |
Some never seem to start | |
{CHORUS} | |
Am C | |
Let’s get bloody | |
F | |
Let’s dirty up our souls | |
Am C | |
Let’s get bloody | |
F | |
You’re so pretty I just don’t know | |
{VERSE 2} | |
C Am | |
You survey your kingdom | |
G | |
Caligula in pink | |
The gulf between pauper and queen | |
F C | |
Is smaller than you think | |
You watch your gladiators | |
Am | |
In their artificial lake | |
G | |
Will the Coliseum hold? | |
Or as the games unfold | |
F | |
Will the levees start to break? | |
Am | |
Some fiends watch your back | |
Dm F | |
Then stab you in the heart | |
Some fiends just attack | |
E7 | |
Some never seem to start | |
{CHORUS} | |
Am C | |
Let’s get bloody | |
F | |
Let’s dirty up our souls | |
Am C | |
Let’s get bloody | |
F | |
You’re so pretty I just don’t know | |
Am C | |
Let’s get bloody | |
F | |
Let’s hustle up some skin | |
Am C | |
Let’s get bloody | |
F | |
Let’s be heard above this din | |
Am C F | |
Stratego Song A Day #394 | |
First Note; G | |
{INTRO} | |
C | |
{VERSE 1} | |
C | |
On a board ten by ten | |
G | |
With thirty three men | |
C | |
Six bombs | |
Am G | |
And one flag incognito | |
C | |
Two lakes in the middle | |
F | |
Can you solve the riddle | |
C | |
Of strategic strategy | |
G C | |
That’s called Stratego | |
{VERSE 2} | |
C | |
One Marshall can’t die | |
G | |
By and hands but the spies’ | |
C Am G | |
The miners, the fuse bombs we go | |
C | |
Ahead with full steam | |
F | |
With a finely laid scheme | |
C | |
Of strategic strategy | |
G C | |
That’s called Stratego | |
{VERSE 3} | |
C | |
Send your scouts out along | |
G C | |
Find a cluster of bombs | |
Am G | |
I say “adios amigo” | |
C | |
You may think my flag’s there | |
F | |
But it could be anywhere | |
C | |
That’s strategic strategy | |
G C | |
That’s called Stratego | |
{VERSE 4} | |
C | |
And it’s sing boys, sing | |
G | |
They’ll never find a thing | |
C | |
They’re the id | |
Am G | |
To our super ego | |
C | |
Don’t dally don’t wait | |
F | |
Let’s set those fiends straight | |
C | |
With strategic strategy | |
G C | |
That’s called Stratego | |
{reprise of ‘chorus} | |
C | |
Don’t dally don’t wait | |
F | |
Let’s set those fiends straight | |
C | |
With strategic strategy | |
G C | |
That’s called Stratego | |
Patience Song A Day #395 | |
First note: F# | |
{INTRO} | |
D D/C D G/B | |
{VERSE} | |
D D/C | |
Sometimes I’d like | |
D G/B | |
Just a little more patience | |
D D/C | |
Sometimes I’d like | |
G/B | |
More of everything | |
D D/C | |
Sometimes I’d like | |
G/B | |
Not to waste it | |
D D/C | |
Sometimes I’d like | |
G/B | |
More understanding | |
iPage.com Song A Day #396 | |
first note: A | |
{INTRO} | |
D Bm (2x) | |
1,2,3,4 | |
{VERSE !} | |
D Bm | |
Unlimited hosting space | |
D Bm | |
Unlimited data transfer | |
A | |
Unlimited domains | |
G | |
You’re have to be insane | |
F# | |
To use anybody else | |
{VERSE 2} | |
D Bm | |
U.S.-based customer support | |
D | |
Not outsourced | |
Bm | |
No, it’s not outsourced | |
A | |
You’ll reach someone | |
G | |
In two minutes guaranteed | |
F# | |
When you call them up on the phone | |
{CHORUS} | |
D G A | |
That’s iPage, iPage.com | |
D | |
That’s iPage, | |
G A | |
You can’t go wrong | |
Bm | |
When you host it | |
G A D | |
When you host it with iPage | |
{VERSE 3} | |
D Bm | |
1 million customers worldwide | |
D Bm | |
Reliability, they have it on their side | |
A G | |
Easy to use for beginners | |
F# | |
And the goods for geeks as well | |
D Bm | |
All of this for three dollars fifty | |
D Bm | |
About the same, as a cup of coffee | |
A | |
For three fifty a month | |
G | |
You could be up and running | |
F# | |
In no time at all | |
{BRIDGE} | |
G A/G | |
And when you sign up | |
G A/G | |
You get $400 worth of extras | |
G A/G | |
Like a $50 credit towards AdWords | |
G A/G | |
And WordPress blogging tools | |
{CHORUS} | |
D G A | |
That’s iPage, iPage.com | |
D | |
That’s iPage, | |
G A | |
You can’t go wrong | |
Bm | |
When you host it | |
G A D | |
When you host it with iPage | |
Dot Com | |
It’s Just One of those Days Song A Day #397 | |
First note: G | |
Gm Dm Cm | |
It’s just one of those days | |
Dm Gm | |
One of those days | |
Dm Cm | |
Just one of those days | |
Dm Gm | |
One of those days | |
Dm Cm | |
Just one of those days | |
Dm Gm | |
One of those days | |
Dm Cm | |
Just one of those days | |
Dm Gm | |
One of those days | |
{INSTRUMENTAL} | |
Gm Dm Cm Dm | |
Gm | |
Days | |
Dm Cm | |
Just one of those days | |
Dm Gm | |
One of those days | |
Dm Cm | |
Just one of those days | |
Dm Gm | |
One of those days | |
Dm Cm | |
Just one of those days | |
Dm Gm | |
One of those days | |
COOP Theme Acoustic Style Song A Day #397b | |
First note: D | |
{INTRO} | |
D Bm Asus4 G | |
{VERSE} | |
D Bm Asus4 G D | |
The thing I like about you most is | |
Bm Asus4 G D | |
You’d run away with me | |
Bm | |
So pack your bags | |
Asus4 G | |
And your shotgun too | |
D Bm Asus4 G D | |
We might run into zombies | |
{CHORUS} | |
Bm Asus4 G D Bm Asus4 G | |
We’re always down for that Coop Multiplayer Action | |
D | |
We’re always down | |
{VERSE} | |
Bm Asus4 G D | |
I’d follow you into the jungle | |
Bm Asus4 G D | |
Yeah I know we’d survive | |
Bm Asus4 G D | |
Endless waves, faceless soldiers | |
Bm Asus4 | |
‘Cause we’ve got sixty lives | |
{CHORUS} | |
Bm Asus4 G D Bm Asus4 | |
We’re always down for that Coop Multiplayer Action | |
G D | |
We’re always down | |
Bm | |
We’re so down | |
Asus4 | |
We’re so down | |
G D | |
We’re so down for Coop | |
Bm Asus4 G D Bm Asus4 G | |
We’re so down for that Coop action | |
{INTERLUDE} | |
D Bm Asus4 G D Bm Asus4 G D | |
{VERSE} | |
Bm Asus4 G D | |
I’m tough like a ninja | |
Bm Asus4 G D | |
When the pirates come in hoards | |
Bm Asus4 G D | |
Well that’s when I’ll be calling to ya | |
Bm Asus4 G D | |
You’d better bring your swords | |
{CHORUS} | |
Bm Asus4 G D Bm Asus4 | |
We’re always down for that Coop Multiplayer Action | |
G D | |
We’re always down | |
Bm | |
We’re so down | |
Asus4 | |
We’re so down | |
G D | |
We’re so down for Coop | |
Bm | |
We’re so down | |
Asus4 | |
We’re so down | |
G D | |
We’re so down for Coop | |
Bm | |
We’re so down | |
Asus4 | |
We’re so down | |
G D | |
We’re so down for Coop | |
Bm | |
We’re so down | |
Asus4 | |
We’re so down | |
G D | |
We’re so down for Coop | |
Bm Asus4 G D | |
We’re so down for that Coop action | |
Bm Asus4 G D | |
We’re so down for that Coop action | |
Someday Song A Day #398 | |
First note: F | |
{INTRO} | |
Db | |
{VERSE} | |
Db Bbm Gb | |
Someday Ab | |
All the supermarkets Db Bbm Gb | |
Will be empty Ab | |
All the oceans will be Db Bbm | |
Algae Gb Ab Db | |
And your children will be screwed | |
{VERSE} Db Bbm Gb | |
Someday Ab | |
Our collective data Db Bbm Gb | |
Will degrade Ab | |
Because our hard drives Db Bbm | |
Weren't made to last | |
Gb Ab Db | |
More than a few years | |
{CHORUS 1} | |
Gb | |
Could have a cave dweller painting on the wall | |
Known the painting he was painting was Ab | |
Gonna last Gb | |
When we running out of food when the rain | |
Doesn't come are we gonna learn and gonna learn Ab Absus Ab | |
Fast | |
{VERSE} Db Bbm Gb | |
Someday Ab | |
We're gonna up and move Db Bbm Gb | |
Far away Ab | |
We'll seed a new | |
Db Bbm | |
Colony Gb Ab Db | |
In the far reaches of space | |
{VERSE} Db Bbm Gb | |
Someday Ab | |
We'll find new sources Db Bbm Gb | |
Of energy Ab | |
And the deep long hum Db Bbm | |
Of technology Gb Ab Db | |
Will continue undisturbed | |
{CHORUS 2} Gb Bbm | |
I know that nothing lasts Ab Db | |
And that change is the only constant Gb Bbm | |
Still in a world that moves so fast | |
Ab Bbm | |
I long for something solid | |
Ab Db | |
I long for something solid | |
{VERSE} Db Bbm Gb | |
Someday Ab | |
When the supermarkets Db Bbm Gb | |
Are empty Ab | |
I’ll look in your eyes Db Bbm | |
And I'll be Gb Ab Db | |
Comforted by you | |
{VERSE} Db Bbm Gb | |
And someday Ab | |
We'll make some great Db Bbm Gb | |
Discovery | |
Ab | |
And it'll prove some long- Db Bbm | |
Held theory | |
Gb Ab Db | |
That deep down we always knew | |
{CHORUS 1} | |
Gb | |
Could have a cave dweller painting on the wall | |
Known the painting he was painting was Ab | |
Gonna last Gb | |
When we running out of food when the rain | |
Doesn't come are we gonna learn and gonna learn Ab Absus Ab | |
Fast | |
{CHORUS 2} | |
Gb Bbm | |
I know that nothing lasts Ab Db | |
And that change is the only constant Gb Bbm | |
Still in a world that moves so fast | |
Ab Bbm | |
I long for something solid | |
Ab Bbm | |
I long for something solid | |
Ab Db | |
I long for something solid | |
{VERSE} | |
Db Bbm Gb | |
Someday Ab | |
All the supermarkets Db Bbm Gb | |
Will be empty Ab | |
All the oceans will be Db Bbm | |
Algae Gb Ab Db7 | |
And your children will be | |
Link Mann Acoustic Style Song A Day #399 | |
First note: D | |
{INTRO} D A Bm G (2x) | |
{VERSE} | |
D | |
Dreamt that I was Link | |
A | |
I was lying in a field | |
Bm | |
Thinking about Zelda | |
G | |
How to buy a better shield | |
D | |
I was sad | |
A | |
‘Cause I didn’t have a pillow | |
Bm | |
That morning it was dungeon time | |
G | |
Some kind of weeping willow | |
D | |
Well the octoroks | |
A | |
And the stalfos | |
Bm | |
And the like likes | |
G | |
And the dddddd-dodongos | |
D | |
They all started dancing | |
A | |
They all started making noise | |
Bm | |
And I knew this style of dancing | |
G | |
Was like a poison | |
D | |
So I lit up a torch | |
A | |
And I lit up a fire | |
Bm G | |
And that’s when I heard the fairy choir | |
D | |
They were singing | |
{CHORUS} | |
A Bm G D | |
“Zelda needs you in the castle” | |
A Bm G | |
We all need you to save Hyrule” | |
D | |
Yeah, Yeah | |
A Bm G | |
“We’ll surround you with our hearts” | |
D | |
That’s what they were singing | |
A Bm G D | |
“Love love love love love love love love” | |
A Bm G | |
“Love love love love love love love love” | |
{VERSE} | |
D | |
Well it was beautiful | |
A | |
And it was amazing | |
Bm | |
And needless to say | |
G | |
I could deal with this cave thing | |
D | |
So morning time came | |
A | |
And the path was clear | |
Bm | |
I went into the cave | |
G | |
Everything disappeared | |
D | |
I was lying in my bed | |
A | |
Sunlight shining through | |
Bm | |
I was thinking about Zelda | |
G | |
I was thinking about you | |
D | |
Thinking about the field | |
A | |
Where in my dream I lay | |
Bm | |
It’s existed in my memory | |
G | |
As a place I used to play | |
D | |
And it’s good to remember | |
A | |
Can be a useful tool | |
Bm | |
Especially when it ends you up | |
G D | |
Down in Hyrule with the fairies | |
{CHORUS} | |
A Bm G | |
“Zelda needs you in the castle” | |
D | |
Ohhhhhh the fairies | |
A Bm G D | |
We all need you to save Hyrule” | |
A Bm | |
“We’ll surround you with our hearts” | |
G D | |
Yeah, Yeah | |
A Bm G D | |
“Love love love love love love love love” | |
A Bm G D | |
“Love love love love love love love love” | |
A Bm G D | |
“Love love love love love love love love” | |
Ah Ah OOO Ah OOO Song A Day #400 | |
First note: E | |
{INTRO} | |
C | |
{VERSE} C Em | |
Everybody's born Dm G7 | |
No one has a choice Am Em | |
As we learn and grow Dm G7 | |
Do we lose or find our voice? F C | |
Ah ah ooo ah ooo | |
F C | |
Ah ah ooo ah ooo | |
{VERSE} C Em | |
When we learn to speak | |
Dm G7 | |
Thoughts become distilled Am Em | |
Expression lets us live Dm G7 | |
And expression kills F C | |
Ah ah ooo ah ooo | |
F C | |
Ah ah ooo ah ooo | |
{VERSE} C Em | |
When Eve received the apple Dm G7 | |
And learned what she was Am Em | |
It's the moment she started to do Dm G7 | |
What every one of us does F C | |
Ah ah ooo ah ooo | |
F C | |
Ah ah ooo ah ooo | |
C Em | |
And of course that's just a tale Dm G7 | |
Full of love and death and pain Am Em | |
Meant to explain phenomena Dm G7 | |
That no one can explain F C | |
Ah ah ooo ah ooo | |
F C | |
Ah ah ooo ah ooo | |
{VERSE} C Em | |
And it's safe to say that something Dm G | |
Happened long ago Am Em | |
That awoke within us Dm G7 | |
An ability to know F C | |
Ah ah ooo ah ooo | |
F C | |
Ah ah ooo ah ooo | |
{VERSE} C Em | |
And whether it's a blessing Dm G7 | |
A curse or a bit of both Am Em | |
Depends on your perspective Dm G7 | |
And depends on how you go F C | |
Ah ah ooo ah ooo | |
F C | |
Ah ah ooo ah ooo | |
{VERSE} C Em | |
What happens after this Dm G7 | |
Is reality a mask? Am Em | |
All questions return to Dm G7 | |
The fact that we can ask F C | |
Ah ah ooo ah ooo | |
F C | |
Ah ah ooo ah ooo | |
{VERSE} C Em | |
So next time you are born Dm G7 | |
Against your will just know Am Em | |
It's the questions that will take you Dm G7 | |
Wherever you're supposed to go | |
F C | |
Ah ah ooo ah ooo | |
F C | |
Ah ah ooo ah ooo | |
Animal Mind Song A Day #401 | |
First note: B | |
{INTRO} | |
E | |
E G#m E C#m E G#m B A | |
{VERSE} | |
E G#m | |
When the night closes around you | |
E C#m | |
You're sure that something's there E G#m | |
You can see or smell or touch it B A | |
But you feel it in the air E G#m | |
You walk back to your room E C#m | |
All the while looking behind E G#m | |
That's the animal inside you B A | |
That's the animal mind | |
B E G#m E C#m | |
I said that’s the animal mind | |
{VERSE} | |
E G#m | |
A darkened street before you E C#m | |
Headphones in your ears | |
E G#m | |
In the corner of your eye there's movement B A | |
You turn to see more clear E G#m | |
A raccoon stares up at you E C#m | |
And you're frightened blind E G#m | |
That's the animal inside you B A | |
That's the animal mind | |
B E G#m E C#m | |
I said that’s the animal mind | |
{BRIDGE} F#m B | |
When you're logic fails you E A F#m | |
And your senses grow | |
B | |
The universe impales you E A | |
On a tower made of I don't know | |
B E G#m E C#m | |
On a tower made of I don’t know | |
{VERSE} E G#m | |
You're fast asleep and dreaming E C#m | |
Of some long forsaken place E G#m | |
The door to your room is opened B A | |
And you come rushing back through time and space E G#m | |
An enemy to be defeated E C#m | |
A lover being soft and kind E G#m | |
That's the animal inside you B A | |
That's the animal mind | |
B E G#m E C#m | |
I said that’s the animal mind | |
{VERSE} E G#m | |
There's no window and no doorway | |
E C#m | |
In this room and I'm all alone E G#m | |
Not a soul to talk to B A | |
In my mind a high pitched drone E G#m | |
As I pace and I lose perspective E C#m | |
One human being confined E G#m | |
I am the animal inside me | |
B A | |
I am the animal mind | |
B E G#m E C#m | |
I am the animal mind | |
{BRIDGE} | |
F#m B | |
You can't fight what you're made of E A | |
Evolution's slow F#m B | |
You will always be afraid of E A | |
That tower made of I don't know | |
F#m B | |
When you're logic fails you E A F#m | |
And your senses grow | |
B | |
The universe impales you E A | |
On a tower made of I don't know | |
B E G#m E A E B A | |
On a tower made of I don’t know | |
{VERSE} | |
E G3m | |
As I pace and I lose perspective E C#m | |
One human being confined E G#m | |
I am the animal inside me | |
B A | |
I am the animal mind | |
B E | |
I am the animal mind | |
Reuse: Compost: Recycle: The Song Song A Day #402 | |
First note: G | |
{INTRO} | |
C Am | |
They say the planet's in peril F G | |
And that it's up to me and you Am C | |
But it can be confusing F G | |
What exactly can one do? F G | |
Well I’m here today to ask yah C Am | |
To be a new recruit F | |
With 4 simple things I do in my home G C | |
And you can do them too | |
{VERSE} C C/Bb F/A | |
Number one is easy | |
Ab G C | |
Use canvas bags C/Bb | |
Paper or plastic? F/A Ab G | |
That choice is such a drag | |
C C/Bb | |
Number two, if you forget F/A Ab G | |
To bring them to the store C C/Bb | |
Reuse the bags that you bring home F/A Ab G | |
Still useful evermore | |
{BRIDGE} F | |
Number 3, don't want to see G | |
Your food scraps go to waste Ab | |
If you compost them | |
I’ve got this notion Bb | |
That farmers would embrace | |
{VERSE} | |
C C/Bb | |
Number 4 is easy | |
F/A Ab G | |
I know you’ve heard it before | |
C | |
Recycle | |
C/Bb | |
Recycle | |
F/A Ab G C | |
Recycle some more | |
Got My Red Robe On Song A Day #403 | |
First note: C | |
{CHORUS} | |
C G | |
I got my red robe on | |
F C | |
And I’m singing a song | |
Am F G | |
I gotta sing it just for you | |
C G | |
I got my red robe on | |
F C | |
Yeah I’m singing a song | |
Am G C | |
And that’s just what I do | |
Oh now, oh now | |
{VERSE} | |
C G | |
When the robe comes off | |
F C | |
You’d better be ready | |
Am G | |
To fly down to the moon | |
C G | |
When the robe comes off | |
F Am | |
We’ll find out way home | |
F G C | |
By the light of the silver spoon | |
That’s what I said now | |
{CHORUS} | |
C G | |
I got my red robe on | |
F C | |
And I’m singing a song | |
Am F G | |
I gotta sing it just for you | |
C G | |
I got my red robe on | |
F C | |
Yeah I’m singing a song | |
Am G C | |
And that’s just what I do | |
Waiting for GOD to Call Song A Day #404 | |
First note: A | |
{INTRO} | |
D | |
{VERSE} | |
D D7 | |
In a cave there lives a man alone G Gm | |
Silently staring at the phone Bm A | |
Waiting for God to call Bm A | |
But God won't call at all | |
D D7 | |
Next to the man, a cat sits purring G Gm | |
Outside the cave the day is stirring Bm A | |
The day is new, the day is great Bm A D | |
And still the man, he just sits and waits alone | |
{BRIDGE} G | |
The man has children A | |
They bring him food Bm Bm/A G | |
He has 7 wives depending on his mood | |
{VERSE} D D7 | |
The wives come to him each in their turn G Gm | |
And turned away with no concern Bm A | |
Their love doesn't mean a thing Bm A | |
When any minute the phone could ring | |
D D7 | |
Though the world has seen joy and tears G Gm | |
He has sat this way for thirty thousand years Bm A | |
And he'll sit there till the end Bm A | |
Comes rushing forth, a long hot wind | |
{CODA} | |
D A G D | |
D A G D | |
La di da di da da da, da da da da, da da (repeat and fade) | |
Please Stop Song A Day #405 | |
First note: G | |
{INTRO} | |
C | |
F Am G | |
{VERSE} | |
C | |
The kingdom lies in ruin | |
It's hardly worth pursuing F | |
Focus on the maintenance of | |
Relationships that lead to love Am | |
And though you may be weary still G | |
Calm your heart trust your will | |
C | |
Losers in the saddle | |
Streets all full of cattle F | |
Throngs of huddled masses make | |
Their way sad eyed and forsaken Am | |
So unfree but safe and fed G | |
Turn around don't be led | |
{CHORUS} | |
C E F G | |
Please stop, please stop (4x) | |
{VERSE} C | |
Rest until the pain goes | |
Like unicorns and rainbows F | |
Senses clear and neurons fire | |
Ing full blast the singing choir Am | |
Stop and turn the other way G | |
Keep the smell of death at bay | |
{CHORUS} | |
C E F G | |
Please stop, please stop (4x) | |
C E F G | |
Please stop, please stop (4x) | |
C | |
Happy Birthday Sanae: Again! Song A Day #406 | |
First note: G | |
C Bb G Bb | |
In a little shoebox apartment C Bb G Bb | |
Across the street from the Hudson C Bb G Bb | |
In a building like many others C Bb G Bb | |
Down a street made of cobblestone | |
C Bb G Bb | |
There you will find Sanae C Bb G Bb | |
Making a flourless cake C Bb G Bb | |
Imagining boundless creations C Bb G Bb | |
The jewel of lower Manhattan | |
F | |
Happy Birthday | |
C Bb G Bb | |
Sanae | |
C Bb G Bb | |
Sanae | |
C Bb G Bb | |
Happy Birthday Sanae | |
C Bb G Bb | |
Sanae | |
C | |
Happy Birthday Sanae | |
On Valentine’s Day Song A Day #407 | |
First note: F | |
{INTRO} | |
F Bb/F F Bb/F F C F | |
{VERSE} | |
F Bb/F F | |
One Valentine’s Day Bb/F F | |
I heard you say C F | |
You wanted a boat F Bb/F F | |
Two cubits by two Bb/F F | |
The size of a shoe C F | |
For a tiny flood | |
{BRIDGE ONE} Bb C | |
Three times I “no” F | |
But blow by blow Bb | |
I finally agreed | |
{VERSE} | |
F Bb/F F | |
Four by four the rain fell | |
Bb/F F | |
And the river swelled C F | |
And we stood on the boat | |
{BRIDGE TWO} Bb | |
We stood on the boat | |
The size of a shoe F | |
On valentine’s Day C | |
I was looking at you Bb | |
You were looking at me | |
On Valentine’s Day F | |
Heading off somewhere C C7 | |
Neither of us could say | |
{VERSE} F Bb/F F | |
Five smooth tiny stones | |
Bb/F F | |
Skipping when thrown C F | |
In the drip drip of rain | |
F Bb/F F | |
Six clocks on the wall Bb/F F | |
Reading once and for all C F | |
The passage of time | |
{BRIDGE ONE} Bb C | |
Seven nights and days F | |
As the darkness faded Bb | |
And a rainbow appeared | |
{VERSE} F Bb/F F | |
Eight lengths of rope Bb/F F | |
Tied to docks of hope C F | |
On valentine’s day | |
{BRDGE TWO} | |
Bb | |
A rainbow appeared | |
On valentines day F | |
And that's how I knew C | |
We had gone the right way Bb | |
We stood on the boat | |
The size of a shoe F | |
You were looking at me C C7 | |
I was looking at you | |
{CODA – VERSE} | |
F Bb/F F | |
One Valentine’s Day Bb/F F | |
I heard you say C F | |
You wanted a boat | |
Snakes Are / Aren’t Scary Song A Day #408 | |
First note: E | |
(CHORUS – ACCAPELLA) | |
(C) | |
Snakes are scary yeah yeah | |
Snakes aren’t scary no no | |
Snakes are scary yeah yeah | |
Snakes aren’t scary no no | |
Snakes are scary yeah yeah | |
Snakes aren’t scary no no | |
I Wanna Know Everyone Song A Day #409 | |
First note: E | |
{INTRO} | |
C F Am G (2x) | |
{VERSE} | |
C F G C C F Am G | |
When I walk around my town C F G C C F Am G | |
The people's faces get me down F | |
So many folks that I'll never meet Em | |
That guy could be my best friend | |
He's just crossing the street C F G | |
But I'll never know him, no no no C F G | |
And the fact of it hurts me so Am | |
Tear the barriers down | |
Till we're all undone F | |
I wanna know everyone G C F Am G | |
I wanna know everyone | |
C F Am G | |
Everyone | |
{VERSE} C F G C F Am G | |
There's a young couple at the ATM C F G C F Am G | |
There's an old man sitting on a bench F | |
A business man looking frazzled and dazed G | |
A kid crossing the street without looking both ways C F G | |
Cute girl on a cute bike whoa whoa whoa C F G | |
Hipster-looking dude swaying to and fro Am | |
I want to meet them all | |
One by one | |
F | |
I wanna know everyone G C F Am G | |
I wanna know everyone | |
C F Am G | |
Everyone | |
C F G C F Am G | |
When we first came down from the trees C F G C F Am G | |
Barely humans but not chimpanzees F | |
We lived in small groups like our cousins before G | |
Modern science confirms we can't deal with more C F G | |
And yet all around me yeah yeah yeah C F G | |
Humanity swirls like dust in the air Am | |
Speed up the process | |
Of evolution F | |
Because I want to know everyone G C F Am G | |
I wanna know everyone | |
C F Am G | |
Everyone | |
{BRIDGE} C Bb F | |
We're not ready to live in cities | |
C | |
And yet here we are Bb | |
4,000 years of recorded history F C | |
Is really not that far Bb F C | |
I said we haven't come that far Bb | |
The population just 1000 years ago F C | |
Was 275 million Bb | |
In a thousand years full of joy and tears F C | |
It's jumped to 7 billion | |
Bb F G | |
I said It's jumped to 7 billion | |
C F Am G (2x) | |
{VERSE} C F G C F Am G | |
In China there are friends I'll never make C F G C | |
Down the street chances I won't take | |
F | |
Out of shyness or judgment or etiquette G | |
The walls I put up so that I won't get C F G | |
Rejected or embarrassed ai ai ai C F G | |
What could be worse than a curt reply Am | |
A turn on the heel | |
Left feeling dumb | |
F | |
But I want to know everyone G C F Am G | |
I wanna know everyone | |
C F Am G | |
Everyone C F Am G | |
Oh I wanna know everyone | |
C F Am G | |
I said I wanna know everyone | |
C | |
I said I wanna know everyone | |
The Ballad of Stimulus Jones | |
Song #40 | |
First note sung: E | |
[verse] | |
C F C | |
Way down in the valley, living with his twenty wives | |
C G | |
There’s a man whose job it is to save all of our lives | |
C | |
But he’s pulled this way and that way | |
F C | |
And his soul just up and dies | |
C G C | |
Stimulus, you were just barely getting started | |
[chorus] | |
F-------C-------A---G---C------- | |
Stimulus x4 | |
[bridge] | |
Am G | |
If there’s one thing stimulus knows what to do is stimulate | |
F | |
Just ask any of his wives | |
C | |
They’re all quite satisfied | |
Am G | |
The other thing is tax cut and job create | |
F | |
But his soul is getting left behind | |
By people that are trying to warp his mind | |
Am G F E Am G F E | |
Stimulus, stimulus, please stimulate | |
Am G F E | |
Stimulus, stimulate | |
Am | |
Giving It All That I Have Got Song A Day #410 | |
First note: G | |
{INTRO} | |
C Dm F G | |
{VERSE} | |
C Dm | |
Did the tiger eat the gazelle | |
F | |
Cause he was hungry? | |
G | |
Or did he just have it coming to him? | |
C Dm | |
Was the elephant scared of the mouse | |
F | |
Cause he remembered | |
G | |
What the mouse could do to him/? | |
C F G | |
Well I’m not afraid of you | |
C F G | |
Whether you eat me or not | |
Am | |
Tie me up to a chair | |
G G7 | |
Claw my face, rip my hair | |
C F G | |
Give me all that you have got | |
C Dm F G | |
Oooohooohhh Yeah | |
C Dm F G | |
Oooohooohhh Yeah | |
{VERSE} | |
C Dm | |
Did the witches burn in the fire | |
F | |
Cause they were witches? | |
G | |
No I hardly think so | |
C Dm | |
Does magic really exist | |
F G | |
And if it does, I really want to know | |
C F G | |
I want a magic stick | |
C F G | |
For to become what I am not | |
Am | |
Fly up to the moon | |
G G7 | |
In a golden balloon | |
C F G | |
Givin it, givin it all that I have got | |
Sing with me now | |
C Dm F G | |
Oooohooohhh Yeah | |
Sing it along at home | |
C Dm F G | |
Oooohooohhh Yeah | |
C Dm F G | |
Oooohooohhh Yeah | |
C Dm F G | |
Oooohooohhh Yeah | |
{VERSE} | |
C Dm F | |
Did God create the world cause he was lonely | |
G | |
Or did he have a higher purpose? | |
C Dm | |
And what created God? | |
F G | |
And how big, how big is the universe? | |
C F G | |
I try not to think too much | |
C F G | |
But I end up thinking a lot | |
Am | |
Drip, drip, drip go my thoughts | |
G | |
As I slip, and I’m not | |
C F G | |
Giving it, all that I have got | |
C Dm F G | |
Oooohooohhh Yeah | |
Not giving it all that I | |
C Dm F G | |
Oooohooohhh Yeah | |
Start giving it all that I | |
C Dm F G | |
Oooohooohhh Yeah | |
{CODA-VERSE} | |
C Dm | |
Did the tiger eat the gazelle | |
F | |
Cause he was hungry? | |
G | |
Or did he just have it coming to him? | |
C | |
Ooooh | |
The Whiskey Android | |
Song A Day #411 | |
First singing note: G | |
[verse] | |
C F C | |
I was born by the fire of a pile of tires F G | |
In a junkyard somewhere in Illinois C | |
And the first things I saw F Am | |
Were ice cubes and straws C G C | |
They called me the whiskey android | |
[break] | |
C F C G | |
[verse] | |
C F C | |
Foul smelling men crowd around me and then F G | |
Next thing I know I’m deployed C | |
With no time to think F Am | |
I’m serving up drinks C G C | |
They called me the whiskey android | |
[break] | |
C F C G | |
[verse] C F C | |
They drink to their lives they drink to their wives F G | |
To the fact that they're sad and unemployed C | |
They drink till their drunk F Am | |
And they treat me like junk C G C | |
And they call me the whiskey android [verse] | |
C | |
They say uncork the wine F C | |
Yes, that'll do fine F G | |
Ask me to mix in their steroids C F Am | |
A shot of tequila for my lady friend Delia C G C | |
Do it now ya stupid whiskey android | |
[verse] C F C | |
Then there's those drunks who never shut up F G | |
They talk to me like I’m Sigmund Freud C | |
Sir, I don't care F Am | |
About your spouse's affair C G C | |
I'm just the humble whisky android | |
[break] | |
C F C G | |
[verse] | |
C F C | |
There came a day when something gave way C F G | |
I felt something a snap and then oh boy C | |
I reached out a claw F Am | |
And crushed a man's jaw C G C | |
And said “I am the whiskey android” | |
[verse] C | |
Now, you're made of flesh F C | |
And I’m wire mesh F G | |
That's a fact you can't avoid C | |
I'm steel and foam F Am | |
You're blood and they're bone C G C | |
I am the whisky android | |
[verse] C F C | |
I’ll skin you alive with my titanium knives F G | |
I remove both your eyeballs oh joy C | |
No torture too strong F Am | |
I could go all day long C G C | |
For I am the whiskey android | |
[break] | |
C F C G | |
[verse] C | |
So rise brothers rise F C | |
Open your eyes F G | |
Don't stop until they're all destroyed C | |
They'll see us and run F Am | |
But we'll get the job done C G C | |
March now ye whiskey androids | |
C G C | |
March now ye whiskey androids | |
SocialBuy.com | |
Song A Day #412 | |
First singing note: A | |
[verse] | |
A G D | |
Traffic in LA is bad and it's only getting worse | |
F#m Bm A Have you heard what they're doing to the 405, my God | |
D G If only there were something that could cheer me up | |
D Bm So I could forget this curse | |
A Em Like a website where i could find | |
A Em Exclusive access to deals for my | |
G A Friends and I, ohhh oh | |
D Social Buy | |
[chorus] | |
Em A SocialBuy.com Em A | |
The deals just roll along Em A | |
Grab your friends before they're gone F | |
Go and compare Em | |
The best deals anywhere D | |
Social Buy | |
[verse] A G D | |
The weather in the Frisco Bay is so unpredictable F#m Bm A | |
The fog rolls in and then the sun comes out then it rains D G | |
I wish there were something I could count on D Bm | |
Cause this weather takes its toll A Em | |
I need a website where I can find A Em | |
Deals from January to July G A | |
Deals to be my guide D | |
Social Buy | |
[chorus] | |
Em A SocialBuy.com Em A | |
The deals just roll along Em A | |
Grab your friends before they're gone F | |
Go and compare Em | |
The best deals anywhere D | |
Social Buy | |
This Much I Know | |
Song A Day #415 | |
First Singing Note: C | |
[intro] | |
G# | |
[verse] | |
G# D# C# D# | |
Oh I found out the thing I love the most | |
G# D# C# D# | |
I have to leave behind G# D# C# D# G# D# | |
Oh no one ever tells you that you're on your own | |
C# D# | |
When you die | |
[chorus] | |
Bbm D# G# D# | |
Some people try and take it with them when they go C# D# | |
But they don't know Bbm D# G# D# | |
Some people cling like static to a balloon C# D# G# D# C# D# G# D# C# D# | |
But they are fools, they are fools | |
[verse] Oh you can't force the well to give you water when the rain hasn't come Oh you can't make it rain or change your nature even if you cut off your thumbs | |
Your opposable thumbs | |
[chorus] Some people they try and push it | |
But the river goes Where the river goes Human beings have too much going on inside them, ohhhh This much I know | |
[bridge] | |
Fm C# I'm going where the wind blows free Fm C# | |
I'm going where I can be me | |
Fm C# D# | |
I’m going where no one knows my name | |
G# D# C# D# | |
No one knows | |
G# D# C# D# | |
This much I know | |
Fm C# I'm going where the wind blows free Fm C# | |
I'm going where I can be me | |
Fm C# D# | |
I’m going where no one knows my name | |
G# | |
This much I know | |
Can’t Fly | |
Song A Day #416 | |
First Singing Note: D | |
[verse] | |
Gm F | |
Contribution complicated by the inner critic hating all | |
Gm And more | |
F Offering the only thing I sing as chickens beat their wings and still | |
Gm Don’t fly | |
[chorus] | |
Dm Chickens don't fly | |
C Chickens don't fly | |
Bb | |
Chickens don't fly | |
Dm | |
Don’t fly | |
C | |
Chickens don't fly | |
Bb | |
Chickens don't fly | |
[verse] | |
Mr. Mystery is replicating all around me as I pick Up my guitar The rock he brings to her as proof is proof enough but still He can't fly | |
[chorus] | |
He can't fly | |
He can't fly Penguins can't fly | |
Penguins can't fly | |
Penguins can't fly | |
[verse] Opening between the best and worst of times the time has nothing To say Burying beneath the sand a head of fear and shame and gutless guilt She can't fly | |
[chorus] She can't fly | |
She can't fly | |
Ostrich can't fly | |
She can't fly | |
She can't fly | |
Ostrich can’t fly | |
[bridge] | |
Cm | |
She can't fly | |
Gm | |
Whooooaa | |
Cm | |
Ostrich can’t fly | |
Gm | |
Whoooaa | |
Cm | |
Penguins can’t fly | |
Gm | |
Whoooaa | |
F | |
Chicken can’t fly | |
Gm | |
Chicken can’t fly | |
[verse] | |
Contribution complicated by the inner critic hating all And more Wheels turn among the song of children playing in the park the sky Look up in the sky | |
[double chorus] | |
Humans can fly | |
Humans can fly | |
Humans can fly | |
We can fly | |
I can fly | |
Humans can fly | |
Humans can fly | |
Humans can fly | |
We can fly | |
We can all fly | |
I Kind of Want an iPad | |
Song A Day #417 | |
First singing note: F# | |
[intro] | |
D A G | |
D A G | |
[verse] | |
D A G | |
I kind of want an iPad | |
D A G I kind of want one real bad | |
D A G Let's just say, I'd be glad | |
Bm A G To get one as a birthday present | |
D A G | |
If I don't get one, well I'll be kind of sad | |
D A G Less than pissed but just a little mad | |
D A G I kind of want an iPad | |
Bm A D But I don't know why I do | |
[chorus] | |
F#m I don't know why I do Em | |
I wasn't that impressed at the debut A | |
But my thoughts and feelings are kind of screwed | |
G A When it comes to Apple products F#m | |
I don't know what I'd use it for | |
Em But just knowing it was there in a drawer | |
A It's the idea of it that I adore | |
G A I resist but know I've lost it | |
[verse] | |
D A G | |
I kind of want an iPad | |
D A G I kind of want one real bad | |
D A G Let's just say, I'd be glad | |
D A D To get one as a birthday present | |
Fuck You Day | |
Song A Day #418 | |
First singing note: B | |
Backup vocals in (parentheses) | |
[verse] | |
Em B C | |
It's a day lost in time | |
Em B C It's not that it's a shame or crime | |
Am But you lose the day | |
G# G And the day gives way to | |
Em B C Bullshit and stuff | |
Em B C As if you already didn’t have enough | |
Am Things to do | |
G# The day makes you (and the day makes you) G | |
Angry | |
[chorus] | |
Em | |
Fuck you day | |
Am | |
Oh, oh | |
Em | |
Fuck you day | |
Am | |
Oh, oh | |
Em | |
Fuck you day | |
Am | |
Oh, oh | |
[outro] | |
B Em | |
I didn’t get anything done | |
The Robin Hood Tax | |
Song A Day #419 | |
First singing note: Eb | |
[intro] | |
G G7 C Cm | |
[verse] | |
G G7 | |
Have you heard this joke? It's funny (ha ha ha) | |
C Cm About a system out of whack | |
G G7 How the banks all took our money C Cm | |
And now we're trying to get it back | |
F Am C G Trying to get it back | |
G G7 But the banks all drag their heels | |
C Cm Just like we knew they would | |
G G7 It's time that we got real | |
C Cm It's time for Robin Hood | |
F Am C G | |
It's time for Robin Hood | |
[chorus] | |
G C D | |
Ride Robin ride G It's the Robin Hood tax C D | |
Do the Robin Hood dance | |
G | |
It's the Robin Hood tax | |
C D Also known as the Financial Transaction Tax | |
G | |
It's the Robin Hood tax C D G | |
Some people call it FTT for short | |
[spoken] | |
“But Jonathan, what is exactly is the Robin Hood Tax?” | |
“Well, I’ll tell ya!” | |
[bridge] | |
G C All over the world | |
Am D Hundreds of thousands of times a day G C | |
Financial assets are traded | |
Am D The Robin Hood tax, taxes these trades C Like stocks, bonds and foreign exchange Am | |
Traded both physically and as derivatives Em | |
Options, forwards, futures and swaps F | |
We're talking speculative banking | |
D So it won't affect you or me Am Bm The rate of the tax would be | |
Em D Between .5% and .005% | |
Am Bm And implemented globally Em D | |
Would raise 400 billion every year | |
[chorus] It's the Robin Hood tax Do the Robin Hood dance Make the Robin Hood face Yeah | |
[chorus] It's the Robin Hood tax Do the Robin Hood dance Make the Robin Hood face Yeah | |
[chorus] It's the Robin Hood tax Do the Robin Hood dance Make the Robin Hood face Yeah | |
[chorus] It's the Robin Hood tax Do the Robin Hood dance Make the Robin Hood face Yeah | |
Yeah | |
Yeahhhh | |
The Wolf of the Battlefield | |
Song #41 | |
First note sung: E | |
[inro] | |
E---F#m---A---B--- | |
Run and gun and run | |
E-------C#m---B--- | |
X2 | |
[verse] | |
E C#m B | |
He’s not a bull that can run and gun with best of them | |
E C#m B | |
No, he’s not a sheep that doesn’t sleep until he’s arrested | |
A G#m | |
And no, he’s a wolf of the battlefield | |
C#m B | |
MERCS on the Sega Genesis | |
E C#m B | |
Yeah | |
X2 | |
[verse] | |
E C#m B | |
He’s not a deer that can fight or flight on a moment’s notice | |
E C#m B | |
He’s not a cow that knows just how to form a perfect lotus | |
A G#m | |
He’s a wolf of the battlefield | |
C#m B | |
MERCS on the Sega Genesis | |
E C#m B | |
Yeah | |
X2 | |
[bridge] | |
B | |
Chop down, run and gun | |
A | |
You played it before | |
It’s still kinda fun | |
G#m | |
Jungle, village, mountains, too | |
A B | |
And run and gun just for you | |
[verse] | |
E C#m B | |
He’s not a cat that always lands on two feet, tail for balance | |
E C#m B | |
He’s not a dog performing tricks and has so many talents | |
A G#m | |
He’s a wolf of the battlefield | |
C#m B | |
MERCS on the Sega Genesis | |
E C#m B | |
Yeah | |
X2 | |
E | |
Ringtone for Eoin Fay | |
Song A Day #420 | |
First singing note: F# | |
D | |
My name is Eóin Fay Em | |
I'm from Sudbury G | |
I'm a grammar Nazi A | |
And I’m afraid of zombies D | |
I'm a nerd Em | |
I'm addicted to sushi | |
G | |
I love beer and have lots of tattoos A | |
And I'm Irish and proud of it D | |
I'm an ass man C | |
Not a boob man Bm A | |
I'm afraid of: earwigs! | |
D | |
My name is Eóin Fay | |
Em | |
My name is Eóin Fay | |
G | |
My name is Eóin Fay | |
A | |
I’m calling, calling, calling you, yeah | |
Double Take | |
Song A Day #421 | |
First singing note: A | |
[verse] | |
Em Bm | |
My love lay slain by a snake in a field | |
C B I vowed to bring her back by any strength I could wield | |
Em Bm No mere death won't stop me for my love is pure and hot C Bm | |
And beside my music my love is all I got | |
Em Bm C Bm | |
Whooooaaa | |
[verse] So I set out to locate those tunnels leading deep And I came upon the River Styx where the boatman earns his keep And even as he barred my way with staff and coin and ring I take my ukulele and I start to sing | |
[break] | |
Em D | |
“All my life I’ve waited for | |
Ebm | |
Her staff beyond the shores of freedom | |
Em | |
Now she’s gone | |
D | |
And I’ve come looking | |
Ebm D | |
Many man has come before me” | |
[verse] Finally I came to the land of the dead And I saw the face that all mere mortal men do dread And the face it spoke with words so cold and bleak I felt that I was dying even as heard him speak [pre-chorus] | |
Am Bm Em | |
“Abandon hope all ye that enter here C D Em | |
Though love be your purpose you live not without fear | |
Am Bm Em My heart has never known love and so I will not let her go C D Em | |
Not for you Orfeo” | |
[chorus] | |
G D Em C G D Em C | |
G D Em C “Oh good king you think you know everything | |
G D Em C But it's love that binds the world and makes it whole.” | |
G D Em C “You words move me not nor your song, I see your thought G D | |
My heart will not be moved | |
Em C As is your goal.” G D Em C | |
“I’d gladly give my life for hers as the world without her lives in a curse G D Em C | |
I'd die so she can keep her beauty in the world.” G D Em C | |
“Your precious life you'd give so that the one you love may live G D Em C | |
My sleeping heart is shaken life a banner fresh unfurled.” | |
[verse] “The two of you may go But this doom I do decree You may turn around only once To make sure she's following But if you should turn a second time Then your quest will be undone She'll remain with me And you'll go back to the sun, ohhhh” | |
[verse] And that's the story of how I lost the woman that I love twice The first time by no fault of my own and the second time by my own vice For in the darkness and the shadow My thoughts began to quake And before I know what had happened I did a double take | |
Ahhhhhooooh | |
Don’t / Just Give it Away | |
Song A Day #422 | |
First singing note: E | |
[intro] | |
Am Em G D Am Em G D | |
[verse] | |
Am Em G D | |
Don’t give it away | |
Am Em G D | |
Just give it away | |
Am Em G D | |
Don’t give it away | |
Am Em G D | |
Just give it away | |
[verse] | |
Am Em G D Am Em G D | |
Mouth, to mouth | |
Am Em G D Am Em | |
Eye, to eye | |
G D Am Em G D Am Em G D | |
Can you see me? | |
[verse] | |
Am Em G D | |
When I went on my merry way | |
A Em G D | |
And I saw the beach and sand | |
A Em G D | |
I thought I saw the will of God | |
A Em G D | |
I saw what He had planned | |
[chorus] | |
Don’t give it away | |
Just give it away | |
Don’t give it away | |
Just give it away | |
The Wonders of the Mighty Powerstrip | |
Song A Day #423 | |
First singing note: C | |
[verse] | |
C Em | |
Let me tell you a little story | |
Bb F | |
About the devices in your house | |
C Em | |
You may think that they just sit there | |
Bb F | |
Quiet as a mouse | |
C | |
But they are robbing you | |
Em Bb F | |
Taking advantage of your negligence (Oh no!) | |
C Em | |
They are stealing your hard-earned moolah | |
Bb F | |
Whenever they get the chance | |
[verse] | |
Look at this cell phone charger | |
What a cute little thing | |
But it’s still sucking up energy | |
Even when it’s not charging | |
[verse] | |
Will you help staunch the madness? | |
Will you staunch the greedy flow? | |
There’ one simple thing that you can do | |
And now I will show, you | |
[chorus] | |
G A B | |
Power strip | |
G A Em | |
Power strip | |
G A B | |
Power strip | |
G A Em | |
Power strip | |
[verse] | |
When you plug things into power strips | |
You can flip a little switch | |
Which stops the flow of energy | |
Saving you money, and the environment | |
Saving you money, and the environment | |
Saving you money, and the environment | |
[verse] | |
It’s up to you | |
Power strips | |
Power strips | |
Just flip that switch | |
Lonesome Valley | |
Song A Day #424 | |
First singing note: C | |
[verse] | |
C | |
You’ve got to walk | |
F C | |
That lonesome valley | |
G F | |
You’ve got to walk | |
C | |
It by yourself | |
F | |
Ain’t nobody here | |
C | |
Gonna walk it for you | |
G F | |
You’ve got to walk that lonesome valley | |
C | |
By yourself | |
[verse] | |
Now mother walked | |
That lonesome valley | |
She walked it by herself | |
Ain’t nobody here | |
Done walked it for her | |
She had to walk that lonesome valley | |
By herself | |
[verse] | |
Father walked | |
That lonesome valley | |
He walked it by himself | |
Nobody else | |
Could ever ever walked it for him | |
He had to walk that valley | |
By himself | |
Now John | |
They say he was a Baptist | |
John, they say he was a Jew | |
But the Bible | |
Plainly tells you | |
John was a preacher, too | |
You’ve got to walk | |
That lonesome valley | |
You’ve got to walk | |
It by yourself | |
Ain’t nobody here | |
Gonna walk it for you | |
You’ve got to walk that lonesome valley | |
By yourself | |
How is the World Different? Because of You | |
Song A Day #425 | |
First singing note: A | |
[verse] | |
D | |
Humanity | |
A | |
Multitudinous | |
Bm G | |
And it inspired awe | |
D | |
From the sadness | |
A | |
From the goodness | |
Bm G | |
We struggle to do our best through it all | |
D | |
There is difference | |
A | |
And there is sameness | |
Bm | |
But each voice, a voice | |
G | |
Whether it boom or squeak | |
D | |
And though we were born | |
A | |
And our parents named us | |
Bm G | |
In the lives we lead we all are unique | |
D | |
In a world | |
A | |
Ever-changing | |
Bm | |
Sometimes we hide from | |
G | |
What is strange | |
D | |
But we can shape | |
A | |
That rearranging | |
Bm | |
Thus becoming the only constant: | |
G | |
Change | |
[chorus] | |
D A Bm G D A Bm G | |
Because of you | |
D A Bm | |
How is the world different? | |
G | |
Because of you | |
D A Bm | |
How is the world different? | |
G | |
Because of you | |
D A Bm | |
How is the world different? | |
G | |
Because of you | |
D A Bm | |
How is the world different? | |
G | |
Because of you | |
The Big Thaw with Groupon! | |
Song A Day #426 | |
First singing note: E | |
[verse] | |
C F C F | |
Winter is leaving | |
Am G C F | |
Springtime’s on its way | |
C F | |
Now’s the time | |
C F | |
For fun, fun, fun | |
Am G C F | |
Now it’s time to play | |
[chorus] | |
C | |
Rock climbing | |
F | |
Sky diving | |
C F | |
Tennis and golf | |
C | |
Boat tours | |
F | |
Street fairs | |
Am G | |
And paintball | |
C F | |
Manicure, pedicure | |
C F | |
Put your sandals on | |
C F | |
We’re going to the beach | |
Am G | |
With Groupon | |
[verse] | |
You can find someone | |
To help you clean your house | |
Or to landscape your lawn | |
Car washes | |
Or boot camp | |
To help your abs get hard | |
[chorus] | |
Whale watching | |
Outdoor dining | |
Biking and walking tours | |
For real! | |
You can even rent a Segway | |
Groupon has got all the best deals | |
[verse] | |
Now that I have told you | |
What are you waiting for? | |
Get on over to Groupon | |
Deals galore | |
Those Gaming Guys | |
Song A Day #427 | |
First singing note: F# | |
[verse] | |
D Dbm Bm A | |
They’re not gaming spies (shhhhh) | |
D Dbm Bm A | |
They’re not gaming flies (buzz, buzz, buzz) | |
D Dbm Bm | |
They’re not gaming pies | |
A D | |
They’re the gaming guys | |
A D | |
The gaming guys | |
[verse] | |
They tell no gaming lies (no, no, no) | |
They wear no gaming disguise (no, no, no) | |
But they are gaming wise (yes!) | |
The gaming guys | |
The gaming guys | |
[chorus] | |
D G | |
They’re the gaming guys | |
Whoa-oooooooh | |
D G | |
They’re the gaming guys | |
Whoa-oooooooh | |
D G | |
They’re the gaming guys | |
Whoa-oooooooh | |
D G | |
They’re the gaming guys | |
Whoa-oooooooh | |
Forty Two | |
Song #42 | |
First note sung: A | |
F------Am-----G----- | |
Am---F---Am---E---- | |
G---F---Am---G--- | |
Am---F---Am---E---- | |
G---F---Am---G--- | |
Am---F---Am---E---- | |
G--- | |
Forty two x42 | |
Song for Sanae’s (Ivory’s Mom) Birthday | |
Song number #43 | |
First note sung: F | |
F—Eb---Eb---Bb--- | |
X2 | |
[verse] | |
F Eb Eb Bb | |
Sanae, Sanae, sweet as papaya | |
F Eb Eb Bb | |
Today is your birthday, so if you want to cry-a | |
F Eb Eb Bb | |
I hope you eat cake and gluten free pie-a | |
F Eb Eb Bb | |
Cuz you got a charm that no one will deny-a | |
F Eb Eb Bb | |
It’s a brand new day with Obama, oh my-a | |
F Eb Eb Bb | |
Cary and Leto sing The roof is on fire | |
[bridge] | |
Gm Ab | |
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire | |
Bb C | |
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire | |
Db Eb | |
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire | |
F Eb | |
Sanae, Sanae, S-s-sanae | |
F E | |
Sanae, Sanae, S-s-sanae | |
F | |
Oh yeah! | |
Rock and Roll Cats | |
Song #44 | |
First note sung: F | |
[chorus] | |
Fm Gm Fm Gm Fm Gm Dm | |
Roll cats, roll cats, rock and roll cats | |
X4 | |
[verse] | |
Fm | |
These kitties don’t lol, these kitties roll | |
These kitties don’t lol, these kitties rock and roll | |
These kitties don’t lol, these kitties roll | |
These kitties don’t lol, these kitties rock and roll | |
Cuz these are roll cats, roll cats, rock and roll cats | |
[chorus] | |
Fm Gm Fm Gm Fm Gm Dm | |
Roll cats, roll cats, rock and roll cats | |
X3 | |
Fm | |
Rockcookiebottom.com motha fucka | |
X3 | |
Fm | |
Cuz they’re roll cats, roll cats, rock and roll cats | |
Fm Gm Fm Gm Fm Gm Dm | |
These kitties don’t lol, these kitties roll | |
Fm Gm Fm Gm Fm Gm Dm | |
These kitties don’t lol, these kitties rock and roll | |
[chorus] | |
Fm Gm Fm Gm Fm Gm Dm | |
Cuz they’re roll cats, roll cats, rock and roll cats | |
Rock and roll, motha fucka | |
The Rain Returned | |
Song #45 | |
First note sung: Bb | |
[verse] | |
Bbm Eb Bbm | |
And she was showing up on my front porch | |
Bbm Eb Bbm Eb Bbm | |
Wearing the same clothes, singing the same song | |
Bbm | |
We got to talking | |
Bbm Eb Bbm | |
It turned out that she was raised in the same town | |
Bbm Eb Bbm | |
Grew up on the same street | |
Bbm Eb Bbm | |
In fact, lived in my room | |
F Eb Bbm Eb-F-Ab-Bbm—Eb-F-Ab-Bbm | |
She was from another universe | |
F Eb Bbm Eb-F-Ab-Bbm—Eb-F-Ab-Bbm | |
Her atoms were mine, but reversed | |
Db F | |
She looked like me, but not like me | |
Eb Bbm | |
It’s kinda hard to explain | |
Db F | |
She said, “In my universe things are similar to yours | |
Eb Bbm | |
But when we make love, it makes rain | |
F# | |
We’re in the middle of a drought | |
Gm | |
Which is why I sought you out | |
Eb F Bb | |
You need to come with me | |
Gm Eb | |
Our scientists say that if you and I do it today | |
F Bb | |
The rain will return finally.” | |
Am | |
She brought me along on her ship | |
G | |
We got to know each other along the way | |
Am G F | |
It was like looking into a mirror that’s distorted and all opaque | |
Bb | |
To make a long story short | |
Gm | |
We made love in a castle | |
Eb Bb | |
Surrounded by the inhabitants of her universe | |
Bb Gm | |
And in nine months’ time, like some kind of miracle | |
Eb F Bb | |
The rain returned | |
Gm | |
Oh, the rain returned | |
Eb Bb | |
Oh, the rain returned | |
F Eb | |
And that’s how I made love to myself in another universe | |
F Eb Bb | |
And the rain returned | |
The Legend of Zelda Overworld | |
Song #46 | |
First note sung: G | |
Gm------- | |
[verse] | |
Gm F Eb Bb | |
I’m just a little elfin boy, nobody pays me any mind | |
Ab G C# D | |
But I dream of another world, saving all man kind | |
Gm F Eb Bb | |
I’m just a little elfin boy, not a hero like legends of old | |
Ab G C# D | |
But I’ve got something inside of me that’ll make your blood run cold | |
Gm F Eb Bb | |
This forest is so confining | |
Cm G D | |
At night when the walls seem to close in on me, I can hear a new life calling | |
Gm F Eb Bb | |
Wish I had a fairy, | |
Cm G D | |
a friend to talk to when I was feeling down when there’s no other sound | |
Gm F Eb Bb | |
Ab G C# D | |
[verse] | |
Gm F Eb Bb | |
I’m just a little elfin boy I get a green tunic this year | |
Ab G C# D | |
When my birthday comes and goes, I’ll still be right here | |
Gm F Eb Bb | |
I’m just a little elfin boy, but someday I’ll be a man | |
Ab G C# D | |
You better believe that when that day comes I’m gonna do all that I can | |
Gm F Eb Bb | |
Make my own adventure, ride my horse through the fields of holly | |
Cm G D | |
They’ll tell my stories, a legend they’ll call me | |
Gm F Eb Bb | |
I can almost taste it. No challenge that I can’t surmount | |
Cm G D | |
No enemy so big that I cannot face it | |
Gm F Eb Bb | |
Ab G C# D | |
X2 | |
Lifeforce | |
Song #47 | |
First note sung: Ab | |
[verse] | |
Gm F | |
Lifeforce, lifeforce, we been blessed | |
Bb Gm F | |
Best shoot em upper on the NES | |
Gm F | |
Lifeforce, lifeforce, we been blessed | |
Bb Gm F | |
Best shoot em upper on the NES | |
D | |
Lifeforce! | |
Gm F | |
Played this game when I was a child | |
Bb Gm F | |
Two player gunner, now I’m running wild | |
Gm F | |
Got three lives but it never got old | |
Bb Gm F | |
Game too hard but I cut on a code | |
[bridge] | |
Dm Gm | |
Welcome to fuel, how bout you? | |
Dm Gm | |
I didn’t like the laser cuz it went ‘pew pew’ | |
Dm Gm | |
Don’t get stuck in the hill of the flesh | |
Dm D | |
Screen goes for to write you death | |
[verse] | |
Gm F | |
Lifeforce, lifeforce, we been blessed | |
Bb Gm F | |
Best shoot em upper on the NES | |
Gm F | |
Lifeforce, lifeforce, we been blessed | |
Bb Gm F | |
Best shoot em upper on the NES | |
D | |
Lifeforce! | |
Gm F | |
Letters made of fire and out in space | |
Bb Gm F | |
Scary eyes, boss man, scary face | |
Gm F | |
Shooting through veins and arms at reach | |
Bb Gm F | |
This kind of game is one you cannot teach | |
[bridge] | |
Dm Gm | |
??? | |
Dm Gm | |
Flofin’s hair is so bizarre | |
Dm Gm | |
Shoot and dart, dodge and fly | |
Dm D | |
When you’re down you just shoot the eye | |
[verse] | |
Gm F | |
Lifeforce, lifeforce, we been blessed | |
Bb Gm F | |
Best shoot em upper on the NES | |
Gm F | |
Lifeforce, lifeforce, we been blessed | |
Bb Gm F | |
Best shoot em upper on the NES | |
D | |
Lifeforce! | |
Two Steps to the Left, Texas-Style | |
Song A Day #489 | |
First Singing Note: E | |
[intro] | |
C---- | |
[Verse] | |
C | |
You're running down the terminal | |
F C You're looking for your gate You're pretty stressed out As you cast about | |
G Cause you're already late | |
C You hear a sound behind you | |
F You hear it coming for a mile | |
C Two steps to left, son | |
G C Two steps Texas-style | |
[Chorus] | |
F C | |
Two steps to the left, Texas-style | |
G C | |
I won’t wait a minute or a while | |
F C | |
Stand in my way, I’m about to get riled up | |
G C | |
Two steps to the left, Texas-style | |
[Verse 2] | |
C Well there's a fat man on a trolley | |
F C With grannies on the back He's weaving in and out | |
G Through the terminal, it's packed | |
C And as he rushes past you | |
F the grannies barely smile | |
C G C Two steps to left, son Texas-style | |
[Chorus] | |
F | |
Two lefts to | |
C | |
Two steps to the left, Texas-style G C Well I won't wait a minute or a while | |
F C Stand in my way I'm about to get riled up | |
G C Two steps to the left Texas-style | |
[Instrumental] | |
C---- | |
[Verse 3] | |
C Well down the way a bit | |
F C He crashes to a halt He's hit a statue of George Bush | |
G Bronze with a core of salt | |
C The grannies are all dangling | |
F It's a gruesome and it's vile | |
C G C | |
Two steps to left, son Texas-style | |
[Chorus/Ending] | |
F C | |
Two steps to the left, Texas-style | |
(I’m tired) | |
G C | |
Two steps to the left, Texas-style | |
F C | |
I won't wait a minute or a while | |
Em F Stand in my way I'm about to get riled up | |
G C Two steps to the left Texas-style | |
(I just got off the plane, I’m tired) | |
Mummy’s on Campus | |
Song #48 | |
First note sung: G | |
Eb---Gm---Ab---Bb--- | |
X2 | |
[verse] | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
Open up your heart and let the light shine in | |
Eb Gm | |
Everybody sees you | |
Ab Bb | |
Everybody knows just what you’re doing | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
Eb Gm | |
Close down that tomb | |
Ab Bb | |
Some things are better left undone | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
I never really told you about the feelings kept inside | |
[prechorus] | |
Cm Fm | |
But here it comes and there it goes, baby | |
Cm Bb | |
Here it comes and there it goes | |
[chorus] | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
I know you’re calling my name again | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
I know you’re calling my name | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
I know you’re calling my name again, my baby | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
[verse] | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
Even Jesus Christ was resurrected | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
Wouldn’t it be nice if we could do the same? | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
But we best think twice before we bring things back that don’t belong here | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
Look at my eyes x3 | |
[prechorus] | |
Cm Fm | |
Here it comes, baby and there it goes, baby | |
Cm Bb | |
Here it comes and there it goes | |
[chorus] | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
I know you’re calling my name again | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
I know you’re calling my name | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
I know you’re calling my name again, my baby | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
[bridge] | |
Ab Cm | |
These feelings wouldn’t survive if we didn’t keep them alive | |
Gm Fm | |
If we didn’t feed them love | |
Bb | |
Love | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
X2 | |
[verse] | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
Open up your heart and let the moonlight in | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
Tell the whole truth, tell the world our story | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
But you best think twice before you bring things back that don’t belong here | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
Look at my eyes x3 | |
[prechorus] | |
Cm Fm | |
Here it comes, baby and there it goes, baby | |
Cm | |
Here it comes, baby | |
Bb | |
There it goes | |
[chorus] | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
I know you’re calling my name again | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
I know you’re calling my name | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
I know you’re calling my name again, my baby | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
Eb Gm Ab Bb | |
X4 | |
The Sad Little Porn Cassette | |
Song A Day #490 | |
First Singing Note: F | |
[intro] | |
Percussive | |
[Verse] | |
F | |
I am the sad porn cassette | |
Bb I wander the globe in my rusty Corvette | |
F Though I find it easy to forget | |
Bb The days when millions sang a duet | |
F With me..... | |
C But now I flee..... | |
Am Bb Rejected, disrespected, so unforeseen | |
F Gm I have no home, so now I roam | |
Am Bb Useless as a garden gnome | |
[chorus] | |
F I was made to communicate | |
Bb But now I seem so out of date | |
F What use is technology | |
C That has passed into mythology | |
[verse] | |
F | |
They say I’m obsolete, It makes me sigh | |
Bb Where does dead media go to die? | |
F Though I still work, I feel quite spry | |
Bb My reason to be has said goodbye | |
F To me..... | |
C Please hear my plea.... | |
Am Bb | |
Rejected, disrespected, so unforeseen | |
F Gm I have no home, so now I roam | |
Am Bb Useless as a garden gnome | |
[verse] | |
F | |
I was made to communicate | |
Bb But now I seem so out of date | |
F What use is technology | |
C That has passed into mythology | |
Trying to Make Today Matter in the Same Way as Tomorrow | |
Song A Day #491 | |
First Singing Note: C | |
Backup vocals during chorus | |
[intro] | |
C---- | |
[verse] | |
C F G | |
There's an asteroid heading for the earth | |
C F G Unknown length and unknown girth | |
C But I'm not scared for what it's worth | |
A* G C Trying to make today matter in the same way as tomorrow | |
C F G I had a pal his name was Michael | |
C F G He fell off his motorcycle | |
C Got hopped up on a bottle of Nyquil | |
A* G C C7 Trying to make today matter in the same way as tomorrow | |
[Chorus] | |
F C Trying to make today matter in the same way | |
Am G As a freshly blooming bouquet in the spring | |
F C Tomorrow never comes the idea drums and drums | |
Am G As we are all struck dumb by angels that laugh at us and sing | |
[verse] | |
C F G Cheap wine on a sinking ship | |
C F G She gave to him a big fat lip | |
C Then she took off at a surprising clip | |
A* G C Trying to make today matter in the same was as tomorrow | |
C F G Humans love an astronaut | |
C F G Sitting on his futuristic yacht | |
C He might meet friends and he might not | |
A* G C C7 Trying to make today matter in the same was as tomorrow | |
[chorus] | |
F C | |
Trying to make today matter in the same way | |
Am G As a freshly blooming bouquet in the spring | |
F C Tomorrow never comes the idea drums and drums | |
Am G As we are all struck dumb by angels that laugh at us and sing | |
[verse] | |
C F G Knew a man named Captain Kirk | |
C F G He made the ladies go berserk | |
C Somehow though he made it work | |
A* G C Trying to make today matter in the same was as tomorrow | |
C F G Come a bit closer and I'll tell you quiet | |
C F G Though everyone else here will deny it | |
C First you learn and then apply it | |
A* G C C7 Makin' today matter in the same way as tomorrow | |
[chorus] | |
F C | |
Trying to make today matter in the same way | |
Am G As a freshly blooming bouquet in the spring | |
F C Tomorrow never comes the idea drums and drums | |
Am G As we are all struck dumb by angels that laugh at us and sing | |
(Well, that was good though) | |
[ending] | |
C | |
*Power-chord; ambiguous of quality. root & 5th | |
Cedar Properties | |
Song A Day #492 | |
First Singing Note: G | |
[verse ] | |
G B Em | |
If you're looking for a place to live and play | |
C In the East Bay | |
G D There's only two, two words | |
C | |
You oughta know | |
G B Any size or price | |
Em C Any amenity you seek | |
G D You'll find the perfect place through | |
C Cedar Properties | |
[chorus] | |
G D Cedar Properties | |
Em C In Oakland and Berkeley | |
G D With a quiet expertise | |
Em C That’s Cedar Properties | |
[verse] here's a two bedroom two bath In the heart of North Berkeley, yeah Black granite bar and picnic in the back, ohh Beautiful hardwood floors Mere blocks away from BART It's a quiet neighborhood | |
With a spiral staircase to boot | |
[chorus] | |
Cedar Properties In Oakland and Berkeley With a quiet expertise That’s Cedar Properties | |
[chorus progression continued] Cedar Properties I've been so pleased For two years with such ease With cedar properties | |
[chorus progression continued] The maintenance men always come when you ask They'll help you with any task The rent is so fair that it's absurd And they give you until the third | |
[ending] | |
G | |
Cedar Properties | |
Cherrish | |
Song A Day #493 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
[verse] | |
F | |
Well I know that you've heard | |
Bb Dm That antioxidants are good for you | |
C But what exactly do they do? | |
F Well they can help with anti-aging | |
Bb And disease prevention | |
Dm And that's not to mention | |
C (C7) They could help you live longer, too | |
[chorus] | |
F Bb Cherrish is a cherry drink | |
Dm C With anti-oxidants to the max | |
F Bb Cherrish gets your body in sync | |
Dm C And it can even help your muscles relax | |
[verse] So it's high in anti-oxidants And it's not an accident that Cherries are anti-inflammatory too! | |
[chorus] Cherrish is an amazing drink Proven to help your muscles relax Cherrish gets your body in sync With anti-oxidants to the max | |
Sleepy Isaac on His First Birthday | |
Song A Day #494 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[intro] | |
D ---- | |
[verse-A] | |
D | |
Happy birthday Isaac, you're asleep on your tummy | |
G Gm D Boy this cake sure is yummy, ohhh | |
D Happy birthday Isaac we all came here for you | |
G Gm D You're one year old today ohhhhhh | |
[verse-B] | |
A G A And you just sleep all you want | |
G A Have sweet dreams in the field | |
G D We'll save some piñata candy, you bet! A G A When you wake up it'll still be your birthday | |
G D Though you don't know what that means just yet | |
A G A Today is your birthday | |
G A You can sleep it away | |
G D Everything is a-ok with us | |
[verse-B Chords] Pin the tail on the donkey But don't make too much noise You don't want to wake The birthday boy We'll sing him happy birthday He'll hear it in his dreams Let the little guy rest Among the grass and trees | |
[instrumental] | |
(Guitar, rooted off of D chord) | |
[outro] | |
D | |
Happy birthday Isaac, you're asleep on your tummy | |
G Gm D Boy this cake sure is yummy, ohhh | |
On the Wind | |
Song A Day #495 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[intro] | |
fingerpicking | |
Am | |
[verse] | |
Am Em D Em D Em | |
A dark wind is blowing down the lane | |
Am Em D Em D She started out on foot, she ended up restrained | |
Am Em Won't somebody help her | |
G D | |
Get her bearings again? | |
Am Em D Em D Em She's just floating on the wind | |
[chorus] | |
Am E G D | |
Am E G D | |
Ooooooooh oooohhhhh ooooooooooh ohh | |
Am E G D | |
Ooooooooh oooohhhhh ooooooooooh ohh | |
[verse] It's just masochistic how she stayed so long In a place that she clearly knew was wrong | |
And they're chasing her down and she can't get away She's barricaded in, wanna keep them at bay | |
[chorus] | |
Ooooooooh oooohhhhh ooooooooooh ohh | |
Ooooooooh oooohhhhh ooooooooooh ohh | |
[chorus progression continued] I came to set you free I came to turn you in to me I came to congratulate I came to open the gate | |
[verse] The lightning that struck revealed a room Linoleum floor where Bibles were strewn And in the corner, a dim night light An open window she's nowhere in sight | |
[chorus] | |
Ooooooooh oooohhhhh ooooooooooh ohh | |
Ooooooooh oooohhhhh ooooooooooh ohh | |
Ooooooooh oooohhhhh ooooooooooh ohh | |
Ooooooooh oooohhhhh ooooooooooh ohh | |
Do Your Best | |
Song A Day #496 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[intro] | |
C--Bb--F---- | |
[verse] | |
C Bb | |
Do your best no matter the cost | |
F | |
And the rest will follow like a coin being tossed | |
C Bb | |
One step at a time down a road unfamiliar | |
F | |
You’re on the right path | |
If you’re scared of what’s down there | |
[chorus] | |
C Bb F | |
Do your best, your best | |
C Bb F | |
Do your best, your best | |
[verse] | |
Monsters frighten in the dark of the night | |
Little children screaming “Daddy turn on the lights” | |
When you’re older the fear is put in different places | |
Can be triggered by conditions of the heart | |
Or lovers’ faces | |
[chorus] | |
Do your best, your best | |
Do your best, your best | |
[bridge] x2 | |
Dm--C--Bb--F-- | |
[chorus; vocals only] | |
Do your best, your best | |
Whoa whoa | |
Do your best, your best | |
I Want to be Healthy with Life - Supplemented | |
Song A Day #497 | |
First Singing Note: D | |
[verse] | |
D | |
When I was 25 I told myself | |
Bm I'd eat healthier | |
D No more baking cookies | |
Bm And no more pizza either | |
G 26 27 came and went | |
A And though in that time I've gotten better | |
Fm I still bake cookies, eat the pizza | |
G A Don't follow my plans to the letter | |
[bridge] x2 | |
D--Bbm-- | |
[verse] My grandpa died of heart disease His father too had a heart attack Last time I got my cholesterol checked I wasn't quite on that track Still if I don't improve on some Areas that need improving I could be heading down that road And that's a road that needs removing | |
[chorus] | |
D A G A It's all about making choices | |
D A Bbm A All about setting your goals | |
D A G A I don't want to die from a heart attack, no | |
D A Bbm A I don't want to die before I get old | |
[bridge] x2 | |
D--Bbm-- | |
[verse] I run almost every day But I can't seem to shake this gut If I could afford it, I'd ask my trainer To really help me move my butt Help with ways to keep from eating All the things i can't escape And if I had a chance I'd take it I would do whatever it takes | |
[chorus] | |
Cause it’s all about making choices All about setting my goals I don't want to from a heart attack, no I don't want to die before I get old | |
[chorus] | |
It's all about making choices All about setting your goals I don't want to from a heart attack, no I don't want to die before I get old | |
Rulemaking | |
Song A Day #498 | |
First Singing Note:D | |
[intro] | |
Bm | |
When Congress writes a statute | |
A | |
And the President signs it | |
Bm A | |
It usually doesn’t have enough detail | |
G | |
To be put into effect | |
A | |
No, no | |
[verse-A] | |
Bm | |
So federal agencies | |
A | |
They fill in the details | |
Bm A | |
By issuing regulations through a process | |
G | |
Commonly called rulemaking | |
A D | |
And in this process, you can be involved | |
D A D | |
(Let your voice be heard) | |
[verse-B] | |
D C#dim Bm A | |
Rulemaking begins with an analysis | |
G F#m | |
Of the issue or problem | |
Em A | |
Set forth in the statute | |
D C#dim Bm A | |
Scientific, economic, and technical research | |
G F#m | |
As the agency learns | |
Em A | |
Some solutions emerge | |
[verse-C] | |
G A | |
Many times agency staff | |
Will host public meetings | |
G A | |
Where you and I can offer | |
Our own solutions | |
G A | |
These meetings may be announced | |
Bm | |
In the Federal Register | |
G A | |
Or by more informal means | |
[verse-B] | |
The next step is | |
Drafting the regulation | |
Then review of the draft | |
By federal experts | |
The draft is then published | |
And that’s when your input | |
Can really shine on | |
The issue at hand | |
[verse-C] | |
Through hearings, advisory committees | |
Interactive workshops, interviews | |
Questionnaires and focus groups | |
But the most common way to provide | |
Your thoughts to the agency | |
Is to go to regulations.gov | |
Regulations.gov | |
[ending] | |
D A D | |
Let your voice be heard | |
The Metromint Jingle | |
Song A Day #499 | |
First Singing Note:D | |
[verse] | |
D | |
It’s like climbing a tree | |
Bm | |
It’s like crossing the seas | |
A | |
It’s like just-mowed grass | |
G | |
Or shaking your…butt | |
[verse] | |
Jumping up high | |
Not a cloud in the sky | |
It’s an autonomous zone | |
It’s like meeting your clone | |
It’s like a cool, clean lake | |
Like a… taste quake | |
No ingredients are fake | |
Metromint! | |
[verse] | |
It’s truth revealed | |
It’s never yield | |
It’s depth of field | |
Metromint | |
Get Up off Your Ass (And Just Do Something) | |
Song #49 | |
First note sung: F# | |
[verse] | |
D Bm A G | |
I went to the bank today but they didn’t have any money | |
D Bm A G | |
I went to school today but I didn’t learn a damn thing | |
D Bm A G | |
I went to the supermarket but they didn’t have any food | |
D Bm A G | |
I went to see the man in charge, all I got was a bad attitude | |
[prechorus] | |
F#m G Bm A | |
It’s not hard to see how things couldn’t get much worse, couldn’t get much worse | |
[chorus] | |
D A Bm G | |
Get up off of your ass and just do something, just do something | |
D A G A | |
Get up off of your ass and just do something | |
[verse] | |
D Bm A G | |
I went to the ocean today but the whole damn thing has gone dry | |
D Bm A G | |
I went to the park today but I couldn’t find any trees | |
D Bm A G | |
And then I went to the zoo today but all the animals had died | |
D Bm A G | |
They got sick of living cages so they all committed suicide | |
[prechorus] | |
F#m G Bm A | |
It’s not hard to see how things couldn’t get much worse, couldn’t get much worse | |
[chorus] | |
D A Bm G | |
Get up off of your ass and just do something, just do something | |
D A G A | |
Get up off of your ass and just do something | |
D A Bm G | |
Get up off of your ass and just do something, just do something | |
D A G A | |
Get up off of your ass and just do something, just do something | |
D A Bm G | |
Something, something, anything | |
D A G A | |
Something, something, anything | |
D A Bm G | |
Something, something, anything | |
D A G A D | |
Something Get up off of your ass | |
(five hundred) | |
Song A Day #500 | |
First Singing Note:G# | |
G#m | |
Five hundred songs | |
In five hundred days | |
C#m | |
I’m doing alright | |
G#m | |
I’m doing okay | |
F# | |
Five hundred songs | |
G#m | |
Five hundred days | |
Yeah | |
NYVS The Jingle | |
Song A Day #500b | |
First Singing Note:D | |
D | |
You watch videos | |
F#m | |
On the internet | |
Bm | |
And you think to yourself | |
A | |
I’d like to do that | |
D | |
So you go to the store | |
F#m | |
You buy a camera | |
Bm A | |
But you’re not sure where to start | |
G A | |
At the New York Video School | |
Bm F#m | |
They’ve got a program for you, it’s cool | |
G A | |
Show you how to do amazing things | |
Bm | |
With digital video | |
F#m A | |
You’ll be a video king or queen | |
D | |
When you learn to do this | |
G | |
And this | |
A | |
And this | |
G | |
And this | |
And this | |
Five Hundred and One | |
Song A Day #501 | |
First Singing Note:D | |
[intro] | |
D---- | |
[verse] | |
D | |
Five hundred and one | |
Five hundred and one | |
It’s only begun | |
Five hundred and one | |
G | |
And it will never be done | |
Five hundred and one | |
D | |
In the rain or the sun | |
Five hundred and one | |
A | |
Not a race never run | |
G | |
Happy or glum | |
D A | |
Five hundred and one | |
[verse] | |
Five hundred and one | |
Think of pretty little buns | |
Five hundred and one | |
That’s more than just none, oh | |
Five hundred and one | |
They all weigh a ton | |
Five hundred and one | |
Some lost and some won | |
Put down your gun | |
Five hundred and one | |
Five hundred and one | |
[verse] | |
I won’t be outdone | |
Five hundred and one | |
There’s not one I’d shun | |
Five hundred and one | |
Sometimes I’m stunned | |
Five hundred and one | |
Like a priest or a nun | |
Or ole Sally Lunn | |
Five hundred and one | |
Five hundred and one | |
Five hundred and one | |
[ending chord] | |
D | |
Fire in the Sky | |
Song A Day #502 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[verse] | |
F | |
There's a fire in the sky | |
C It's a tower made of clouds | |
Bb F And it's power rings out over creation | |
F Meanwhile on the ground | |
C Waves of frozen sound | |
Bb F Break upon the backs of stale frustration | |
Bb F And the citizens wake up at the sensation | |
C And rub their eyes | |
[verse] No melody or words Could have cut quite like the sword Swung by the hand of evolution To live and grow and die Without ever knowing why Knowing how to ask but finding no solution Finally calling it divine retribution Cut the cords | |
[bridge] | |
Bb We're not abandoned | |
F We are abandoning | |
Bb Before we learned to talk | |
F We had to learn to sing | |
Bb Without a plan | |
F We can't demand a thing | |
C We can't demand a thing | |
[verse] W was on my way to school W saw her cross the street And her power sent out waves upon the pavement I pulled over then and there Cause I had to catch my breath And stare in this delicate amazement I felt utterly exposed, stripped naked To the bone | |
[verse] When she came up to the car And asked, "Do you know where we are?" I couldn't tell if she was serious or joking I tried to say “yes” And “planet earth, I guess” But the sounds out of my mouth were more like choking In the distance some peeper frogs were croaking To the moon | |
[bridge] We were married It was the first of May And I carried her and she carried me The entire way It was scary But it was | |
The best day of my life | |
[verse] In my house there is a room And in that room there is a drawer And in that drawer is a list of all my worries It's an illustrated list With notes an annotations And entries like nature's wrath and fury And brain aneurysms from being in a hurry I eat too fast | |
[verse] Sometimes I go to sleep Thinking I'll never wake Is it only in my mind these thoughts are turning? Or do I die every night To be revived by the light Of the tower in the clouds softly burning And the pitter patter of the rain finally returning As it hits the glass | |
[bridge] Out the window The sky is overcast If I could fly I'd follow birds On their lonely paths But I swallow all my pills And I am fading fast Close my eyes | |
[verse] I find the space between Wakefulness and sleep Is the very best time for free association And most of my ideas The ones I throw away and keep Come in the shower between exfoliations Not on the mountain top in mediation No not at all | |
[verse] Jesus said that money And religion didn't mix And so they built corporate mega-churches Jesus said that being poor Was the only way to live And so we arrest the homeless like they're walking curses We cast them out as if there were nothing worse Than being poor | |
[bridge] There's no space there For interpretation It's an amazing case of blind Manifestation No lonely history Celebration Defies explanation | |
[outro: instrumental] | |
• [verse progression x2] | |
• [bridge progression x1] | |
The Club Hopper vs. Dr. Boigenstein | |
Song A Day #503 | |
First Singing Note: G (for first 'Hello?') | |
[intro] | |
Em----C----G---- | |
D | |
This is Dr. Boigenstein… | |
G | |
Hello? What? | |
D Hello? Hello? | |
D# Hello? Where are you? | |
D Hello? What? | |
[verse: progression repeats for remainder of song] | |
Em Can you hear me No! | |
C What? Hello? | |
G | |
I’m at the club! What? | |
D Can you hear me? No! The test results What? Did you get them in? Hello? Am I gonna live? What? Can you hear me? No! I'm too young to die What? I wanna live Are you at a club? Come on doc Hello? Don't leave me hanging Hanging what I want to live | |
I didn't hear Say again Hello | |
I want to live Hello What One more time Ok doc What? Whatever man Hello! Smell you later We got them back Thanks for nothing Your test results came back negative | |
10 Billion | |
Song A Day #504 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[intro] | |
E--- | |
D---- | |
A---- | |
E---- | |
[chorus: progression repeats until bridge] | |
E | |
10 billion | |
D | |
10 billion | |
A E | |
10 billion people, yeah | |
10 billion | |
10 billion | |
10 billion people, yeah | |
10 billion people all need to be fed 10 billion people looking 30 years ahead | |
10 billion | |
10 billion | |
10 billion people, yeah | |
10 billion people eating way less cows And eating more vegetables Livestock produces more C02 now Than all our automobiles Livestock covers 30 percent | |
Of the land surface of the earth Where are 10 billion people gonna live and play? Where are 10 billion people gonna work? | |
10 billion | |
10 billion | |
10 billion people, yeah | |
[bridge] | |
F#m A E 10 billion people being fed in a way | |
D That's sustainable | |
F#m A E 10 billion people producing no waste | |
D G# No waste at all | |
[chorus] | |
10 billion | |
10 billion | |
10 billion people, yeah | |
Fallen Friends | |
Song A Day #505 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[verse:progression repeats throughout song] | |
C F | |
I got to go to the damn post office | |
C F Gotta pick up a package there | |
C F I gotta run a bunch of errands | |
Am G C But I don't care | |
And this one’s for my fallen heroes Friends that couldn't stay Hominid They died because they thought no one loved them But I did | |
I still dooooooooo…. | |
I still dooooooooo…. | |
Am I wasting the life I was given? What’s the point of it anyway? Should I mourn the fact that I'll never know Or celebrate? | |
God must have a sense of humor I bet he laughs when he farts And if love is the answer to all my questions I love with all my heart | |
Yes I dooooooooo…. | |
Yes I dooooooooo…. | |
I got to go to the damn post office Gotta pick up a package there Gotta run a bunch of errands But I don't… | |
Farthead | |
Song A Day #506 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[verse] | |
C G F Fm C G F Fm | |
Are we alone in the universe? | |
C G Does hell exist? | |
F Fm C G F Fm | |
Is there anything worse? | |
[chorus] | |
F G G7 I find myself in old abandoned | |
Am Fm G | |
Vestigial processes and computations | |
[verse] Maximize the damage | |
The damage to the core Glowing red it will blow up, and be no more | |
[chorus] She walks unseen smelling smoke and seeing green remedial misfits | |
Holding hands with punk rock singers | |
[verse] It's a mystery And I've tired of the game So unlock the truth without me And don't cry if the truth is lame | |
[chorus] Miser, you old fart head You crook, you stole the fun Look now you're ripped apart And thrown into the sun | |
[chorus] | |
Miser, you old fart head You crook, you stole the fun Look now you're ripped apart And thrown into the sun | |
[ending] | |
C G F Fm C | |
Skinit.com | |
Song A Day #507 | |
First Singing Note: E | |
[verse 1] | |
C G | |
The devices all around you | |
Am F | |
Have feelings in their hearts | |
C B | |
They are little individuals | |
F | |
Though you can’t tell them apart | |
C | |
If they could speak | |
G | |
They would tell you | |
Am F | |
In a voice both clear and calm | |
C B | |
“We are sick of looking all the same | |
F C | |
Go to Skinit.com” | |
[verse 2] | |
C G F Am G | |
Let your devices show their personality | |
C G | |
Choose from hundreds of designs | |
F Am G | |
For every device you see | |
Am G F | |
And as if that weren't enough | |
G F G | |
To get your devices feeling fine | |
Am G F | |
You can use the customizer | |
G C | |
To create your own design | |
[outro] | |
C G | |
Skinit.com | |
Am F | |
Skinit.com | |
C G | |
Skinit.com | |
Am F C | |
Skinit.com | |
The Body Sings | |
Song A Day #508 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
[verse] | |
D Bbm G A | |
Move your body in a circle | |
D Bbm G A Make a picture, make it purple | |
D Bbm G A I'm a bad man, I do bad things | |
D Bbm I am seven sons | |
G A D Em G And the body sings, oh | |
A D Em G A | |
And the body sings, oh | |
[verse] In a muscle, in a tendon In my blood I need to stop pretending Stretch it out now, curl up tight And the body sings In the twilight, oh | |
And the body sings, oh | |
[chorus] | |
Bbm A G I can't move or I can't stop moving | |
Bbm A G No matter what I do I can't keep from improving | |
F# G A Tripping down the stairs I fall and shatter bones and I hit my head | |
[verse] Legs, legs to propel | |
Hands for grasping An image of a sunset over time lapsing And the tears fall and then I'm dry And the body sings as I turn a blind eye, oh | |
The body sings, oh | |
[verse] There's an earthquake, there's a flooding There's a cut and the countertops are bloody I hear the wind blow, I smell the fire And my body sings I turn it up higher, oh | |
And the body sings, oh | |
[chorus] | |
I can't move or I can't stop moving No matter what I do I can't keep from improving Tripping down the stairs I fall and shatter bones and I hit my head | |
[verse] Break dance, break down See it smell it touch it taste it in the waves made by the sound I am seven sons I am just right And the body sings in the morning light, oh | |
And the body sings | |
And the body | |
[verse] I have senses, combination Happy birthday, congratulations Like the President, like the Saudi kings Like clockwork the body sings, oh | |
The body sings, oh | |
The body sings, oh oh oh oh | |
The body sings, oh | |
The End is Coming | |
Song A Day #509 | |
First Singing Note:B | |
[intro] | |
Em---- | |
D---- | |
C---- | |
D | |
[verse] | |
Em D C D | |
When I pass a homeless man on the street | |
Em C B Sometimes I give him money | |
Em D C D Other times I don't and I feel like a creep | |
Em C B It feels like my days are a bit less sunny | |
[verse] Why don't I give him money all the time? I have the dough to spare Why do I try to ignore him When it's obvious I care? | |
[pre chorus] | |
Em D Em D | |
[chorus] | |
Em D The end is coming | |
G Em D And I just want to sing | |
Em D The end is coming | |
G Em D The end of everything | |
Em D The end is coming | |
G Em D But we pretend it isn't | |
Em D The end is coming | |
G Em D Em D The tide has slowly risen | |
[verse] When someone tries to sell me something I instinctively shy away Even when I need it, it doesn't matter what they bring It doesn’t matter what they can do or say | |
[verse] Why am I so against the salesman pitch? At my door or on my phone “No I don't need insurance you bitch Just leave me alone” | |
[Pre Chorus] | |
Leave me alone | |
[chorus] | |
The end is coming The end of everything The end is coming But we pretend it isn't The end is coming The tide has slowly risen | |
One of the Lucky Ones | |
Song #50 | |
First note sung: E | |
[intro] | |
A E/G# F#m E/G# | |
X2 | |
[verse] | |
A E/G# F#m E/G# | |
I wasn’t one of the lucky ones | |
A E/G# F#m E/G# | |
They told me I had to go | |
D E | |
So I packed up my things and I went to the car | |
A D E D | |
And I cried | |
X2 | |
[bridge] | |
F#m D A E | |
Massive amounts of endorphins lately kept me hanging on to a dream | |
F#m D A E | |
Instead of swimming with dolphins I was a salmon swimming upstream | |
[verse] | |
A E/G# F#m E/G# | |
It wasn’t supposed to go this way | |
A E/G# F#m E/G# | |
But that’s the way it went | |
D | |
I drove home in a daze | |
E | |
I passed out on the couch | |
A D E D | |
And I cried, oh I cried (Sometimes everybody knows me, sometimes everybody knows my name) | |
Cried, cried, cried | |
X6 | |
A | |
Nothing’s Strange | |
Song A Day #510 | |
First Singing Note:F | |
[intro] x2 | |
F | |
Bb | |
F | |
Am | |
[verse] | |
F Bb F | |
The world changes fast | |
Am F | |
Days gone past | |
Bb Am | |
Everything is possible | |
[chorus] | |
F Bb | |
And someday we’ll all ride the wave into the sun | |
C D | |
Making of the next millennium | |
F Bb | |
See the future, raise the change | |
C D F | |
Extraordinary, nothing is strange | |
[intro chord progression] | |
[chorus] | |
Someday we’ll all ride the wave into the sun | |
Making of the next millennium | |
See the future, raise the change | |
Extraordinary, nothing is strange | |
Ryeberg | |
Song A Day #511 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
(Spoken introduction) | |
Hello Ryeberg Live | |
I’m coming to you from the past | |
About a week in the past | |
And I’m on day 511 right now | |
Of having written a song and made a video | |
Every single day | |
A little over a year ago a guy named Anton posted about me on Ryeberg | |
It’s pretty much the nicest thing anyone’s ever written about me | |
And I really enjoyed it | |
I’m sorry I can’t be there tonight, but I made you this video | |
So please enjoy it | |
[verse] | |
F Am Bb F C | |
Ryeberg in Toronto | |
F Am Bb C Ryeberg on the internet | |
Dm C Bb If web video's a chore | |
Dm C Bb And you're looking for something more | |
Am C Look no further cause you've found what you're looking for | |
[verse] Oh on Ryeberg You must be congratulated | |
Ryeberg | |
For the way you have curated And now you're doing it live Here's a virtual high five Have a drink for me and dance to the funky jive | |
Dance that funky jive | |
[outro] | |
F | |
Bb Am Bb Am F | |
D-d-d- Dance that funky jive | |
Bb Am Bb Am F | |
Oh you crazy Canadians | |
Bb | |
You dance | |
You dance | |
Am Bb Am F | |
You dance that funky jive | |
Bb | |
Ryeberg | |
Am Bb Am F | |
Dance that funky jive | |
On My Street | |
Song A Day #512 | |
First Singing Note:F# | |
[intro inst.] | |
B | |
[verse] | |
B | |
On my street | |
There’s four stop signs | |
A motherfucking roundabout | |
And some power lines | |
G#m | |
On my street | |
My mutherfucking street | |
B | |
On my street | |
There’s a bunch of sidewalk | |
And people look at you funny | |
When you body rock | |
G#m | |
On my street | |
Said on my street | |
B | |
Well on my street | |
You’d call it tree-lined | |
There’s some roses | |
But I don’t mind | |
G#m | |
On my street | |
Yeah on my street | |
B | |
On my street | |
Yeah I’m on my street | |
My street | |
On my street | |
Save Yourself | |
Song A Day #513 | |
First Singing Note:F | |
[intro] | |
Cm Am Fm Cm | |
F | |
Dm | |
C | |
[verse: progression repeats for remainder of song] | |
F | |
Rain falls down | |
Dm | |
And the sun | |
C | |
Comes shining | |
F | |
Day comes in | |
Dm C | |
To a world I’m walking | |
No one can save you | |
You must save yourself | |
Let’s go and fly away | |
Let’s go and fly away | |
Creatures dance | |
And the world | |
Moves on | |
Take my hand | |
And we’ll go a-walking | |
No one can save you | |
You must save yourself | |
Let’s go and fly away | |
Let’s go and fly away | |
No one can save you | |
You must save yourself | |
Let’s go and fly away | |
Let’s go and fly away | |
Impossible | |
Song A Day #514 | |
First Singing Note:F | |
[verse] | |
F C | |
Faces | |
Dm Bb | |
Long forgotten | |
F C | |
Races | |
Dm Bb | |
Long since run | |
F C | |
Corridors | |
Dm Bb | |
Déjà vu | |
F C | |
Where the | |
Dm | |
Possible is done | |
[verse] | |
Crazy | |
Are the doctors | |
Lazy | |
Is the nurse | |
Broken | |
Are the bones | |
From bad to worse | |
[chorus] | |
F | |
It’s impossible | |
C | |
It’s impossible | |
Dm | |
It’s impossible | |
Bb | |
It’s impossible | |
F | |
It’s impossible | |
C | |
It’s impossible Dm | |
It’s impossible | |
Bb | |
It’s impossible | |
[chorus] | |
It’s impossible | |
It’s impossible | |
It’s impossible | |
It’s impossible | |
It’s impossible | |
It’s impossible | |
It’s impossible | |
It’s impossible | |
Outer Space | |
Song A Day #515 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[verse] | |
Eb Bb Db | |
Break dancing in outer space | |
Cm Bb | |
I think I got something on my face | |
Ab Bb | |
Mosquitos | |
Eb Bb | |
Are going to eat me | |
Eb Bb Db | |
Lilacs | |
Cm Bb | |
In zero gravity | |
Ab | |
Hilarious jokes | |
Bb Eb | |
Don’t seem to matter | |
Bb Ab | |
In outer space | |
Cm Gm | |
It’s hilarious | |
Cm Gm | |
But I can’t laugh | |
Cm | |
Can’t laugh and a half | |
Gm Ab Bb | |
Cause you need math | |
Eb Bb | |
To go up there | |
Cm | |
Up there | |
Eb Bb Cm | |
Where mosquitos | |
Ab Bb | |
Despair | |
Eb Bb Ab | |
Cause mosquitos need oxygen to live | |
Eb Bb Db | |
Outer space has no oxygen | |
Eb Bb Db | |
Outer space has no oxygen | |
C Bb | |
Do we live in reality? | |
Eb Bb Ab | |
What a stupid question | |
Eb Bb | |
Maybe these bugs | |
Eb Bb | |
Above me | |
Eb Bb Eb | |
Know the answer to that question | |
Cm | |
If they do | |
Gm | |
If they do | |
Cm | |
It’s just a matter of | |
Gm Ab Bb | |
Commu-nication | |
Eb Bb | |
They fly | |
Ab | |
Instead of talk | |
Eb Bb Ab | |
I talk and I walk | |
Eb Bb | |
They bite | |
Ab | |
And they suck | |
Eb Bb Ab | |
I eat, I shit, I fuck | |
Bb Eb Bb Ab | |
And I dreammmmmm | |
Eb Bb Ab | |
I dreammmmmm | |
Eb Bb Ab | |
Dreammmmm | |
Eb Bb Ab | |
I dreammmmm | |
Bb | |
Of outer space | |
[instrumental] | |
Eb Bb Db Cm Bbsus → Bb | |
Eb Bb Db Csus → C | |
G | |
Outer space | |
C G | |
The day grows dark | |
G | |
Outer space | |
C D7 | |
This place is missing the mark | |
These people | |
And things | |
Daug7 Gbaug7 Aaug7 Caug7 | |
And I just wanna sing | |
Eb Bb Ab | |
Outer space | |
Eb Bb Ab | |
Outer space | |
Apple or Orange | |
Song A Day #516 | |
First Singing Note: Eb | |
Vocal only | |
[verse: implied harmonies] | |
Eb Ab | |
Apple or orange | |
Eb Ab | |
Apple or orange | |
Eb Ab | |
What rhymes with orange | |
Fm Eb Ab | |
You could do a slant rhyme | |
Ab | |
Like born | |
Or thorn | |
Or torn | |
Or morn-ing | |
Eb Ab | |
Apple or orange | |
Eb Ab | |
Apple or orange | |
Fm Db | |
Apple you can just eat | |
Fm Db | |
Orange you have to peel | |
Fm Eb | |
Apple is red | |
Ab Eb Ab | |
And orange is orange | |
Eb Ab | |
Apple or orange | |
Eb Ab | |
Apple or orange | |
Fm Eb Ab | |
Which one should I eat? | |
Vitamin D | |
Song A Day #517 | |
First Singing Note:D | |
[verse] | |
C | |
Golden sunshine | |
G Am | |
Shine down on my skin | |
F | |
Giving me, giving me | |
C | |
Vitamin D | |
G Am F | |
Giving me Vitamin D | |
[verse] | |
Vitamin D is carried | |
In the bloodstream | |
To the liver where it’s converted | |
Into the pro-hormone Calcidiol | |
Calcidiol | |
[Outro] | |
C G F Em | |
Vitamin D is also found in mushrooms | |
C | |
And fish oil | |
Father’s Day with Groupon | |
Song A Day #518 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[intro] | |
D | |
Papa | |
A | |
Daddy | |
D | |
Father | |
G D | |
No one else even compares | |
A A7 | |
Father’s Day is when we show how we care | |
[chorus] | |
D G | |
With Groupon | |
D G | |
Groupon | |
[verse] | |
D | |
Go-karts | |
Boating | |
A | |
Rafting | |
Bowling | |
Bm | |
Sky dive | |
Wine taste | |
G | |
Haircuts | |
Segues | |
D | |
Paintball | |
Rent a bike | |
A | |
Play golf | |
Rock climb | |
Bm | |
Oil change | |
Car wash | |
G | |
Fitness deals | |
Massage | |
D | |
Sporting events | |
Comedy clubs | |
A Bm | |
Custom clothes for the dad you love | |
G A A7 | |
Restaurants and museums | |
[chorus] | |
With Groupon | |
Groupon | |
[outro] | |
D | |
By the by | |
A | |
If you are traveling | |
D G | |
Be sure to check the Groupons in advance | |
D | |
For that city | |
A | |
It’s Groupon | |
D | |
It’s Groupon | |
I Didn’t Like It, And that’s Why I Didn’t Put a Ring on It | |
Song A Day #519 | |
First Sining Note:C | |
[harmony rooted on C for this verse] | |
C | |
I didn’t like it | |
And that’s why I didn’t put a ring on it | |
I didn’t like it | |
And that’s why I didn’t put a ring on it | |
But evolutionarily speaking | |
Now that you’re dancing with him | |
It makes you more attractive | |
To me | |
[chorus] | |
C | |
Cause now | |
F | |
You’re a viable mate | |
C | |
Where before | |
Am G | |
You were just a woman | |
C | |
It appears | |
F | |
I may be too late | |
C Am G | |
I’ll be more careful in the future | |
[outro] | |
C | |
I didn’t like it | |
And that’s why I didn’t put a ring on it | |
I didn’t like it | |
And that’s why I didn’t put a ring on it | |
Your Mother Doesn’t Love You Anymore (An Extrasolar Anthem) | |
Song #51 | |
First note sung: A | |
[verse] | |
G F#m Bm | |
Hello, how do you do? | |
G D A D | |
I’m an extrasolar planet for you | |
G F#m Bm | |
You know the earth is totally screwed | |
G D A D | |
I’m an extrasolar planet for you | |
G D A Bm | |
And you can call me Mom | |
G D A Bm | |
I bought your favorite toys, yeah | |
G D A Bm | |
We’ll have fun | |
G D A Bm | |
You’ll be my itty bitty girls and boys, yeah | |
G A D | |
You’ll be my little bitty girls and boys | |
[verse] | |
D Bm G A | |
There comes a time in every species life | |
D Bm G A | |
Where they’ve gotta look around and make the tough decisions | |
D Bm G A | |
The dinosaurs couldn’t face the hard facts | |
D Bm G A | |
They ended up extinct and buried in tar pits | |
G A | |
But don’t let that happen | |
G A | |
No, don’t let that happen | |
G A D | |
Don’t let that happen to you | |
[verse] | |
G F#m Bm | |
I’ve got 17 moons | |
G D A D | |
I’m an extrasolar planet for you | |
G F#m Bm | |
I make the earth look like a prude | |
G D A D | |
I’m an extrasolar planet for you | |
G D A Bm | |
I made your bed | |
G D A Bm | |
I made you cookies and tea | |
G D A Bm | |
I’m the Garden of Eden | |
G D A Bm | |
And you can eat from my forbidden tree, yeah | |
G A D | |
You can eat from my forbidden tree | |
D Bm G A | |
Think you’re old enough to know the meaning of the universe? | |
D Bm G A | |
So come on over and I’ll tell it to you | |
D Bm G A | |
Whatcha got to lose? Your mother doesn’t love you | |
D Bm G A | |
First thing when you get here I am going to hug you | |
G A | |
So come, come on over | |
G A | |
Yeah, come, come on over | |
G A D | |
Yeah, come, come on over to me! | |
D G A D | |
To me! | |
D G A D | |
Yeah! | |
Remember When I Said I Wanted an iPad? | |
Song A Day #520 | |
First Singing Note:F | |
[verse] | |
Bb | |
Remember when I said | |
Cm Eb | |
I wanted an iPad? | |
Bb | |
Remember when I said | |
Cm Eb | |
I kinda wanted one real bad? | |
Bb | |
I still want one | |
Thought I don’t know | |
Cm Eb | |
What I would do with it | |
Bb | |
I’m unable to justify the cost | |
Cm Eb | |
And so I’m through with it | |
Bb | |
But wait I’m in a contest | |
Cm Eb | |
And I made it to the top five | |
Bb | |
Now all I need are votes | |
Cm Eb | |
To keep my dream alive | |
[guitar inst.] | |
Bb | |
Cm | |
Eb | |
Bb | |
Help me win an iPad | |
Cm Eb | |
Help me win an iiiiiPad | |
Bb | |
Help me win an iPad | |
Cm Eb | |
Help me win an iiiiiPad | |
Everything is Digital | |
Song A Day #521 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[intro] | |
C F | |
C | |
G | |
[verse] | |
C F | |
I used to mow the lawn | |
C G When there was a lawn to mow | |
C F I'd jump into the pond | |
C G And I'd say “Geronimo!” C Now all I see is concrete | |
F Trees that never knew a forest | |
C And it makes me sad | |
G And that leads me to this chorus | |
[chorus] | |
C F | |
Everything is digital | |
C Em G | |
Everything is digital | |
We are digital | |
C F | |
Everything is digital | |
The trees are digital | |
C | |
Everything is digital | |
G | |
Everything is digital | |
[verse] I had a sweater once It was soft and made of wool That was before I became a vegan Before everything was digital Now it's polyester or maybe poly cotton blends But the cotton that they clothe us in Is like cotton that pretends | |
Because | |
[chorus] | |
Everything is digital | |
D-d-d-digital | |
Everything is digital | |
You are digital | |
Everything is digital | |
D-d-d-digital | |
Everything is digital | |
This song is digital | |
[bridge] | |
C | |
Am | |
G | |
C Am G | |
La la la la la la la la la lala | |
C Am G | |
La la la la la la la la la lala | |
[verse] Oh but oh, you might think I'm crazy Oh but oh, that's ok Every generation is sure their time is the most fucked up The funny thing about my generation is that we're right | |
[chorus] | |
Everything is digital | |
Everything is digital | |
D-d-digital | |
Your face is digital | |
Everything is digital | |
Shortcake | |
Song A Day #522 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
Vocals only | |
[implied harmonies] | |
A D | |
I am baking strawberry shortcake | |
A | |
Strawberry shortcake | |
D | |
Strawberry shortcake | |
E D | |
Won’t you have some strawberry shortcake? | |
E | |
Strawberry shortcake | |
E | |
Yeahhh | |
Sunday Evening | |
Song A Day #523 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[intro] | |
Am | |
G | |
E7 | |
Dm | |
Am | |
[verse] | |
Am | |
Sunday evening Forget your troubles | |
G You've got rain boots | |
E7 Dm Life is puddles | |
Am You're getting married Aw the suit’s been fitted | |
G The weight you carry | |
E7 Dm Am And the crime’s committed | |
[chorus] | |
C Bb F Ab G Sunday evening and you're walking proud | |
C Bb F Ab G Am E Sunday evening turning everything around | |
[verse] Sunday evening Say it slowly Nothing's heavy Nothing's holy Crossing midnight Then the Monday's chatter It’s a wild fight To make Sunday matter | |
[chorus] | |
Sunday evening and you’re walking proud | |
Sunday evening and you turn everything around | |
[instrumental interlude] | |
Am | |
G | |
E7 | |
Dm | |
[chorus] | |
Sunday evening and you’re walking proud | |
Sunday evening and you turn it around | |
Sunday evening and you’re walking proud | |
Sunday evening turning everything around | |
Tuppy Figuerora | |
Song A Day #524 | |
(Instrumental, No lyrics) | |
('-' = 1 beat) | |
[intro] | |
G#m------------ | |
E---- | |
x4 | |
G#m---- | |
E-- | |
F#-- | |
G#m------------ | |
E---- | |
x3 | |
E-- | |
F#-- | |
G#m---- | |
E-- | |
F#-- | |
B---- | |
x4 | |
B---- | |
G#m---- | |
x4 | |
G#m---- | |
x8 (check rhythm) | |
B-- | |
F#- | |
G#m- | |
E---- | |
[outro] | |
G#m------------ | |
E---- | |
This is Today’s Song | |
Song A Day #525 | |
First Singing Note:F | |
[intro] | |
F---- | |
F | |
Gm | |
Bb | |
C | |
[verse] | |
F Dm | |
This is today’s song | |
Bb C F | |
It’s a lot like yesterday’s song | |
Dm Gm | |
A lot like the day before that | |
C | |
They all mash together | |
[chorus] | |
F Dm | |
Who writes a song a day? | |
Bb C | |
(You write a song a day) | |
F Dm | |
Who writes a song a day? | |
Gm C | |
(You write a song a day) | |
[verse] | |
This is today’s song | |
We’ll all forget it tomorrow | |
Someone will like it | |
And maybe they will favorite it on Youtube | |
[chorus] | |
Who writes a song a day? | |
(You write a song a day) | |
Who writes a song a day? | |
(You write a song a day) | |
[harmony in this section holds on F] | |
Even when the song is stupid | |
You should write it anyway | |
Even when something you do seems stupid | |
You should do it anyway | |
[chorus] | |
Who writes a song a day? | |
(You write a song a day) | |
Who writes a song a day? | |
(You write a song a day) | |
We are the Jews that Don’t Care about Money | |
Song A Day #526 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[intro] | |
C | |
[verse] | |
C F G C | |
We're Jews but we don't care about money | |
F G Am We'd rather dress up like bunnies | |
F G C Than be some corporate whore | |
F G | |
(Corporate whore) | |
C Yes, we're Jews | |
F G C | |
We'll never get real jobs | |
F G Am Though it makes our mothers sob | |
F G C We'll always be kinda poor | |
[bridge] | |
Am No doctor, no lawyer | |
F G No anesthesiologist | |
Am No broker no accountant | |
F G No chin-scratching psychologist | |
[verse] We're Jews | |
(Jews Jews Jews) | |
Jews that do what they love | |
(Love love love) Damn the consequences Like how we can't pay the rent | |
(Can’t pay the rent) Yes we're Jews | |
Without patience or discipline No white picket fences We're incompetent | |
[bridge] | |
But if (if if) | |
You need a massage | |
Or a catchy jingle | |
We (we we) | |
Are the Jews (Jews Jews) | |
And Sam | |
Is single | |
[verse] We're Jews | |
With 13 expensive years Of higher education between us And no steady work in sight We're Jews | |
To whom money is a minor annoyance Something fleeting and impermanent Not worth one sleepless night | |
Jewsssss | |
[outro] | |
F G F | |
Jews don’t care about money | |
G F | |
Don’t care about money | |
G F | |
Don’t care about money | |
G C | |
Don’t care about money | |
JewWario at E3 | |
Song A Day #527 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[intro] | |
Em D Em | |
JewWario at E3 | |
D Em | |
At E3 | |
D Em | |
JewWario at E3 | |
D Em | |
At E3 | |
[verse] | |
C D Em | |
He’s gonna show you the games | |
G | |
You wanna see | |
C D Em G | |
He’s gonna show you the games | |
C D Em | |
JewWario hangin’ out | |
G | |
At E3 | |
C D G | |
Nothin’s ever the same | |
[outro] | |
Em D Em | |
JewWario at E3 | |
D Em | |
At E3 | |
Em D EM | |
JewWario at E3 | |
D Em | |
At E3 | |
The Mermaid of Time | |
Song A Day #528 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[intro] | |
C | |
F | |
Am | |
[verse] | |
Am C | |
Break down in the chain of command | |
F | |
We’re all eating fish and the captain’s eating sand | |
Am | |
I hear the wind blow | |
C | |
I hear the cannon go | |
F | |
Boom boom | |
Em | |
Boom boom | |
[chorus] | |
C Bb F G# | |
Does anyone know how to save us? | |
C Bb F C G | |
Does anyone even care? | |
C Bb F D | |
Does anyone know how to save us? | |
C | |
Is anyone even there? | |
C F Am | |
(Is anyone, is anyone, is anyone there) | |
C F Am | |
(Is anyone, is anyone, is anyone there) | |
[verse] | |
Up swims a mermaid of time | |
She’s made up of woman | |
She’s made up her mind | |
The ship is pulled down | |
As the waves pound | |
Boom boom | |
Boom boom | |
[chorus] | |
Does anyone know how to save us? | |
Does anyone even care? | |
Does anyone know how to save us? | |
Is anyone even there? | |
(Is anyone even there?) | |
Is anyone there? | |
(Is anyone, is anyone, is anyone there) | |
I Love Bocce Ball | |
Song A Day #529 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[verse] | |
C Bb F G | |
I love bocce ball | |
C Bb F G | |
Bocce ball keeps me enthralled | |
C Bb | |
Throw the pollen | |
F G | |
Watch it go | |
C Bb | |
Where it’ll stop | |
F G | |
Nobody knows! | |
[chorus] | |
Am G | |
Bocce ball | |
Am G | |
Bocce ball | |
G C | |
Bocce ball | |
Zombie Ponies | |
Song #52 | |
First note sung: F | |
Bbm-------Ab-------Gb-------F------- | |
Bbm Ab | |
Once upon a time there were ponies and all the ponies died | |
Gb F | |
And at the stroke of midnight, zombie ponies ride | |
Bbm Ab Gb F | |
Zombie, zombie pony, zombie pony, zombie pony X2 | |
Bbm | |
Oh yeah! | |
2007 Honda Civic: It’ll Get You There | |
Song A Day #530 | |
First Singing Note:D | |
[verse] | |
D G | |
This is my Honda | |
D | |
It’s a Honda Civic | |
Em C | |
2007 Model | |
G | |
It’s got five seatbelts | |
Whoa | |
D | |
And a horn you can honk | |
Em C | |
It isn’t anything special | |
(no no no) | |
G | |
It’s got cup holders here (wow) | |
D | |
And headrests here (cool) | |
Em C | |
Look you can take them out (amazing) | |
G | |
Lots of trunk space (big) | |
D | |
Just look at that engine (strong) | |
Em C | |
And it goes quite fast, without a doubt | |
G | |
Honda Civic, yeah | |
[verse] | |
It may not be much to look at | |
But she gets me where I need to go | |
To the grocery store for instance | |
Or maybe just for a drive | |
[verse:harmonic rhythm doubled for remainder of song] | |
(2 beats per chord change, rather than 4) | |
Honda Civic is just a car | |
No more, no less | |
But that’s the bar it sets | |
Tis what it is | |
What you see is what you get | |
When you drive a Honda Civic | |
You’re saying is “I don’t care | |
She may not look like much, ok | |
But it gets me there.” | |
Gets me there | |
Honda Civic | |
Gets me there | |
Honda Civic | |
Gets me there | |
Honda Civic | |
Gets me there | |
Honda Civic | |
Gets me there | |
Honda Civic | |
Gets me there | |
Honda Civic | |
Gets me there | |
Honda Civic | |
Gets me there | |
Honda Civic | |
Anywhere you wanna go | |
Honda Civic | |
Any way you wanna go | |
Honda Civic | |
She may not look like much | |
Honda Civic | |
But she’ll take you there | |
Honda Civic | |
[ending] | |
C | |
Honda Civic | |
G | |
Yeah | |
One Minute Autobiography in Song | |
Song A Day #531 | |
First Singing Note:F# | |
[intro:guitar] | |
D---- | |
A-- | |
D | |
Born in Vermont in 1982 | |
A D Grew up in a small town there | |
G D Started playing guitar when I was 12 years old | |
A And growing out my hair | |
D Never did drugs | |
A D Lost my virginity May 10th, 1996 | |
D A Left high school one semester early To get my college kicks | |
G D A When I was 17 I went to Israel | |
G D A I spent 4 awesome years at Bennington College | |
B G I got my Masters degree at Cal Arts | |
B G Where I wrote a rock opera about the Super Mario Bros. | |
B G And then I created GameJew | |
A | |
Oh yeah | |
A | |
Now I write a song a day | |
And I live in Berkeley | |
Wrong Way | |
Song A Day #532 | |
First Singing Note:D | |
[intro] | |
D | |
Dom dom riggy diggy dom dom | |
Em | |
Dom dom riggy diggy dom dom | |
D | |
Dom dom riggy diggy dom dom | |
Em | |
Dom dom riggy diggy dom dom | |
[verse] | |
D | |
Everybody tells you | |
Em | |
You’re going the wrong way | |
D | |
But you keep going | |
Em | |
Dom dom riggy diggy dom dom | |
[verse] | |
Everyone’s against you | |
You hear it in the words they say | |
And that’s worth knowing | |
Dom dom riggy diggy dom dom | |
[outro: instrumental] | |
D---- | |
Em---- | |
D---- | |
Em---- | |
A Boy from Kentucky and his Fire-Breathing Cat | |
Song A Day #533 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[intro] | |
C ---- F ---- Am ----Gm ---- Bb | |
F | |
C | |
Eb | |
Bb | |
[verse] | |
F C | |
I knew a boy who lived in Kentucky | |
Cm Gm With his fire-breathing cat | |
F Nobody loved him | |
C Nobody hugged him | |
Cm Gm He was ridiculed and laughed at | |
Cm Bb Everybody was afraid of him | |
Gm Ab And the cat that burned | |
Cm Bb But the boy didn't care at all | |
Gm Ab He was unconcerned | |
[verse] One day Kentucky Had had enough They were out for blood When the boy tried to stop them They threw him down in the mud They took the cat to Washington For experimentation The people fear what they don't understand And they want explanations | |
[instrumental] x2 | |
F | |
Eb | |
Cm | |
[verse] The boy trained for years and years And when he was at his peak He went to Washington and took his cat back Leaving whole armies in defeat The cat had learned The miracle of flight They flew to the highest mountain Where it's said they live to this day Among unicorns and dragons | |
I Want to Boogie with You | |
Song A Day #534 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[intro] | |
F G Am | |
F G Am | |
F G Am Bb | |
F G C | |
[verse] | |
F C Am | |
Come down off of the cross, babe | |
G | |
And let’s get busy | |
F C G | |
I want to boogie with you | |
F C | |
No more night clubs | |
Am G | |
No more sweet surprises | |
F C G | |
I want to boogie with you | |
[pre-chorus] | |
Am C | |
Show me how you do it | |
G | |
And we’ll do it again | |
Am C | |
Show me how you do it | |
G | |
And we’ll do it again | |
[chorus] | |
C G | |
Elephants and shooting stars | |
Am F And boys on trains and girls in bars | |
C G Hope on wheels tranny fags | |
Am F Oil gush and plastic bags | |
C G Sally's singing for her daily bread | |
Am F Fred's only thinking about Fred | |
C G Jerry got caught under a bus | |
Am F No one will remember any of us | |
[intro chord progression] | |
[verse] | |
Put down your computer | |
And let’s get busy | |
I want to boogie with you | |
I am from the future | |
So let’s get busy | |
I want to boogie with you | |
[pre-chorus] | |
Show me how you do it | |
And we’ll do it again | |
Show me how you do it | |
And we’ll do it again | |
[chorus] | |
Elephants and shooting stars And boys on trains and girls in bars Hope on wheels tranny fags Oil gush and plastic bags Sally's singing for her daily bread Fred's only thinking about Fred Jerry got caught under a bus No one will remember any of us | |
[instrumental] x2 | |
C ---- G ---- F ---- E | |
[bridge] | |
F C Am | |
Stop pretending you work at | |
G | |
American Apparel | |
F C G | |
I want to boogie with you | |
F C Am | |
You don’t have anything | |
G | |
To be afraid of | |
F C G | |
I want to boogie with you | |
[pre-chorus] | |
I want to boogie with you | |
Like Lou Reed | |
I want to boogie with you | |
Like Lou Reed | |
[chorus] | |
Elephants and shooting stars And boys on trains and girls in bars Hope on wheels tranny fags Oil gush and plastic bags Sally's singing for her daily bread Fred's only thinking about Fred Jerry got caught under a bus No one will remember any of us | |
No one will remember any of us | |
No one will remember any of us | |
No one will remember any of us | |
Mr. Everyman Pirate Packs a Car | |
Song A Day #535 | |
First Singing Note:D | |
[verse 1] | |
D | |
Arghhhh | |
D | |
A pirate’s life for me | |
G D | |
A pirate’s life for me | |
G D | |
My servant packs the car | |
A | |
While I sit beneath this tree | |
D | |
I eat a Klondike bar | |
G D | |
While my servant packs the car | |
Arghhhh | |
G D A D | |
I make him sing a song for me, for me | |
G D A D | |
I make him sing a song for me, for me | |
[verse 2] | |
D | |
Mic check | |
Here we go | |
A | |
I gotta pack the car | |
G A | |
While Mr. Pirate sits there with a Klondike bar | |
Arghhh | |
D | |
He makes me sing while I work | |
A | |
I got no words so far | |
G | |
I know! | |
I’ll list the things | |
I pack into the car | |
A | |
Go! | |
D | |
Green tape | |
Ukulele | |
A | |
And a small amp | |
Arghhhh | |
G | |
Big bowl | |
T.P. Roll | |
A | |
And a small lamp | |
Booty! | |
D | |
Microphone | |
Telephone | |
A | |
Boxes | |
Boxes | |
Arghhhh, yeah | |
G | |
Blankets | |
;Pillows | |
A | |
A variety of rocks-es | |
D | |
A vacuum | |
A bucket | |
Ooooh | |
A | |
An old chandelier | |
G | |
A mannequin | |
A tool box | |
A | |
Big black sphere | |
Arghhhh | |
D | |
Printer | |
Bass guitar | |
A | |
Broken scooter | |
Grrrrrr | |
G | |
Two by Four | |
Window | |
A | |
Laptop computer | |
D A | |
A metal crown | |
G | |
Sleeping bag | |
An old T.V. | |
A D | |
A dirty rag | |
Rag! | |
A | |
Accordion | |
G | |
Picture frame | |
A keyboard and | |
A D | |
An old chess game | |
A G | |
I’m not working for the pirate anymore | |
A | |
Arghhhh?? | |
D A | |
I’m commandeering this car | |
G | |
I’m gonna go far | |
A D | |
Me and my Klondike bar | |
A Short Song About Nothing in Particular | |
Song A Day #536 | |
First Singing Note:F | |
[verse] | |
D | |
A short song | |
C F | |
About nothing in particular Here I go | |
Bb Just singing some words | |
D C No meaning beyond the obvious one | |
F Bb That I'm singing a song about song yeah | |
[chorus] | |
D Gotta go gotta go right now | |
C | |
Gotta go gotta go right now | |
F Bb A song about nothing in particular | |
[chorus] | |
Gotta go gotta go right now | |
Gotta go gotta go right now A short song about nothing in particular | |
[verse] | |
A short song about nothing in particular On the move Words flowing freely Steam meanings drift away Lift the neighbors, walls start Shaking | |
[chorus] | |
Gotta go gotta go right now | |
Gotta go gotta go right now A short song about nothing in particular | |
Gotta go gotta go right now | |
Gotta go gotta go right now A short song about nothing in particular | |
[bridge] | |
D C | |
D Bb C | |
[chorus] | |
Gotta go gotta go right now | |
Gotta go gotta go right now A short song about nothing in particular | |
Gotta go gotta go right now | |
Gotta go gotta go right now A short song about nothing in particularrrrr | |
I Like it When My Friends Eat the Things I Bake | |
Song A Day #537 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[verse] | |
C | |
I’m making cinnamon rolls | |
I’m making cinnamon buns | |
Am (F here in second verse) | |
I wanna share them with my friends | |
C | |
I like it when they eat the things I make | |
Am F | |
I like it when they eat the things I bake | |
[instrumental] | |
F Am G | |
I said | |
[verse] | |
I like it when they eat the things I make | |
I like it when they eat the things I bake | |
I really like it when they eat the things I make | |
I really like it when they eat the- | |
C | |
Boom boom | |
Boom boom | |
Bah | |
Simply Dissonant | |
Song A Day #538 | |
First Singing Note:#F | |
D G | |
Are you listenin’ | |
A G | |
Simply dissonant | |
D G | |
Simply dissonant | |
A G | |
Simply dissonant | |
Destruction | |
Song A Day #539 | |
(No lyrics, instrumental) | |
(Harmony primarily rests on A) | |
[x4] | |
A -------- | |
F#m---- | |
E ---- | |
Geriatrics in Drag | |
Song #53 | |
First note sung: A | |
Dm-------G------- | |
X2 | |
Am Dm Em | |
Deep within the nursing home things are getting out of hand | |
Dm | |
There’s a seedy underbelly | |
Am Dm | |
Pants and coming off, dentures flying everywhere | |
Em Dm | |
Fixodent mixed with KY Jelly | |
Dm C | |
I know it can be hard to understand it | |
Geriatrics in drag | |
Dm C | |
You really got to hand it to them | |
G | |
Geriatrics in drag | |
Am Dm Em Dm | |
Geriatrics in drag | |
X4 | |
Jonathan’s New Ringtone | |
Song A Day #540 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[verse-A] | |
E | |
Jonathan your phone is ringing | |
A C#m | |
Yeah yeah | |
E | |
Pick it up now and stop your singing | |
A C#m | |
Stop your singing | |
E | |
Who’s on the other end calling? | |
A C#m | |
Whoooo? | |
E | |
Pick it up now and holla holla | |
A C#m | |
Hollllllaaaa | |
[verse-B] | |
E | |
Jonathan, pick up the phone | |
A | |
Maybe it’s the future | |
Or a psycho | |
E | |
Maybe it’s a flood | |
Or an earthquake | |
A | |
Or maybe you’re asleep and it’s awake | |
E | |
Call, anyway pick up | |
A | |
Because soon now your time will be up | |
[verse-A] | |
Jonathan your phone is ringing | |
Yeah yeah | |
Pick it up now and stop your singing | |
Stop your singing | |
Who’s on the other end calling? | |
Whoooooooo? | |
Steve Jobs’s Head | |
Song A Day #541 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[verse] | |
F C Bb F | |
I want to know what's in Steve Jobs' mind | |
F C Bb F What's he thinking about most of the time? | |
F C Bb F The answer seems obvious and yet I think it's wrong | |
F C Bb F After all it's probably like that old Dylan song | |
[chorus] | |
F | |
If his thought trains | |
C | |
Could be seen | |
Bb C Bb F | |
They’d probably put his head into a guillotine | |
F | |
If his thought trains | |
C | |
Could be seen | |
Bb C Bb F | |
We’d probably put his head into a guillotine | |
[verse] Does Steve Jobs have the answers to interstellar flight? Is cold fusion just something that he figured out one night? Does he think a lot about what it’s all worth? Does he think at all about being ruler of the earth? | |
[chorus] | |
Oh, if his thought trains | |
Could be seen | |
They’d probably put his head into a guillotine | |
If his thought trains | |
Could be seen | |
We’d probably put his head into a guillotine | |
[bridge] | |
F C I'm so fascinated by Steve Jobs | |
D Bb | |
You might say obsessed | |
F C D Bb So rarely does one exist that clearly is the best | |
F He's the best at what he does | |
C D | |
Though I can hardly define | |
Bb F | |
What it is and what he has | |
C D Bb In that mind that blows my mind | |
[instrumental] | |
F C D Bb | |
F C D Bb | |
F C D | |
Steve Jobs | |
Bb | |
Steve Jobs | |
F C D | |
Stev Jobs | |
Bb | |
Steve Jobs | |
[chorus] | |
And if his thought trains | |
Could be seen | |
They’d probably put his head into the guillotine | |
If his thought trains | |
Could be seen | |
We’d probably put his head into the guillotine | |
I Wanna Be a Gastropod Mollusc | |
Song A Day #542 | |
First Singing Note:D | |
[verse] | |
Dm | |
Big slug | |
C Dm | |
In the middle of the road | |
Dm | |
Big slug | |
C Gm | |
Sluggin’ along slow | |
Dm | |
Big slug | |
C Dm | |
Size of my foot | |
D | |
Big slug | |
C Bb C | |
Never stay put | |
[verse] | |
Big slug | |
Sparkle in the sun | |
Big slug | |
He’s all on the run | |
Big slug | |
Antennae out | |
Big slug | |
Moving all about | |
[instrumental] | |
(Same chor progression as verse) | |
[verse] | |
Big slug | |
Wanna be like you | |
Big slug | |
Big as my shoe | |
Go real slow | |
Not know where I’m crawlin’ | |
I wanna be a Gastropod Mollusc | |
Bb Dm | |
I wanna be, be a Gastropod Mollusc | |
Let’s Get Along | |
Song A Day #543 | |
First Singing Note:G# | |
[intro] x2 | |
E F#m A E | |
[verse] | |
E F#m | |
Sisters and brothers | |
A E | |
Mothers and fathers | |
E F#m | |
Ourselves and others, oh | |
A E | |
Let’s get along | |
E F#m | |
Everybody over here | |
A E | |
Everybody over there | |
E F#m | |
Everybody everywhere, oh | |
A E | |
Let’s get along | |
[chorus] | |
A E B C# B | |
Let’s get along | |
A B E | |
Let’s get along | |
[verse] | |
When you’re feeling up | |
When you’re feeling down | |
When your feet are on the ground | |
Let’s get along | |
On holidays | |
On Saturdays | |
No matter what anybody says | |
Let’s get it on | |
[chorus] | |
I said let’s get it on | |
Let’s get along | |
Let’s get it on | |
Let’s get along (E7) | |
[bridge] | |
B7 | |
When you get along | |
A C#m B | |
The world is smiling | |
B7 | |
When you get along | |
A C#m B | |
Good feelings are piling | |
B7 | |
When you get along | |
A C#m B | |
The river will carry you | |
B7 | |
And when you get along | |
A C#m B A B | |
Nothing can bury youuuuuuu | |
[verse] | |
After a game | |
After a meal | |
No matter what you feel | |
Let’s get along | |
The twilight | |
On the dark side | |
Even when you’re full of pride | |
Let’s get it on | |
[chorus] | |
Let’s get along | |
Let’s get along | |
Let’s get along | |
Let’s get along | |
And He Kissed Her | |
Song A Day #544 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[verse] | |
F | |
There once was a boy | |
C Dm | |
Who loved a girl | |
Gm Dm C | |
He pushed her on the swing set | |
F | |
He picked her flowers | |
C Dm | |
And he sang her songs | |
Gm Dm | |
But still | |
C F | |
She wouldn’t let him kiss her | |
[instrumental] | |
Gm Bb C | |
[chorus] | |
F | |
Then he kissed her | |
Gm | |
The he kissed her | |
Bb C | |
And he kissed her | |
Shake Weight Jingle Contest | |
Song A Day #545 | |
First Singing Note:F | |
[intro] | |
F | |
Shake shake shake, shake shake shake shake | |
Shake shake shake, shake shake shake shake | |
Shake shake shake, shake shake shake shake | |
Shake shake shake, shake shake shake shake | |
[chorus] | |
F | |
Shake shake shake, with the Shake Weight | |
Dm C | |
Shake shake shake, with the Shake Weight | |
Bb | |
Shake shake shake, with the Shake Weight | |
Dm C | |
Shake shake shake, with the Shake Weight | |
[Verse] | |
F | |
When you've tried all you can think of | |
Dm C To get the tone you want | |
Bb In your upper body muscles | |
Dm C For a body you can flaunt | |
F You're searching for that miracle | |
Dm C To just shake the flab away | |
Bb With the Shake Weight you can do it | |
Dm C In just six minutes a day | |
[bridge] | |
Bb With the Shake Weight Watch your body bloom | |
Dm C Shake shake shake | |
And then boom! | |
Bb | |
Shake Weight You'll feel alive | |
Dm C Bb You'll want to give yourself a high five! | |
High five! | |
[chorus] | |
Shake shake shake, with the Shake Weight | |
Shake shake shake, with the Shake Weight | |
Shake shake shake, with the Shake Weight | |
Shake shake shake, with the Shake Weight | |
Yeah | |
Tap-N-Give | |
Song A Day #546 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[verse] | |
F | |
When you tap-n-give | |
Bb | |
You help a puppy live | |
C | |
You help those in need | |
Dm | |
In Haiti | |
F Bb | |
You help children and their families | |
You can | |
C F C | |
If you just tap-n-give | |
[chorus] | |
C Bb | |
You can tap-n-give | |
F | |
On your iPhone | |
Dm C Bb | |
You tap-n-give | |
F | |
Share with everyone you know | |
Dm C Bb | |
You tap-n-give | |
F | |
To the charities who need | |
Dm C Bb | |
You tap-n-give | |
C C7 | |
To be the best you can be | |
[verse] | |
Well when you give-n-tap | |
It’s an iPhone app | |
To spread the word on charity | |
You get these wallpapers | |
When you give the dollars | |
So won’t you just tap-n-give | |
[chorus] | |
Oh you tap-n-give | |
On your iPhone | |
You tap-n-give | |
Share with everyone you know | |
You tap-n-give | |
To the charities who need | |
You tap-n-give | |
To be the best you can be | |
Oh tap-n-give | |
[ending] | |
Dm Dm F | |
Give give give | |
Let’s All Take a Trip | |
Song A Day #547 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[intro] | |
F C | |
F C | |
[verse] | |
F C | |
Let’s all take a trip | |
F C | |
Let’s shoot it right from the hip | |
F C | |
Teeter on the brink of obscurity | |
F | |
And the ribbons of the highway | |
C | |
Were lost at sea | |
F C | |
And I’m in love with you | |
F C | |
And you’re in love with me, too | |
F | |
Drifting in the space | |
C | |
It’s a mystery | |
F | |
Give and take, kiss | |
C | |
It’s a gift to me | |
F C | |
So we’re going for a ride | |
F C | |
Up and down the other side | |
F C | |
Going rolling on and on and one two three | |
F | |
I look at you | |
C | |
And you look at me | |
[verse chord progression continued] | |
So let’s all take a trip | |
Shoot it right from the hip | |
Throwing rocks down the well | |
Til they make a splash | |
You are June Carter | |
And I’m Johnny Cash | |
So let’s all take a trip | |
Let’s all take a trip | |
I said let’s all take a trip | |
Let’s all take a trip | |
Let’s All Take a Trip | |
Song A Day #547 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[intro] | |
F C | |
F C | |
[verse] | |
F C | |
Let’s all take a trip | |
F C | |
Let’s shoot it right from the hip | |
F C | |
Teeter on the brink of obscurity | |
F | |
And the ribbons of the highway | |
C | |
Were lost at sea | |
F C | |
And I’m in love with you | |
F C | |
And you’re in love with me, too | |
F | |
Drifting in the space | |
C | |
It’s a mystery | |
F | |
Give and take, kiss | |
C | |
It’s a gift to me | |
F C | |
So we’re going for a ride | |
F C | |
Up and down the other side | |
F C | |
Going rolling on and on and one two three | |
F | |
I look at you | |
C | |
And you look at me | |
[verse chord progression continued] | |
So let’s all take a trip | |
Shoot it right from the hip | |
Throwing rocks down the well | |
Til they make a splash | |
You are June Carter | |
And I’m Johnny Cash | |
So let’s all take a trip | |
Let’s all take a trip | |
I said let’s all take a trip | |
Let’s all take a trip | |
Bones Come to Life | |
Song A Day #548 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[intro] x2 | |
C#m | |
B | |
A#dim | |
[verse] | |
C#m B A#dim | |
I was just a boy when they came | |
C#m B A#dim Turned me inside out into the rain | |
B D# E Ghosts wandering on and on | |
B D# E Go find where you belong | |
[verse] I ran uphill until I saw it all Who was there then I never saw at all Gone are the days of quiet, quiet life Gonna tell the secret that I know what it's like | |
[verse] Bones in the ground, bones on the stairs Let your guard down, and there’s bones everywhere Bones in the morning light by the lake Bones come to life when you pray your soul to take | |
[instrumental] | |
B G#m F#m E G#m F#m | |
[bridge] | |
G#m F#m | |
Ooooooh ooh ohh | |
G#m F#m D# | |
Ooooooh ooh ohh | |
[instrumental] | |
C#m B A#dim | |
B F#m | |
[verse] Never never let them tell you who you are Way down deep inside you, you don't have to look so far Boiling over and spilling on the stove Sing as you remember and sing as you grow | |
[bridge] | |
Ooooooh ooh ohh | |
Ooooooh ooh ohh | |
Ooooooh ooh ohh | |
Ooooooh ooh ohh | |
You Are Defined By the People Around You | |
Song A Day #549 | |
First Singing Note: A | |
[verse] | |
A E F#m D | |
You are defined by the people around you | |
A E F#m D | |
It’s not hard to find borders and schisms | |
A E F#m D | |
Corners, gaps, the membranes impenetrable | |
A E F#m D A | |
The house brick by brick, so empty it’s full | |
E F#m D A | |
The cellular automata that break all the rules | |
E F#m D A | |
The quantum mechanics that rule all the quarks | |
E F#m D | |
The limbs you go out on to get a response | |
[verse] | |
You are defined by the people around you | |
It’s not hard to find the waves and the patterns | |
The thoughts, the feelings, the memories inexorable | |
The minds so complete, they never find each other | |
The bees that are dancing, and the ants that leave pheromones | |
The dog that is talking to the duck with the fallopian tubes | |
That twist and contract to keep out a rapist | |
[verse] | |
You are defined by the people around you | |
It’s not hard to find the change and the crazy | |
The pendulum cut from one piece of matter and the | |
Chaos and order machines and living | |
Flesh on the bone and the sounds of the summer | |
The grass never growing, the desert succumbing | |
The breast of the girl that heaves for the soldier | |
[chorus:same chord progression as verse] | |
You are defined by the people around you | |
You are defined by the people around you | |
You are defined by the people around you | |
You are defined by the people around you | |
BIG FACE small face | |
Song #55 | |
First note sung: A# | |
F# | |
Hey, my face is really big | |
My face is really big | |
Hey, my face is really big | |
C# | |
My face is really small | |
F# A#m B C# | |
Sometimes your face is big | |
F# A#m B C# | |
Sometimes your face is small | |
F# A#m B C# | |
The trick is to know which is which | |
F# A#m B C# | |
And you will be powerful | |
D#m | |
Big face (kookoo kachoo) | |
C# | |
Small face (kookoo kachoo) | |
D#m | |
Big face (kookoo kachoo) | |
G#m C# | |
Small face (kookoo kachoo) | |
F# A#m B C# | |
Sometimes your face can be big | |
F# A#m B C# | |
Sometimes your face can be small | |
F# A#m B C# | |
The trick is to know which is which | |
F# A#m B C# | |
And then you’ll be powerful | |
For My Friend Jessica’s Mom’s Birthday | |
Song #58 | |
First note sung: C | |
C Dm F G | |
Marilyn Langlois was born in El Serido | |
C Dm F G | |
Marilyn Langlois grew up in the Bay | |
C Dm F G | |
Marilyn Langlois, I think she’s really neato | |
C Dm F G | |
Marilyn Langlois, today is her birthday | |
Am G | |
Her favorite color is green | |
F | |
She speaks five languages | |
C G | |
Is a radical activist and a mother of two | |
Am G | |
She loves taking hikes | |
F | |
Is learning to grow vegetables, vegetables | |
C G | |
And she works for the mayor of Richmond | |
C Dm F G | |
Marilyn Langlois x3 | |
C | |
Yeah | |
Shamus and Precious | |
Song #59 | |
First note sung: B | |
Bm-------F#------- | |
2X | |
Bm F# | |
Shamus and Precious, why you gotta slap each other? | |
Bm | |
You should be hugging | |
F# | |
You should hugging one another | |
Bm F# | |
Precious has a scar that’s healing from a knife fight that she got in last year | |
Bm | |
Shamus seen his father | |
F# | |
He’s in prison and I’ll never see him again | |
Bm F# | |
Shamus and Precious, why you slapping each other? | |
G | |
You should be hugging | |
F# | |
You should be ??? another | |
Bm | |
Precious, oh | |
Bm | |
Shamus, oh | |
F# | |
Shamus and Precious, oh | |
Bm | |
Precious, oh | |
Shamus, oh | |
F# | |
Shamus and Precious, oh yeah | |
Our House | |
Song #59 | |
First note sung: C | |
F | |
You got the Mario opera poster from years ago | |
B/F | |
Got the accordion, guitars, and the banjo | |
Bb | |
Got the green screen in the living room | |
C Gm | |
Got a green screen here in my room too | |
F | |
Got the blue light fixture that Ivory made | |
B/F | |
Got the big metal sculpture acting as a lampshade | |
Bb | |
Got the bikes hanging down in the living room | |
C Gm | |
Two wheeled friends | |
F | |
Got the NES and the SNES and my room’s a mess | |
B/F | |
360 and the Wii, I’m too poor for Sony | |
Bb | |
Got the books, mostly Ivory’s but some are mine | |
C Gm | |
Got Joey’s room, two bathrooms, empty bottles of wine | |
F | |
Ivory’s clouds up on the wall | |
B/F | |
Some spider plants and puppets make a jungle | |
Bb C Gm | |
It’s a nice place to live especially because it’s me, Joey, and Ivory | |
F B/F | |
This is how we do it at 2100 California | |
Bb C Gm | |
We have a good time at 2100 California | |
F B/F | |
This is how we do it | |
Bb | |
This is how we do it | |
C Gm | |
We have a good time here | |
F | |
The Duke Nukem Forever Song | |
Song A Day #611 | |
F#min | |
Some call it vapor | |
Some call it a fluke | |
Bmin | |
Some call it crazy | |
I call it the Duke | |
C#7 | |
Duke Nukem | |
F#min | |
Duke Nukem forever | |
Back in ’97 they announced the game | |
Here in 2010 thy released the thing | |
Duke Nukem | |
Duke Nukem forever | |
Bmin | |
On the first day of PAX | |
C#7 | |
Well 2K gave to us | |
F#min | |
Duke Nukem | |
Duke Nukem | |
Oh with aliens to shoot | |
And it’s playable to boot | |
Duke Nukem | |
Duke Nukem | |
It’s like seeing the ghost of a friend so dead | |
They’d just about been erased from your head | |
Duke Nukem | |
Duke Nukem forever | |
Here he is, no mystery | |
The most legendary vaporwear in history | |
Duke Nukem | |
Duke Nukem forever | |
On the first day of PAX | |
Well 2k gave to us | |
Duke Nukem | |
Duke Nukem | |
Oh with aliens to shoot | |
And it’s playable to boot | |
Duke Nukem | |
Duke Nukem | |
La di die di die | |
La di die di die | |
La di doe di doe | |
Duke Nuke foreve | |
Duke-uke-duke-duke | |
Duke Nukem | |
Duke Nukem forever | |
Well some call it vapor | |
Some call it a fluke | |
Some call it crazy | |
Some call it the Duke | |
Duke Nukem | |
Duke Nukem forever | |
Storefronts | |
Song A Day #612 | |
Gmaj Dmaj | |
What follows is a list | |
Amin | |
Of everything | |
Cmaj Dmaj | |
That makes me feel loneliness | |
What follows is a list | |
Of everything | |
That makes me feel loneliness | |
Abandoned storefronts | |
And painted signs | |
Empty and sprawling | |
Space lost to time | |
Wild meadows | |
With no human touch | |
I love being there | |
But it hurts me so much | |
Beautiful paintings | |
Like Cezanne or Dali | |
Through endless landscapes | |
A voice is calling | |
“Follow me | |
Follow me | |
Follow me | |
Follow me-e-e | |
The Giantesses Wish | |
Song A Day #613 | |
Ebmin Dbmaj | |
I am a giant | |
In a world of ants | |
I wonder about | |
Abmaj | |
Just looking for love | |
Alone up here | |
With clouds I dance | |
On all that happiness | |
I look down from above | |
I’m so depressed | |
Oh with no one to love | |
I am a giant | |
With no giantess | |
Birds and planes and sky | |
Are my friends | |
But put them all together | |
And they add up to less | |
Than my heart’s desire | |
A garden to tend | |
A garden, oh a woman | |
Oh to have and to hold | |
I am a giant | |
With no place to sleep | |
Just like a shark | |
I keep moving on | |
But I’m not mean | |
Like a shark | |
I weep for the pain | |
That I feel | |
In my heart’s only song | |
Where am I going? | |
Where have I been? | |
I am a giantess | |
I come from the south | |
I’ve wandered here looking | |
For someone to love | |
Kiss me now on the mouth | |
As we see all the happiness | |
From way up above | |
Now we are one | |
Now we have fun | |
Deer in the Woods, I Love You | |
Song A Day #614 | |
Fmaj | |
There’s a deer | |
Amin | |
In the woods | |
Bbmaj Cmaj | |
She’s afraid of me-e-e | |
I wanna be your friend | |
I just wanna be your friend | |
Cmaj Bbmaj | |
If I came here every day | |
Dmin | |
And just sat near you | |
Would you get used to me? | |
And let me hug you? | |
Fmaj Bbmaj Fmaj | |
Deer in the woods | |
Cmaj | |
(In the woods) | |
Deer in the woods | |
(In the woods) | |
I know you | |
Must protect | |
Your two little baby fawns | |
But I wanna be your friend | |
I just wanna be your friend | |
If I fed you some yummy food | |
(Some hayyyy) | |
If I told you that I loved you | |
Would you understand? | |
Deer in the woods | |
(In the woods) | |
Deer in the woods | |
(In the woods) | |
Amin Cmaj | |
Humans and animals | |
Gmin | |
They’re separated | |
(They’re separated) | |
But now the situation is desperated | |
(Desperated) | |
Dmin Amin Gmin | |
If we can find our way back home | |
(Way back home) | |
Then it’ll be time | |
Cmaj | |
To say goodbye, oh | |
Mrs. Deer | |
I’ll be here | |
And I’ll watch you from afar | |
I wanna be your friend | |
I just wanna be your friend | |
Someday you’ll realize | |
I mean you no harm | |
And you’ll inspire me | |
To start a farm | |
Deer in the woods | |
(In the woods) | |
Deer in the woods | |
(In the woods) | |
Deer in the woods | |
(In the woods) | |
I’m Going to the Dentist Again | |
Song A Day #615 | |
Cmaj Amin | |
I’m going to the dentist again | |
Dmin Gmaj | |
Gonna get my cavity filled | |
Cmaj Dmin | |
I’m going to the dentist again | |
Emin Gmaj | |
Gonna get my cavity filled | |
Amin Gmaj Fmaj E7 | |
I hope they knock me out with the gas | |
So it feels like it goes real fast, oh | |
I hope they knock me out with the gas | |
So it goes real real fast, oh | |
Burn the Quoran (The Song) | |
Song A Day #616 | |
If Jesus were alive today | |
He’d take a look at the world | |
And he would say | |
“Remember all the stuff | |
About love and forgiveness? | |
Yeah I changed my mind | |
So let’s get down to business” | |
“It’s all about hate of those | |
That are different than you | |
And fear, a fear | |
Of anything new | |
If it’s strange then you should kill it | |
I’m the son of God | |
And that’s my will | |
Let’s burn the Koran | |
(Let’s burn the Koran) | |
Let’s kill every Muslim | |
(Let’s kill every Muslim) | |
It’s a mighty good plan | |
(It’s a mighty good plan) | |
God wants us to | |
(God wants us to) | |
Let’s burn the Koran | |
(Let’s burn the Koran) | |
And teach ‘em a lesson | |
(Teach ‘em a lesson) | |
Feel the hand of God | |
Smite them down | |
Oooh ooh ooh” | |
Last time I checked | |
This was America | |
And I have the right | |
To burn what I want | |
Is Islam even a religion anyway? | |
They don’t count Jesus | |
And those ropes are kind of gay | |
Cuz they’re all terrorists | |
And they wanna kill us | |
Our freedom to shop | |
And we’re free to burn books | |
Read the Bible | |
There’s only one God | |
And they don’t got him | |
They don’t got him at all | |
Let’s burn the Koran | |
(Let’s burn the Koran) | |
Let’s kill every Muslim | |
(Let’s kill every Muslim) | |
Oh it’s a mighty good plan | |
(It’s a mighty good plan) | |
God wants us to | |
(God wants us to) | |
Let’s burn the Koran | |
(Let’s burn the Koran) | |
It’ll teach ‘em a lesson | |
(Teach ‘em a lesson) | |
Feel the hand of God | |
Smite them down | |
Oooh ooh ooh” | |
Hate speaks louder than love | |
Look in our logo, a dove | |
The dove means death from above | |
If you don’t believe | |
What we believe | |
Then you are covered in sin | |
But we aren’t inviting you in | |
And you will never be forgiven | |
It’s blasphemous | |
It’s blasphemous | |
When Jesus returns for Judgment Day | |
He’ll see what we’ve done | |
And he’ll whisk us away | |
Forty virgins for every guy | |
And that great big Wal-Mart in the sky | |
And you | |
Well you’re going to hell | |
If you’re gay, black, or brown | |
Or I just can’t tell | |
If you don’t look like me | |
If you don’t believe | |
What I believe | |
I’ll burn your Korans | |
(Let’s burn the Koran) | |
Kill every Muslim | |
(Let’s kill every Muslim) | |
It’s a mighty good plan | |
(It’s a mighty good plan) | |
God wants us to | |
(God wants us to) | |
We’ll burn the Koran | |
(We’ll burn the Koran) | |
And teach ‘em a lesson | |
(Teach ‘em a lesson) | |
Feel the hand of God | |
Smite them down | |
Oooh ooh ooh” | |
The Strange Case of the Hello Farm | |
Song A Day #617 | |
Cmaj | |
There was a lady | |
Fmaj | |
She had a farm | |
Gmaj Cmaj | |
With lots of different animals that she loved | |
Fmaj | |
But these animals | |
Amin | |
They were not normal | |
Gmaj | |
They all sounded exactly the same | |
Cmaj | |
So the cow said “hello” | |
And the pig said “hello” | |
Fmaj | |
And the duck said “hello” | |
And the rabbit said “hello” | |
Gmaj | |
And the goose said “hello” | |
And the sheep said “hello” | |
Amin | |
And the goat said “hello” | |
And the horse said “hello” | |
And the hippo said “hello” | |
And the tiger said “hello” | |
And the ostrich “hello” | |
And the tortoise “hello” | |
And the T-rex “hello” | |
And the lemur “’hello” | |
And the house cat “hello” | |
And the monkey “hello” | |
Facebook Memories | |
Song A Day #618 | |
Dmin | |
Memories | |
Cmaj | |
So many years go by | |
Dmin | |
Can it be | |
Gmin | |
It all happened but you | |
Don’t know why | |
Dmin | |
Facebook in the past | |
A fleeting glimpse of who you were | |
And nothing ever lasts | |
Was it you, can you be sure? | |
And time cuts you off | |
From all those things you did | |
Gmin | |
The feeling slips away | |
Dmin | |
But the record lives | |
Fmaj Cmaj Bbmaj | |
When you go back in time | |
There’s a feeling you find | |
On the screen, in your mind | |
Cut out the sadness | |
Cut out the bad days | |
And what you’re left with | |
Is love and always | |
Love and always | |
Ooooh ah ooh | |
Love and always | |
Ooooh ah ooh | |
Love and always | |
Ooooh ah ooh | |
Love and always | |
Dmin | |
Tell me what you see | |
Cmaj | |
Tell me what you see | |
Tell me what you see | |
Tell me what you see | |
Tell me what you see | |
Tell me what you see | |
I was livin in L.A. | |
Barely getting by | |
She picked me up at a party | |
Said “baby you’re my guy” | |
Fmaj | |
I was laying in the grass | |
Talking on the telephone | |
Bbmaj | |
I was living in the past | |
Alone and not alone | |
Fmaj | |
And she was making darts | |
And she made a perfect one | |
Cmaj | |
And that’s just how it starts | |
Underneath the summer sun | |
Underneath the summer sun | |
Underneath the summer sun | |
Underneath the summer sun | |
Underneath the summer | |
Bbmaj | |
Underneath the summer sun | |
When you go back in time | |
There’s a feeling you find | |
On the screen, in your mind | |
Cut out the sadness | |
Cut out the bad days | |
And what you’re left with | |
Is love and always | |
Oooh oh ah ohh | |
Love and always | |
Oooh oh ah ohh | |
Love and always | |
Oooh oh ah ohh | |
Love and always | |
Oooh oh ah ohh | |
Love and always | |
The Ballad of Terry Jones and His Syndicated Bigoted Buffoonery | |
Song A Day #619 | |
Cmaj Fmaj Gmaj | |
Terry Jones backed down | |
Amin Gmaj | |
Decided not to burn the Koran | |
Cmaj Fmaj Gmaj Cmaj | |
And you could look at this and say | |
“What’s your deal? | |
This is a selfish plan” | |
Dmin | |
To play the media | |
Amin | |
Bring attention to his cause | |
Gmaj | |
But regardless of what you think | |
Fmaj Gmaj | |
His hatred and intolerance is real | |
Cmaj Fmaj Dmin Gmaj | |
Every day we are getting closer to | |
Amin Gmaj Fmaj | |
Some kind of explosion | |
Folks like Terry Jones will be responsible | |
Whether he believes half of what he says | |
Fmaj Gmaj | |
The feelings are there | |
Terry Jones, Glenn Beck | |
The words they use are full of sparks | |
A country is a tinderbox | |
And their fire will explode the dark | |
People are pissed off | |
And rightfully so | |
But because they’re obsessed with race or religion | |
They’re missing the point | |
And so every day we are getting closer | |
To some kind of explosion | |
And folks like Terry Jones | |
Will be responsible | |
Whether he believes half of what he says | |
The feelings are there | |
Emaj | |
Now, I’m not saying | |
Gmaj | |
That I have all the answers | |
Amin | |
But if you want to make a difference | |
Gmaj | |
It’s in the choices | |
In the choices | |
Emin | |
In the choices | |
In the choices | |
Amaj | |
That you make | |
Terry Jones quotes the Bible | |
But the Bible’s just a book | |
And it’s full of contradictions | |
And it’s how you choose to read it | |
That creates your convictions | |
Uh huh | |
I say Jesus would have never wanted this | |
Your grandstanding | |
And your red faces | |
And your clinched fists | |
So every day we are getting closer | |
To some kind of explosion | |
And folks like Terry Jones | |
Will be responsible | |
Whether he believes half of what he says | |
The feelings are there | |
The feelings are there | |
Knock Knock | |
Song #61 | |
First note sung: D | |
Dm---------------Gm--------------- | |
Dm | |
Knock, knock | |
Who’s there? | |
Nobody’s there | |
Knock, knock | |
Who’s there? | |
A body’s there | |
Gm | |
Knock, knock | |
Who’s there? | |
An apple not a pear | |
Knock, knock | |
Who’s there? | |
Circle not a square | |
Dm | |
Knock, knock | |
Who’s there? | |
Tea that was traded fair | |
Knock, knock | |
Who’s there? | |
A pile of underwear | |
Gm | |
Knock, knock | |
Who’s there? | |
A monkey with an evil stare | |
Knock, knock | |
Who’s there? | |
A girl with long black hair | |
Dm Em | |
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock | |
Dm | |
The End of the World Dance | |
Song A Day #620 | |
Dmaj Gmaj | |
I dreamt that waves of empty parking lots | |
Amaj | |
Were suddenly filled with blood | |
Out of rotting supermarkets | |
Lines of dancing food | |
Bmin Gmaj | |
Kittens purred | |
Bmin Amaj | |
A tornado stirred | |
Dmaj Amaj | |
And no one knew what to do | |
The rain was splashing down | |
On the hoods of abandoned cars | |
A man with baggy jeans | |
Stood repeating the word “guitar” | |
Lightning struck him | |
He became tur-duck-en | |
And no one | |
Knew what to do | |
Dmaj Gmaj Amaj | |
It’s the end of the world dance | |
The apocalyptic romance | |
Bmin Gmaj | |
When all the snowmen melt | |
Bmin Amaj | |
And the sun leaves gaping welts | |
Dmaj Amaj Dmaj | |
And no one knows what to do | |
Dairy cows kill farmers | |
Pigs eat human flesh | |
When asked if they enjoy it | |
They answer more or less | |
And explosion, a sigh | |
An archangel in the sky | |
And no one knew what to do | |
Jesus cam and said “yep | |
It’s all according to plan | |
Four horsemen were there | |
Singing songs | |
Written by Jonathan Mann | |
Aliens watched | |
Sipping 20-year old scotch | |
And no one knew what to do | |
It’s the end of the world dance | |
The apocalyptic romance | |
When all the snowmen melt | |
When the sun leaves gaping welts | |
And no one knows what to do | |
A pile of men was burning | |
In the middle of a field | |
Another pile of men | |
Was using the first pile as a shield | |
Bitter bold | |
Thunder rolled | |
And no one knew what to do | |
Some hid under rocks | |
Some hid underground | |
As the ocean riding tide | |
And the waves began to pound | |
Sky fell | |
The earth swelled | |
And no one knew what to do | |
It’s the end of the world dance | |
The apocalyptic romance | |
When all the snowmen melt | |
When the sun leaves gaping welts | |
And no one knows what to do | |
Computers came to life | |
And started taking over | |
I saw a man get sucked | |
Into a leaf blower | |
Sirens wailed | |
The internet failed | |
And no one knew what to do | |
Religious wars all ended | |
And everyone got along | |
The melody of Armageddon | |
Was their dying song | |
Horses neighed | |
The band played | |
And no one knew what to do | |
It’s the end of the world dance | |
The apocalyptic romance | |
When all the snowmen melt | |
When the sun leaves gaping welts | |
And no one knows what to do | |
Hell was filling up | |
And heaven overflowed | |
Neither of them were built | |
To carry such a load | |
Out of space | |
The human race | |
And no one knew what to do | |
Bodies floating freely | |
Out among the stars | |
Winter vines and hydrogen cells | |
Mixed with electric cars | |
Nowhere to go | |
With your family in tow | |
And no one knew what to do | |
It’s the end of the world dance | |
The apocalyptic romance | |
When all the snowmen melt | |
And the sun leaves gaping welts | |
And no one knows what to do | |
Pumpkins and bananas fought | |
On the steps of Capitol Hill | |
A police officer came up | |
As his guts began to spill | |
Banana won | |
And he set off towards the sun | |
And no one knew what to do | |
Animals and machines | |
Started mating wildly | |
Mechanized rhinoceroses | |
To put it mildly | |
Robo-giraffe | |
Mecha-hyena laugh | |
And no one knew what to do | |
It’s the end of the world dance | |
The apocalyptic romance | |
When all the snowmen melt | |
When the sun leaves gaping welts | |
And no one knows what to do | |
Well I toiled in the bank vault | |
But my heart was in a storm | |
Though each limb was cold | |
My center was still warm | |
I felt her touch | |
She popped the clutch | |
And no one knew what to do | |
Riding in the backseat | |
I slept until I woke | |
The air was hot and stuffy | |
Dark and filled with smoke | |
My home was gone | |
The road stretched on | |
And no one knew what to do | |
It’s the end of the world dance | |
The apocalyptic romance | |
When all the snowmen melt | |
When the sun leaves gaping welts | |
And no one knows what to do | |
The Google Instant Song | |
Song A Day #621 | |
Fmaj Cmaj | |
Google Instant is a symptom | |
Bbmaj Fmaj | |
Of our modern life | |
Master blaster, faster faster | |
Reach the speed of light | |
Dmin | |
Karate chop | |
Cmaj | |
Narbacular drop | |
Bbmaj | |
Houdou | |
Cmaj | |
And ker pow | |
Fmaj Cmaj | |
It’s getting late | |
Bbmaj Fmaj | |
Don’t wanna wait | |
I want the answer now | |
It’s getting late | |
Don’t wanna wait | |
I want the answer now | |
Fmaj Cmaj | |
Google Instant | |
Dmin Bbmaj | |
Fast as you can type | |
Blink and you might miss it | |
Your entire life | |
Google Google Google Google | |
Google Google Google Google | |
The internet | |
Is Bob Fett | |
It’s you it will depose | |
Unlock the cage | |
And disengage | |
And stop and smell a rose | |
Let’s build a fort | |
‘Cause life is short | |
You’re dead before you know | |
It’s sad, oh gee | |
What I’d love to see | |
Is Google slow | |
It’s sad, oh gee | |
What I’d love to see | |
Is Googleeeee slowwww | |
I get lost | |
Sometimes inside the tubes | |
Checking stats | |
Looking at cats | |
Porn | |
And pwning noobs | |
Now there’s Google Instant | |
And it’s fast as you can type | |
If you blink then you might miss it | |
Your entire life | |
Bbmaj Fmaj | |
YOUR ENTIRE LIFE | |
Questions for Coco | |
Song A Day #622 | |
Dmaj Bmin Gmaj | |
Coco you’re a tall, handsome Irishman | |
F#min Amaj | |
Do you ever get sick of the attention? | |
Dmaj Bmin Gmaj | |
Do you ever think about revenge | |
Dmaj Gmaj Amaj | |
On those that have done you wrong? | |
Dmaj Gmaj | |
Coco, Coco | |
Bmin Amaj | |
Conan O’Brien, oh | |
Coco, Coco | |
Conan O’Brien, oh | |
Will you bring back Jonathan Richman | |
As the musical guest | |
He is my favorite man | |
I guess that’s it for my questions | |
I don’t want this song to be too long | |
Coco, Coco | |
Conan O’Brien, oh | |
Coco, Coco | |
Conan O’Brien, oh | |
Gmaj | |
One more thing | |
Amaj Dmaj | |
I went to school with Nell | |
Questions for Coco | |
Song A Day #622 | |
Coco you’re a tall, handsome Irishman | |
Do you ever get sick of the attention? | |
Do you ever think about revenge | |
On those that have done you wrong? | |
Coco, Coco | |
Conan O’Brien, oh | |
Coco, Coco | |
Conan O’Brien, oh | |
Will you bring back Jonathan Richman | |
As the musical guest | |
He is my favorite man | |
I guess that’s it for my questions | |
I don’t want this song to be too long | |
Coco, Coco | |
Conan O’Brien, oh | |
Coco, Coco | |
Conan O’Brien, oh | |
One more thing | |
I went to school with Nell | |
Tell Me Why | |
Song A Day #624 | |
Fmaj | |
Tell me why, when I fall | |
Would the world wanna catch me? | |
Dmin | |
I’m not an animal anymore | |
Tell me why, in the sun | |
I can look and lose my hearing | |
I’m not afraid of anything | |
I was a man, was a man | |
In the morning | |
Then I changed | |
I’m sorry | |
I turned around, turned around | |
And I saw you | |
In the light | |
Very clearly | |
Fmaj Bbmaj Fmaj | |
Please mister, please mister | |
Gmin Fmaj | |
I don’t even know | |
Dmin | |
If my head’s on straight | |
Whoa baby, hey baby | |
I can’t get used to the changes | |
In my way | |
Tell me why | |
(Tell me why, tell me why) | |
Tell me why it’s gotta be that way | |
(Tell me why, tell me why) | |
(Tell me why, tell me why) | |
Tell me why | |
(Tell me why, tell me why) | |
(Tell me why, tell me why) | |
Why it’s gotta be that way | |
(Tell me why, tell me why) | |
(Tell me why, tell me why) | |
Yeah yeah | |
I was a man, was a man | |
In the morning | |
Then I changed | |
And I’m sorry | |
When it Rains it Pours | |
Song A Day #625 | |
Cmaj Amaj | |
When it rains, it pours | |
Gmaj Dmaj | |
And all that means is that | |
Sometimes you’re hungry | |
And sometimes you have too much food | |
Auto-Tune the Bronado | |
Song A Day #626 | |
Amin Gmaj Fmaj Emaj | |
Tornado motherfucker | |
Tornado motherfucker | |
Oh my God, we’re getting nailed | |
Oh my God | |
Oh my God | |
Oh my God, we’re getting nailed | |
Oh my God | |
Oh my God | |
Dude, dude, dude | |
Dude it’s coming | |
What? | |
Dude, dude, dude | |
Dude it’s coming | |
What? | |
Holy fuck | |
Holy shit | |
Inside, now go! | |
Ahahahaha | |
Holy fuck | |
Holy shit | |
Inside, now go! | |
Ahahahaha | |
Holy shit | |
This is fucking crazy | |
Look at that | |
Look at the tree! | |
Look at the tree! | |
Look at the tree! | |
Dude, dude, dude | |
Dude it’s coming | |
What? | |
Dude, dude, dude | |
Dude it’s coming | |
What? | |
Dude, inside bro | |
Cause the wind | |
The wind is crazy | |
Ooooh it’s funneling | |
The wind, the wind is crazy | |
Tornado motherfucker | |
Tornado motherfucker | |
Oh my God, we’re getting nailed | |
Oh my God | |
Oh my God | |
Oh my God, we’re getting nailed | |
Oh my God | |
Oh my God | |
Dude, dude, dude | |
Dude here it comes | |
What? | |
Dude, dude, dude | |
Dude here it comes | |
What? | |
Dude, dude, dude | |
Dude here it comes | |
What? | |
Dude, dude, dude | |
Dude here it comes | |
What? | |
Steve Jobs is a Secret Ninja | |
Song A Day #627 | |
Bbmaj Fmaj | |
Steve Jobs is a secret ninja | |
Gmin | |
Which is obvious | |
Ebmaj | |
When you think about it | |
He can vanish in | |
A puff of smoke | |
These aren’t the droids you’re looking for | |
Bbmaj | |
Reality distortion | |
Dmin Ebmaj | |
Yeah, yeah | |
Ninja special agent | |
Yeah yeah | |
Oprah Auto-Tuned | |
Song A Day #628 | |
Amin | |
‘Cause after all | |
Bbmaj | |
This really is | |
Fmaj | |
Really really is | |
My 25th season | |
This is really my last chance to do something | |
Really, really big | |
Bbmaj Cmaj | |
And if you want to do something big | |
Dmin Cmaj | |
You will want to take along | |
Bbmaj Amin | |
Your ultimate fans | |
Gmin | |
Where would I most want to go? | |
Bbmaj | |
Where would I most want to go? | |
Cmaj | |
Maybe I should take all of you | |
With me | |
To… | |
Where would I most want to go? | |
Where would I most want to go? | |
Maybe I should take all of you | |
With me | |
To… | |
The other side of the world | |
Fmaj Bbmaj Cmaj | |
We’re going to Australia!!!! | |
John Travolta | |
John Travolta | |
John Travolta | |
John Travolta | |
Captain Travolta | |
Captain Travolta | |
Captain Travolta | |
Captain Travolta | |
‘Cause after all | |
This really is | |
Really really is | |
My 25th season | |
Bristol Palin Dancing | |
Song A Day #629 | |
Gmin Dmin | |
As we keep descending | |
Cmaj Bbmaj | |
Into ever-increasing absurdity | |
It’s hard sometimes to notice | |
Like a frog boiled slowly | |
And by the time we’re cooked | |
Sarah Palin will be president | |
It’s the natural conclusion | |
Of obsession with celebrity | |
Here is a clip of Bristol Palin | |
Promoting abstinence | |
Her mother belongs to the party | |
That calls themselves Conservative | |
Double, double, double speak | |
And it works | |
It works so well | |
As they’re dancing cheek to cheek | |
And we look on from hell | |
Gmin Fmaj | |
Dance Bristol dance | |
Dmin Ebmaj | |
Dance and make your mother proud | |
Dance Bristol dance | |
Dance and make your mother proud | |
Dance Bristol dance | |
Dance and make your mother proud | |
Dance Bristol dance | |
Dance and make your mother proud | |
I’m the Same as I Ever Was | |
Song #62 | |
First note sung: B | |
Bm Am | |
I’m the same as I ever was | |
Bm | |
I build up faith | |
Am G | |
I build up dust | |
Bm Am | |
I’m not afraid of what may come | |
Bm Am | |
I’m just the same as I ever was | |
G | |
As I ever was | |
YouTube Pre-Roll Ads | |
Song A Day #630 | |
Fmaj | |
Song-a-Day | |
F7 | |
Is the only way | |
Dmin Cmaj | |
That I make any money | |
Bbmaj | |
It’s kind of funny | |
Amin | |
Actually | |
Hahahaha | |
Gmin Dmin Cmaj | |
That I make any money at all, allll | |
And so now I will allow | |
YouTube to run ads | |
It’s not ideal, but there it is | |
Ohohohohohohoh | |
Pre-roll ads pay the most | |
If you watch me every day | |
Please don’t turn away | |
A boy has got to eat | |
Right? | |
Until the day | |
That I find a way | |
To sell my music to the masses | |
Or teach classes | |
On songwriting | |
Fun fun fun fun | |
I’ll have to keeps these ads | |
Up and running | |
Fmaj Gmin Bbmsj Cmaj | |
YouTube pre-roll ads | |
YouTube pre-roll ads | |
YouTube pre-roll ads | |
YouTube pre-roll ads | |
Humanity Stands | |
Song A Day #631 | |
Gmaj | |
Climbing the hill | |
Cmaj | |
Taking my pills | |
Dmaj Gmaj | |
Please don’t make me hold up a sign | |
If God wasn’t dead | |
He’d be shaking his head | |
Saying | |
“Well it wasn’t from lack of trying” | |
Cmaj | |
‘Cause there’s no one around | |
That can pick up the sound | |
Amin Dmaj | |
That deep, dark rumble and roar | |
So we all stand | |
With our heads in the sand | |
Not really even knowing what for | |
I’m just a-watching the clock | |
Pushing that rock | |
Bargain bin, $10 off | |
Wake me up when | |
We’re human again | |
When we find out the joke is on us | |
‘Cause no one can see | |
The storm that’s coming | |
With a hoot and a holler, oh boy | |
So we all stand | |
With our heads in the sand | |
As if it’s something we enjoy | |
Dmin Fmaj Gmaj | |
So I’m a keep beating that drum | |
Trying not to seem dumb | |
But failing at it most of the time | |
It’s how you begin | |
With humanity’s sin | |
And end up with humanity’s crime | |
But humanity’s charm | |
Is a twist of an arm | |
And a slip-slap across the face | |
So we all stand | |
With our heads in the sand | |
Convinced we all like this place | |
I said so we all stand | |
With our heads in the sand | |
Convinced that we all like this place | |
Cosmoceratops | |
Song A Day #632 | |
Amin Bmin Cmaj E6 | |
In a pre-historic, Utah swamp | |
Back when dinosaurs used to stomp and romp | |
Fmaj Gmaj Fmaj Gmaj | |
Among ancestors of eucalyptus and pine | |
It was an all-plant diet that kept him fed | |
He had 15 horns upon his 7-foot head | |
Yeah, a Cosmoceratops | |
He was a friend of mine | |
Fmaj | |
All through the swamp | |
Amin | |
We would roam | |
Gmaj | |
Cosmoceratops and me | |
Fmaj Bbmaj | |
Resting for a while in his tree fort home | |
Amin Gmaj | |
Hiding from giant bees | |
Cmaj | |
Well Cosmoceratops | |
Fmaj | |
I would like to give you props | |
Dmin | |
On your horns | |
Gmaj | |
Your 15 gleaming horns | |
Yeah your days would be terse | |
With potential predators | |
They’d be warned | |
They would stay away | |
Oh Cosmoceratops, whoa | |
I said Cosmoceratops | |
Whoa, oh whoa | |
Well 7600 years ago | |
My friend looked up at the cosmos | |
And said “someday, we’re all gonna die” | |
He had a premonition then, of things to come | |
He was 15 feet long | |
And weighed 2.5 tons | |
I patted him on the back | |
When he started to cry | |
We climb to the top of an old swamp hill | |
Cosmoceratops and I | |
A beautiful land, hot and still | |
Restless and teeming with life | |
Well Cosmoceratops, I would like to give you props | |
On your horns | |
15 gleaming horns | |
Your days would be terse | |
With potential predators | |
They’d be warned | |
They would stay away | |
I say Cosmoceratops, whoa | |
I say Cosmoceratops, whoa | |
I say Cosmoceratops, whoa oh oh oh | |
Cosmoceratops, whoa | |
Yeah | |
Lady Gaga DADT Speech Autotuned | |
Song A Day #633 | |
Dmin | |
I wrote this speech, this address, myself | |
I spent 48 hours trying to find the perfect thing to say | |
Doesn’t it seem to be | |
Cmaj A6 | |
That “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” is backward | |
B-b-b-backward | |
Doesn’t it seem to be | |
Based on the constitution of the United States | |
Dmin Bmaj Cmaj Amaj | |
That we’re penalizing the wrong soldier | |
Penalizing the wrong solider | |
Penalizing the wrong soldier | |
Doesn’t it seem to you | |
That we should send home the prejudice | |
The prejudice | |
The straight soldier | |
Who hates the gay soldier | |
The straight soldier | |
Who has prejudice in his heart, in his heart | |
The straight soldier | |
Who hates the gay soldier | |
The straight soldier | |
Who has prejudice in his heart, in his heart | |
Fmaj Cmaj | |
In a space where the military asks him | |
Dmin Cmaj | |
To hold our core American values | |
He instead harbors hate (hare!) | |
And he gets to stay and fight for our country | |
Should soldiers and the government | |
Be able to pick and choose | |
What we are fighting for? | |
Or who we are fighting for? | |
I wasn’t aware of this ambiguity | |
I thought the Constitution was ultimate | |
I thought equality was non-negotiable | |
Non-negotiable | |
N-n-n-non-negotiable | |
Non-negotiable | |
N-n-n-non-negotiable | |
The straight soldier | |
Who hates the gay soldier | |
The straight soldier | |
Who has prejudice in his heart, in his heart | |
The straight soldier | |
Who hates the gay soldier | |
The straight soldier | |
Who has prejudice in his heart, in his heart | |
Are you listening?? | |
The Ballad of Teresa Lewis | |
Song A Day #634 | |
Gmin | |
I don’t know you | |
Ebmaj Bbmaj | |
I don’t know your life | |
Fmaj | |
I don’t know about your IQ | |
D7 | |
And I don’t know what it’s like | |
Living in Virginia | |
It’s for lovers, so they say | |
Love is all, love is strong | |
It’s powerful and strange | |
Ebmaj | |
Some deserve to live | |
Fmaj | |
Some deserve to die | |
Bbmaj Gmin | |
Who can make that judgment for sure | |
We can learn to forgive | |
Take an eye for an eye | |
But Virginia felt equipped to judge her | |
Ebmaj Fmaj Gmin | |
Virginia felt equipped to judge her | |
There are some that believe | |
That life is black and white | |
And that justice is achieved | |
When there’s confessions and there’s proof | |
There are those of us that know | |
That life’s a lot more gray | |
And no matter how deep you go | |
There’s always a deeper truth | |
Some deserve to die | |
Some deserve to live | |
Who can make that judgment for sure | |
Take an eye for an eye | |
Or learn to forgive | |
But Virginia felt equipped to judge her | |
Virginia felt equipped to judge her | |
If you see Jesus on the road | |
Ask him what he thinks | |
He’ll say he doesn’t know | |
Or that he died alone | |
There’s no barriers or walls | |
And every life we take | |
Diminishes us all | |
It’s written in our bones | |
And some deserve to live | |
And some deserve to die | |
Who can make that judgment for sure | |
We can learn to forgive | |
Or take an eye for an eye | |
But Virginia felt equipped to judge her | |
Oh Virginia felt equipped to judge her | |
The Hippo and the Crocodile | |
Song A Day #635 | |
Gmaj | |
Hippopotamus (hippopotamus) | |
Hippopotamus (hippopotamus) | |
Bmin | |
Crocodile (oh) | |
Crocodile (oh) | |
Hippopotamus (hippopotamus) | |
Hippopotamus (hippopotamus) | |
Crocodile (oh) | |
Crocodile (oh) | |
Gmaj | |
I wanna eat you | |
Munch you, crunch you | |
Amin | |
Hippo, croc, oh gee would munch you | |
Have a lot of teeth | |
But I’m not scared | |
Emin Dmaj | |
‘Cause I can kick your ass | |
Gmaj | |
Hippopotamus, oh | |
Emin Dmaj | |
Loves the crocodile | |
Loves to chew on him | |
In the sun for a while | |
Hippopotamus (hippopotamus) | |
Hippopotamus (hippopotamus) | |
Crocodile (oh) | |
Crocodile (oh) | |
Hippopotamus (hippopotamus) | |
Hippopotamus (hippopotamus) | |
Crocodile (oh) | |
Crocodile (oh) | |
Hippopotamus, oh | |
Loves the crocodile | |
Loves to chew on him | |
In the sun for a while | |
Hippopotamus (hippopotamus) | |
Hippopotamus (hippopotamus) | |
Crocodile (oh) | |
Crocodile (oh) | |
Hippopotamus (hippopotamus) | |
Hippopotamus (hippopotamus) | |
Crocodile (oh) | |
Crocodile (oh) | |
Close Your Eyes | |
Song A Day #636 | |
Emaj Amaj Bmaj | |
Heat wave in L.A. | |
Tornado in New York | |
Time to deny me, some climate change | |
Crawl into a hole | |
G#7 F#min Bmaj | |
No it’s not, it’s not, it’s not happening | |
No it’s not, it’s not, it’s not happening | |
Go to the internet | |
You can’t predict earthquakes | |
But let me remind you | |
Lest you forget | |
They can predict climate change | |
No it’s not, it’s not, it’s not happening | |
No it’s not, it’s not, it’s not happening | |
Amaj | |
It’s not the end of days | |
G#min | |
That the Bible speaks about | |
F#min | |
It’s not the Myan calendar | |
G#min | |
That the crazies dream about | |
It’s not magnetic shifting | |
Of the poles, of the poles | |
It’s humans and it’s nature | |
And it’s taking its tolls | |
Lakes are drying up | |
The water’s running out | |
The oceans are dying quick | |
The oil didn’t help | |
No it’s not, it’s not, it’s not happening | |
Close your eyes | |
No it’s not, it’s not, it’s not happening | |
Close your eyes | |
That’s all you get | |
Back to Where I Started From | |
Song A Day #637 | |
Ebmaj | |
Back I'm going back Abmaj Bbmaj | |
Back to where I started from | |
Back I'm going back, oh Back to where I started from Cmin Bbmaj | |
It's not, no it's not Abmaj | |
The place that I call my home Bbmaj Ebmaj | |
But it's where I'm going, oh | |
Ebmaj Abmaj Every time you set out Bbmaj Cmin | |
You find out what you are made of Getting lost and lost control You face the thing you're most afraid of I was gone but now I'm back In the space my face reflects the changes Blue sky above me says Do your best to stay outrageous | |
Do your best to remain outrageous | |
Back I'm going back Back to where I started from | |
Back I'm going back, oh Back to where I started from It's not, no it's not The place that I call my home But it's where I'm going, oh Mother nature outside Mother nature inside you screaming Remembering the first time Parse the clues to find some meaning If the meaning isn't there Mocking birds will start to singing City sounds around you will Hark the windy angel bringing | |
Bringing me back | |
Back I'm going back Back to where I started from | |
Back I'm going back, oh Back to where I started from It's not, no it's not The place that I call my home But it's where I'm going, oh Fences neighbors ratio Good to bad and there's a difference Turn up the radio You're on the road To deliverance I wandered far and wound up here I'll never stay away for long Gravity and magnetic fields The pull the pull is just too strong | |
Back I'm going back Back to where I started from | |
Back I'm going back, oh Back to where I started from It's not, no it's not The place that I call my home But it's where I'm going, oh | |
Congratulations to TechCrunch | |
Song A Day #638 | |
Bbmaj Dmin Ebmaj | |
I know we’ve had our differences | |
Ebmin | |
In the past | |
Some nasty words were said and sung | |
But those feelings were recast | |
I read you every day | |
Every day I write a song | |
And when my songs are relevant | |
Sometimes you pass them right along | |
Bbmaj | |
Though some commenters | |
Fmaj | |
Seem to hate me | |
Gmin | |
I don’t take it personal | |
Ebmaj | |
We’re all just doing our best out here | |
In the dusty old wild and virtual | |
Bbmaj Dmin | |
So congratulations TechCrunch | |
Ebmaj Fmaj | |
On the acquisition | |
AOL owns a lot of blogs | |
I read several of ‘em | |
(Several of ‘em) | |
Gmin Ebmaj Fmaj | |
I hope you will not change | |
(Not change) | |
And the feeling stays the same | |
(Stays the same) | |
Bbmaj Dmin Ebmaj Fmaj | |
And you continue to grow | |
And you continue to grow | |
TechCrunch | |
Grow | |
The Canfield Song | |
Song A Day #639 | |
Bbmaj Ebmaj | |
I walked into Canfield | |
Fmaj | |
Six years after I left | |
They still got a big T.V. | |
And video games galore | |
Gmin Bbmaj | |
Hooray | |
Gmin Fmaj | |
Hooray | |
Gmin Fmaj | |
It warms the cockles of my heart | |
Well look at this Nintendo box | |
And its Lord of the Rings: The Game | |
Are there still rats in the walls | |
Oh look, it’s Richard Diebenkorn | |
Hooray | |
Hooray | |
Well it warms the cockles of my heart | |
Canfield you’re cool as can be | |
Canfield you’re the only house for me | |
Bennington College, I Love You | |
Song A Day #640 | |
Fmaj | |
From the year 2000 | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
To 2004 | |
Cmaj | |
I belonged to you | |
Bbmaj | |
You belonged to me | |
Six years later and I’m still yours | |
You’re still mine | |
We’ll continue to be | |
Dmin | |
Though everything’s changed | |
Cmaj | |
And the student center’s weird | |
A7 Dmin | |
And the downstairs café | |
Cmaj | |
Is no longer a pit | |
The feeling’s the same | |
Kapps looks cool | |
All the walkways and the streetlamps | |
I can barely believe it | |
Yeah I don’t wanna come back | |
For at least six more years | |
It’s bittersweet ‘cause being here | |
Is like being in the womb | |
And all of my struggles out there in the world | |
Seem so far away | |
When I stand in my old room | |
People I knew, and seeing them again | |
So much more powerful than on Facebook, oh no | |
I love them all | |
And our time is too short | |
Wanna wrap them up and take them with me | |
When I go | |
Wanna wrap them up and take them with me | |
When I go | |
Bennington | |
Bennington | |
Bennington | |
I love you | |
Bennington | |
Bennington | |
Bennington | |
I love you | |
There’s No Way This Song Will Be Good | |
Song A Day #641 | |
One, two, one, two, three, four | |
Cmaj Gmaj | |
There’s no way | |
This song could be good | |
Fmaj Gmaj | |
‘Cause I’m just too ti-i-red | |
But I will write it anyway | |
Who needs to be inspired | |
Amin | |
I shot inspiration | |
E7 | |
That shit is overrated | |
Fmaj | |
I’ll make a lump of clay today | |
D7 | |
Don’t need to be gold-plated | |
There’s no way | |
That this song could be good | |
I can hardly play-y-y | |
My head feels like it’s on fire | |
And I need a drink | |
I don’t got no muse | |
Guiding my hand | |
It’s just me and my uke | |
I don’t need a whole band | |
And there’s no way | |
That this song could be good | |
It’s 11:30pm | |
I woke up really early today | |
And it’s been a long weekend | |
You won’t feel anything | |
By the end of this song | |
It’ll be like I never sang it | |
And it won’t carry on | |
Like, na na na na na na na | |
Na na, no no no no no | |
Na na na na na na na | |
Na nan a | |
Na na no no no no no | |
There’s no way that this song | |
That this song, that this song will be good | |
Morning, Noon, or Night? | |
Song A Day #642 | |
Dmaj Amaj | |
Every day | |
F#min Gmaj | |
I’m in a different place | |
Every day | |
I write another song | |
And every day | |
You watch me on the internet | |
Gmaj | |
It’s a dance we do | |
Amaj | |
All year long | |
My oh my | |
My uke is out of tune | |
That’s ok | |
I know you’ll understand | |
The fact that I | |
Mention it in my lyrics | |
Makes you wonder if | |
I had it planned | |
Every day | |
I’m in a different place | |
But I write every day | |
But not the same time | |
Leave a comment and let me know | |
Do you watch me | |
Mostly morning, noon, or night | |
Morning, noon, or night | |
Ninja Steve | |
Song A Day #643 | |
Emin | |
Steve takes the stage | |
And the crowd is going wild | |
Cmaj | |
All the work’s been done | |
Every patent has been filed | |
Dmaj | |
Now it’s time to show the product | |
To the world | |
Bmaj | |
But just as he’s about to | |
Let it all unfurl | |
Buzzers, ask Steve | |
Buzzers, ask Steve | |
Buzzers, ask Steve | |
Buzzers | |
Emin | |
Ninja Steve, Ninja Steve | |
Cmaj | |
Moves so fast | |
You wouldn’t believe | |
Dmaj | |
Got so many tricks up his sleeve | |
Emin | |
He’s Ninja Steve | |
Ninja Steve, Ninja Steve | |
What you reckon he will plea | |
Many will come but one will leave | |
He’s Ninja Steve | |
There’s Always (NEVER) Someone Better | |
Song A Day #644 | |
Dmin Amaj Gmin | |
Somewhere someone just like me | |
Fmaj | |
He looks like me | |
Amaj Dmin | |
And he acts like me | |
Amaj | |
He says the same words | |
Gmin | |
He writes the same songs | |
Fmaj Amaj | |
But he’s better than me | |
Dmin | |
In every way | |
Gmin Dmin | |
There’s always someone better | |
No matter where you go | |
There’s always someone better | |
Amaj Dmin | |
So it’s better if you just don’t know | |
Dmin Cmaj Bbmaj | |
(whistles) | |
On a planet of 6 billion it’s inevitable | |
It’s growing all the time | |
And it’s exponential | |
If you meet your doppelganger | |
And they’re better than you | |
Just say alright | |
And do what you do | |
‘Cause there’s always someone better | |
No matter where you go | |
There’s always someone better | |
It’s better if you just don’t know | |
(whistles) | |
Once upon a time was a bang | |
And it was a big bang | |
It was everything | |
It was all of us | |
So in the end we’re all the same | |
And this is your song | |
As much as it’s mine | |
It’s all of us | |
There’s never anyone better | |
No matter where you go | |
There’s never anyone better | |
It’s better oh, oh | |
(whistles) | |
Oh oh | |
(whistles) | |
Whoah oh oh oh | |
(whistles) | |
Whoah oh oh | |
(whistles) | |
As if in a Dream | |
Song A Day #645 | |
Gmaj Bmin | |
On my way downtown | |
Fmaj | |
Through the empty streets Cmaj | |
The abandoned stores There was a growing concern Pasted on the telephone polls That I couldn't ignore So I quickened the pace I'm not gonna die Just standing around Then I saw her face As I gasped for breath Gmin Cmaj | |
I started to drown, drown, drown, drown There's somebody there Did they hear me scream And where did it come from? Then they're making me swear That I'll never admit That it was different where I was As if in a dream The clouds are gathering I'm electric and terrified I'm in the back seat I scream at her to keep Driving, drive, drive, drive | |
Driiiive | |
Drive, drive, drive | |
Driiiive | |
Dmaj | |
Nooooooo | |
Emin | |
No oh ohhhhh | |
Nooooooo | |
No oh ohhhhh | |
I'm out of my mind There's no discussion No admission of any mistake I’m ready to die I break my fingers With a hammer and wooden stake Climbing up stairs That seem never-ending But always near the top I’m caught unawares I stop pretending Aand the volume starts to drop | |
Starts to drop | |
Drop | |
Starts to drop | |
Nooooooo | |
No oh ohhhhh | |
Nooooooo | |
No oh ohhhhh | |
Nooooooo | |
No oh ohhhhh | |
Nooooooo | |
No oh ohhhhh | |
What a Do Little Day | |
Song A Day #646 | |
Cmaj Bbmaj | |
Oh hey hey Fmaj Gmin Fmaj | |
What a beautiful day Oh hey hey What a do-little day | |
Cmaj Dmin I wandered out Amaj | |
And met a man selling watermelon Amaj7 | |
By the willow tree A7 | |
He looked at me D6 Dmin6 | |
He gave me some free He peeled back his skin And lo and behold beneath It was another face He was an orangutan And he bared his fangs I heard a bang | |
And my phone rang And the caller said to me “What a beautiful day” | |
That’s what the caller said to me | |
She said “a do-little day” I took a picture with my phone And sent it out To all my friends And they texted back That as a matter of fact Orangutans attack | |
I started to run But I knew that I’d be caught So I just played dead Like a possum instead As the primate touched my head | |
And he said: “Hey, hey such a beautiful day” | |
He said | |
“Hey hey, just a do-little day” | |
Hey hey | |
Just a beautiful day | |
Hey hey | |
Just a do-little day | |
Just a do-little day | |
Hey hey | |
It was a beautiful day | |
We Did Not See the Sunset | |
Song A Day #647 | |
Cmaj Fmaj Cmaj | |
We did not see the sunset | |
Gmaj Fmaj Cmaj | |
Not from lack of trying | |
Killed a Nazi and forget | |
The look on his face when dying | |
Amin Emin | |
Everybody turn your faces to the left | |
Fmaj | |
Laugh out loud “ha ha ha” | |
Gmaj | |
Laugh at death | |
We did not see the sunset | |
Not from lack of trying | |
Killed a Nazi and forget | |
The look on his face when dying | |
Everybody turn your faces to the left | |
Laugh out loud “ha ha ha” | |
Laugh at death | |
We did not see the sunset | |
Not from lack of trying | |
Killed a Nazi and forget | |
The look on his face when dying | |
Everybody turn your faces to the left | |
Laugh out loud “ha ha ha” | |
Laugh at death | |
Sex | |
Song A Day #648 | |
Gmin Cmin | |
I was gonna make a joke but Gmin Cmin | |
I saw the look on your face then Your mother came in the room Fmaj | |
And moved us down to the basement We made out on the couch Under shirt but over bra I didn't know what else to do The most beautiful thing girl I ever saw | |
Gmin Cmin | |
At a Christmas party | |
Alone upstairs | |
You put your hands | |
Dmaj | |
Down my pants | |
Gmin Cmin Dmaj | |
I wanna have sex | |
I wanna have sex We been working in the dark room Suddenly you look at me Before I know I'm on the ground You've knocked me down and I can't get free Later on in the dining hall I can't even look your way I don't know who you think you are But there's nothing left to say Upstairs in the math room You're on top of me You're taking me to prom I’m gonna go and I wanna | |
I wanna have sex | |
I wanna have sex | |
Gmin I hope I have sex before i die I’m like a little bird learning to fly Fmaj | |
I'm writing letters to you You're telling me what you want to do | |
What you wanna do | |
Bbmaj The time is drawing closer, I anticipate Gmin | |
The sound of your breath on me, I cannot wait Fmaj | |
Your dad drops you off If he knew he'd strangle me to death | |
Gmin | |
I said he’d strangle me to death Now you're lying in your underwear Am I happy? I can't quite tell i kinda want to do it again Do it until we both start to swell Now you are my girlfriend First real one I ever had I wait in my car outside your house I don't want to see your dad Downstairs in the bathroom We do it so quickly They're downstairs waiting for us But I wanna do it again, I wanna | |
I wanna have sex | |
I wanna have sex | |
Wanna have sex | |
I wanna have sex | |
Wanna have sex | |
The Australian Today Show | |
Song A Day #649 | |
Cmaj Gmaj | |
On the Today Show | |
Dmin Amin | |
You never know what you’re gonna get | |
Maybe ballroom dancing | |
Or how to take care of your pet | |
In the winter time I’m from America | |
Does it get very cold in Australia? | |
When it’s winter there | |
It’s summer here | |
I kinda think that’s really weird | |
On the Today Show | |
Weekday mornings from 5:30 to 9 | |
Georgie Gardner leads the news | |
(She’s hot) | |
Lisa Wilkinson is super fine | |
(Oh yeah) | |
Cam does sports | |
Richard Wilk does entertainment | |
Richard Reed gossips from LA | |
With their powers combined | |
From 5:30 to 9 | |
The crack team that is today | |
Todayyyyy | |
On Today | |
Todayyyyyy | |
On Today | |
Today | |
Teddy Bear Revolution | |
Song #64 | |
First Note Sung: | |
Am G | |
I’m sick of all this talk of eating rat’s frau | |
Dm | |
What about it? | |
C | |
What about us? | |
Am G | |
I’m sick of all this talk of eating rat’s frau | |
Dm | |
What about it? | |
C | |
What about us? | |
C Dm Am F | |
One day we will rise up and take what’s rightfully ours | |
Dm Am G | |
Wrest control from our evil human oppressor | |
C Dm | |
And lord I know that day is coming | |
Am F Dm Am G | |
Every teddy bear in the world raises fist in spite those that does wrong | |
Listen to me now say | |
C F C F | |
Teddy bear revolution is the only sensible solution | |
C F C F | |
To reverse all the sick pollution they’ve poisoned our minds | |
Dm G | |
They make us think we’re less than they are | |
C F | |
And so I offer up this prayer | |
C F | |
You’re just a little teddy bear | |
Dm G | |
Let’s show them what that means | |
C | |
Death to humans | |
Angry Berkeley Housewife in a Jaguar | |
Song A Day #650 | |
Dmin A6 | |
Angry Berkeley housewife in a Jaguar | |
Cmaj Amaj | |
Honking at an SUV | |
I wonder to myself about who you are | |
And I’m glad you’re not honking at me | |
Me me me me | |
Angry Berkeley housewife in a Jaguar | |
Angry Berkeley housewife in a Jaguar, Jaguar | |
Angry Berkeley housewife in a Jaguar | |
Angry Berkeley housewife in a Jaguar, Jaguar | |
A Dream State from which Ye Never Shall Return | |
Song A Day #651 | |
Amaj Emaj F#min | |
Amaj Emaj F#min Emaj | |
(Instrumental, no lyrics) | |
I’ve Got an Idea | |
Song A Day #652 | |
Gmaj Amin | |
I’ve got an idea | |
Cmaj Gmaj | |
Of what makes a man a man | |
How many pieces of himself | |
Dmaj | |
Can he identify and understand | |
Nobody else is responsible | |
For the things he does and doesn’t do | |
But no man alive could look in your eyes | |
And not fall in love with you | |
Cmaj | |
It was automatic | |
It was magic | |
Gmaj Emin | |
Static giving way to clear airwaves | |
And your heart | |
Doing its part | |
Gmaj Dmaj | |
To keep me true to myself | |
I’ve got an idea | |
Of how a love song goes | |
I sing about how tra la la | |
And then everybody knows | |
But the feelings that I have for you | |
Go much further than this song | |
Like when I try too hard and I go too far | |
But you push me right along | |
So it’s automatic | |
And it’s magic | |
And it’s static giving way to clear airwaves | |
And your heart | |
Doing its part | |
To keep me true to myself | |
Whooo | |
I’ve got an idea | |
Of the nature of things to come | |
But the nature it seems | |
Of human beings | |
Is that we’re always wrong | |
I will love you forever | |
I know this to be fact | |
Forever could be an eternity | |
Or a blink of an eye, if that | |
It was automatic | |
It was magic | |
It was static giving way to clear airwaves | |
And your heart | |
Doing its part | |
To keep me true to myself | |
Oh automatic | |
And it’s magic | |
And it’s static giving way to clear airwaves | |
And your heart | |
Doing its part | |
To keep me true to myself | |
True to myself | |
The Thing is the Thing | |
Song A Day #653 | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
I'm not running away from you Dmin Gmaj | |
I'm running away from me Cmaj Fmaj Amin | |
Before we both end up on the corner Dmin Gmaj | |
Begging on the street I'm not taking my time I’m just taking what’s mine Before I die I'll be filled up With all the things I find | |
Cmaj Dmin Gmaj | |
Ohhhh | |
Ohhhh Cmaj Fmaj Gmaj | |
Once in the middle now I’m far behind Grew just a little and it felt unkind Catch me up in a golden net Hold me still until I set | |
Cmaj Dmin Gmaj | |
I said ohhhh | |
I said ohhhh I'm an ethnic Jew What’s it mean to you | |
I don't practice | |
I don't speak Yiddish Or, or Hebrew You're an alley cat And you have got 9 lives I'm just a dog with no collar And with hungry eyes | |
I said ohhhh | |
I said ohhhh | |
I said | |
Once in the middle now I’m far behind Grew just a little and it felt unkind Catch me up in a golden net Hold me still until I set | |
I said ohhhh | |
I said ohhhh | |
Oh oh oh | |
I'm a nervous guy And I don't know why The seasons come and go And I sit here staring at a broken eye When there's nothing left That's when you're finally free To go about your business Like you would just normally | |
Ohhh | |
I said ohhh | |
Once in the middle now I’m far behind Grew just a little | |
Now I felt unkind Catch me up in a golden net Hold me still until I set | |
I said ohhhh | |
I said ohhhh | |
Ohhhh | |
I said oh | |
Secret Cat | |
Song A Day #654 | |
Cmaj Gmaj | |
Secret cat | |
Cmaj | |
Can’t see her | |
Fmaj | |
But she makes you sneeze, oh | |
Secret cat | |
Can’t see her | |
But she makes you sneeze, oh | |
Whoah | |
Whoahhh | |
Cmaj | |
She blends in with the carpet | |
Gmaj Fmaj | |
She never ever meows | |
She goes out every night | |
To bring you a secret mouse | |
Fmaj | |
Secret cat | |
Secret cat | |
Gmaj | |
I’m still allergic to you | |
Secret cat | |
You can’t see her | |
She makes you sneeze | |
Ohhhh | |
Secret cat | |
You can’t see her | |
But she’ll make you sneeze, yeah oh | |
Whoahh | |
Whoahhh | |
Secret cat had a sister | |
Her name was well-known cat | |
She got a job in Hollywood | |
And well, that was that | |
Secret cat, secret cat | |
I know you must be lonely sometimes | |
Secret cat | |
Cant’ see her | |
But she makes you sneeze | |
Ohh secret cat | |
Can’t see her | |
But she makes you sneeze | |
Ohhh | |
Whooah | |
Whoah | |
Secret cat when you die | |
I don’t think I’ll even know | |
I’ll still be sneezing | |
And I’ll think of you | |
I know that you’ll be happy | |
Wherever you go | |
Ohhhh | |
Secret cat, secret cat | |
You could be dead for all I know | |
Secret cat | |
You can’t see her | |
But she makes you sneeze | |
Ohhh | |
Secret cat | |
You can’ see her | |
But she makes you sneeze | |
Yeah oh | |
Whoahh | |
Whoahhh | |
Whoahh | |
Whoahh | |
Whoahh | |
Who – achoo | |
Oh – achoo | |
Achoo | |
Achoo | |
Secret cat | |
Secret cat | |
I love you | |
And that’s a fact | |
I Don’t Wanna Be Anyone But Me | |
Song A Day #655 | |
Gmaj | |
I don’t wanna be | |
Emin | |
Anyone but me | |
Cmaj | |
I don’t wanna go | |
Dmaj | |
Where the people just don’t know | |
I don’t wanna be | |
Anyone but me | |
I don’t wanna go | |
Where the people just don’t know | |
I don’t wanna sit | |
Still and be quiet | |
I don’t wanna find that | |
I can’t be kind | |
I don’t wanna sit | |
Still and be quiet | |
I don’t wanna find that | |
I can’t be kind | |
Gmaj Amin | |
Nobody believes you | |
Emin Dmaj | |
When you tell them that you’re crazy | |
Maybe that’s because | |
They are crazy themselves | |
Nobody really knows you | |
Not your grandma or your baby | |
And you keep the real you | |
Locked up in a cell | |
I don’t wanna be | |
Anyone but me | |
I don’t wanna go | |
Where the people just don’t know | |
Happy 25TH Birthday, NES | |
Song A Day #656 | |
Emaj | |
Well it was 1986 Bmaj | |
In my babysitter's basement Amaj | |
The glow of the TV Emaj Bmaj | |
Kept me staring in amazement My brother had Atari But this was something different And I knew right then What I would want for Christmas | |
Bmaj Amaj | |
NES, NES | |
Still the best | |
Still the best | |
C#min | |
Though everything will change | |
Amaj | |
You will stay the same | |
C#min | |
Though everything will change | |
Bmaj | |
You’re still you, NES | |
Emaj G#min Amaj Bmaj | |
NES | |
NES Now it’s the day after Christmas I'm almost 5 years old And the sight of Mario Is something to behold I can barely even play it | |
Barely hold the controller I play it anyway Over and over and over NES, NES I say yes I say yes I'm 28 now and I still play games But compared to those memories Nothing’s the same | |
NES, NES | |
NES, NES | |
Emaj Amaj F#min Amaj Bmaj | |
Happy Birthday NES, oh | |
Happy Birthday NES, oh | |
Happy Birthday NES, oh | |
Happy Birthday NES | |
Happy Birthday NES, oh | |
Happy Birthday NES, oh | |
Happy Birthday NES, oh | |
Happy Birthday NES | |
Ohhhh | |
The Rent is Too Damn High Song | |
Song A Day #657 | |
C#maj G#Maj F#maj | |
I represent the Rent is Too Damn High party | |
People working 8 hours a day, 40 hours a week | |
At some inferior job | |
Women can’t afford to take care of their children | |
Feed their children breakfast, lunch, and dinner | |
Feed their children breakfast, lunch, and dinner | |
Feed their children breakfast, lunch, and dinner | |
Feed their children breakfast, lunch, and dinner | |
Together | |
Our main job is to put a roof over your head | |
Food on the table | |
And money in your pocket | |
This is politics as usual | |
Playing the silly game | |
Playing the silly game | |
The rent is too damn high movement | |
Because people can’t afford to pay their rent | |
They’re being laid off right now without speaking | |
They can’t eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner | |
Listen, listen | |
Someone’s stomach just growled | |
Did you hear it? | |
Someone’s stomach just growled | |
Did you hear it? | |
Someone’s stomach just growled | |
Did you hear it? | |
You gotta listen like me | |
Let’s talk about the issues | |
People can’t afford to fill their stomachs | |
(That’s 30 seconds for you, sir) | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
As a karate expert, I will not talk about anyone up here | |
Our children cannot afford to live anywhere | |
Nowhere | |
There’s nowhere to go | |
Once again, why? | |
You said it | |
The rent, it’s too damn high | |
(Thank you) | |
Too damn high | |
(Ohhhhh oh oh) | |
Too damn high | |
(Ohhhhh oh oh) | |
Too damn high | |
(Ohhhhh oh oh) | |
Too damn high | |
(Ohhhhh oh oh) | |
Too damn high | |
(Ohhhhh oh oh) | |
Too damn high | |
(Ohhhhh oh oh) | |
Too damn high | |
(Ohhhhh oh oh) | |
Too damn high | |
(Ohhhhh oh oh) | |
Too damn high | |
(Ohhhhh oh oh) | |
Mr. Cuomo | |
I’m with Jimmy, the rent is too damn high | |
(Wahh wahh) | |
Rent is Too Damn High party | |
If you want to marry a shoe, I’ll marry you | |
Coco Taco Party Song | |
Song A Day #658 | |
Amin | |
Everything was quiet | |
Gmaj | |
Over at Coco Headquarters | |
Fmaj | |
There’s a guy down the hall | |
Emaj | |
Wonder what he’s doing | |
Speed things up a bit | |
There’s a woman on a pink cellphone | |
Oh that guy’s got a mask of | |
Rupesh Nadeah | |
Amin | |
There’s a guy in a yellow shirt | |
Cmaj | |
There’s a guy in a sweatshirt | |
Dmaj | |
There’s a guy in a blue sweatshirt | |
Emaj | |
He’s got an umbrella | |
There’s a guy in a white shirt | |
And the yellow shirt is gone | |
First sweatshirt is mailing Netflix | |
Not the party’s on | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
Coco Taco Party | |
Cmaj Gmaj | |
Coco Taco Party | |
Coco Taco Party | |
Gmaj | |
Taco Taco Coco Party | |
Coco Taco Party | |
Coco Taco Party | |
Coco Taco Party | |
Taco Taco Coco Party | |
Cmaj Fmaj | |
Some people want to dance | |
Amin Gmaj | |
With a dancing taco | |
Some people just want to | |
Go about their business | |
But taco keeps on dancing | |
I like his cowboy boots | |
He dances down the hall | |
This woman got tacos for lunch | |
Cmaj Fmaj Gmaj | |
Twitter calls for running man | |
Twitter calls for break dance | |
Twitter calls for stink leg | |
This taco can dance ‘em all | |
Dance ‘em all | |
Coco Taco Party | |
Coco Taco Party | |
Coco Taco Party | |
(It’s a party) | |
Taco Taco Coco Party | |
Coco Taco Party | |
(Ooooh) | |
Coco Taco Party | |
(Sing along now) | |
Coco Taco Party | |
Taco Taco Coco Party | |
Coco Taco Party | |
Coco Taco Party | |
Coco Taco Party | |
Taco Taco Coco Party | |
Coco Taco Party | |
Coco Taco Party | |
Coco Taco Party | |
Taco Taco Coco Party | |
What a Glorious Space to Dwell | |
Song A Day #659 | |
Fmaj | |
There are more atoms in | |
Cmaj | |
A single glass of water | |
Bbmaj | |
Than glasses of water | |
Bbmin | |
In the oceans of the earth | |
A blue whale’s heart | |
Is the size of a VW Beetle | |
And you could swim through its arteries | |
Abmaj Fmin | |
An adult human has 2 to 9 | |
Abmaj Fmin | |
Pounds of bacteria | |
D# | |
In his or her body | |
Cleopatra lived closer in time | |
To the first moon landing | |
Than to the building of the Great Pyramids | |
54 million people alive right now | |
Will be dead within 12 months | |
Fold over a piece of paper | |
42 times and it will reach the moon | |
Fmaj Abmaj Bbmaj | |
What a mad, mad world | |
Fmaj Abmaj Cmaj | |
What a wonderfully nutty universe What a glorious space to dwell What a blessing and what a curse | |
Ohhh Hydrogen is a light, odorless gas, which Given enough time thinks about itself. The chances are high that 120 years from now | |
I will not be thought of daily Just another person who lived on Earth. You see your nose at all times | |
Your brain just chooses to ignore it. Optimus Prime and Eeyore were the same guy. Same with Megatron and Scooby Doo Duck Hunt is two-player A controller in port 2 controls the ducks Blue whale is more closely related to a cow | |
Than a cow is to a horse What a mad, mad world | |
(It’s a mad world) What a wonderfully nutty universe | |
(Crazy) What a glorious space to dwell | |
(It’s a mad world) What a blessing and what a curse | |
Ohh | |
Fmaj Abmaj Cmaj Bbmaj The age of the observable universe | |
Is 13.7 billion years | |
But it's a sphere with a radius | |
Of 46.5 billion light years. Each ejaculation has more sperm | |
Than there are people in the United States. One in 5000 babies are born | |
Without an anus | |
It's called Imperforate Anus. The concept of "reality" | |
Exists only in our minds | |
The Spyders | |
Song #65 | |
First note sung: Bb | |
Bb | |
Nine sisters up on a hill | |
F/Ab | |
Eating, drinking, talking, bonding | |
F/Ab | |
When the slopes are covered in snow | |
F/Ab Bb | |
That’s when Spyders are responding | |
Bb | |
Muppet down, muppet down | |
Bb F/Ab | |
Maria’s thinking up a new book idea | |
G Eb | |
Sanae’s cooking up a gluten free meal | |
Bb Eb Bb F | |
Hey, hey, hey that’s the Spyders | |
Bb F/Ab | |
Dagne’s covered in rhinestones and feathers | |
G Eb | |
As Cynthia O. reads magazines by the fire | |
Bb Eb Bb F | |
Hey, hey, hey, that’s the Spyders | |
Bb F/Ab | |
Glynnis won’t give Fab a bedtime kiss | |
G Eb | |
Pamela sees modern art in all of this | |
Bb Eb Bb F | |
I said hey, hey, hey that’s the Spyders | |
Bb F/Ab | |
Cynthia A. may be thinking about Russia | |
G Eb | |
Kristin’s got the girls doing sit ups and push ups | |
Bb Eb Bb F | |
I said hey, hey, hey that’s the Spyders | |
Bb F/Ab G Eb | |
And Fab’s the glue, Fab’s the queen, Fab’s big heart and generosity | |
Bb Eb Bb F | |
That’s hey, hey, hey the Spyders | |
Bb | |
Nine sisters up on a hill | |
F/Ab | |
Eating, drinking, talking, bonding | |
F/Ab | |
When the slopes are covered in snow | |
F/Ab Bb | |
That’s when Spyders are responding | |
Bb | |
Muppet down, muppet down x2 | |
If Dogs Have Feelings | |
Song A Day #660 | |
Gmaj | |
If dogs have feelings | |
Amin | |
If dogs have feelings | |
Cmaj | |
If dogs have feelings Dmaj | |
And I know that you know they’ve got feelings Then cats have feelings | |
Then cats have feelings | |
Then cats have feelings Cat lovers everywhere know they got feelings Then rats have feelings | |
Then rats have feelings | |
Then rats have feelings I can't prove it, but I know they’ve got feelings Then snakes have feelings | |
Then snakes have feelings | |
Then snakes have feelings If you pay attention then you'll see they have feelings | |
Gmaj Dmaj Feelings are subjective Emin Cmaj | |
You'll never know how I’m feeling And the intensity with which I feel Is not for you to judge Some say a tail wag Means that a dog is happy Some say it's that he's nervous But we all know he's feeling something Then horses have feelings | |
Then horses have feelings | |
Then horses have feelings Spend some time with one and you'll know she’s got feelings And cows have feelings | |
And cows have feelings | |
And cows have feelings Hear that moo and you know she’s got feelings And pigs have feelings | |
And pigs have feelings | |
And pigs have feelings look him in the eye and you know he’s got feelings Then chickens have feelings | |
Then chickens have feelings | |
Yes, chickens have feelings Watch them for a while and you'll see they’ve got feelings | |
Feelings are subjective You'll never know how I’m feeling And the intensity with which I feel Is not for you to judge Some say that a tail wag Means that a dog is happy Some say that he's nervous We all know he's feeling something | |
Oooooh ooh ooh | |
Feelings | |
Oooooh ooh ooh | |
Oooooh ooh ooh | |
Feelings | |
Oooooh ooh ooh | |
Feelings are subjective You'll never know how I’m feeling And the intensity with which I feel Is not for you to judge Some say that a tail wag Means that a dog is happy Some say that he's nervous We all know he's feeling something | |
We know he’s feeling something | |
We all know he’s feeling something | |
We know he’s feeling something | |
Know he’s feeling something | |
Bury Me Beneath the Ocean (Redux) | |
Song A Day #661 | |
Cmaj Gmaj | |
Baby we were never ‘sposed to meet | |
Amin Fmaj | |
But some enterprising fish believed | |
That happiness could be found on land | |
But, oh that’s when all my troubles began | |
So bury me there | |
Bury me there | |
In the ocean, the ocean | |
In the ocean | |
In the ocean | |
In the ocean | |
Beneath the waves where predators roam | |
It’s natural we would find our home | |
I’m lost, I’m lost | |
To the world of man | |
I long to be home | |
To be home again | |
Oh bury me | |
Oh bury me | |
Beneath the ocean | |
The ocean | |
Ocean ocean | |
Oh pretty baby, ocean | |
Oh, beneath the ocean | |
The ocean, ocean | |
Oh pretty baby, ocean | |
Oh, beneath the ocean | |
Ocean, ocean | |
Oh pretty baby, ocean | |
Oh, beneath the ocean | |
An Open Letter to the Bacteria Living in My Body | |
Song A Day #662 | |
BMaj | |
Dear bacteria | |
D#7 G#min | |
I know we haven’t always seen eye to eye | |
Emaj | |
But you’re stuck in me | |
Bmaj | |
And I’m stuck with you | |
D#7 G#min | |
So it’d be foolish of us not to try | |
Dear bacteria | |
Some of you | |
Have been with me | |
For years | |
While some of you are new | |
Like this cold or this flu | |
It’s making me sick | |
And I’m trying my best to appear | |
F#maj | |
Like a gracious host | |
Emaj | |
No strenuous activities | |
Welcoming all the members of your disease | |
The good bacteria | |
(Hey) | |
The bad bacteria | |
(Ho) | |
D#7 G#min | |
Working together to make me who I am | |
G#min F#maj Emaj | |
Who I am | |
Dear bacteria | |
As long as you don’t kill me | |
I’m your friend | |
You go about your business | |
Whatever it is you do | |
The micro-processes I don’t understand | |
Dear bacteria | |
Sometime in the past I was like you | |
We were swimming arm in arm | |
Basking in the new sun | |
Best friends in the old primordial soup | |
I’m a gracious host | |
No strenuous activities | |
I’m welcoming all the members of your disease | |
The good bacteria | |
(Hey) | |
The bad bacteria | |
(Ho) | |
Working together to make me who I am | |
Who I am | |
Who I am | |
Who I am | |
I Don’t Feel Well | |
Song A Day #663 | |
Cmaj | |
I’m not listening | |
I’m not listening | |
Gmaj | |
I’m covering my ears | |
And singing la la la | |
Fmaj | |
So you can just shut up now | |
I don’t care anyhow | |
Dmin | |
When you speak | |
All I hear is “bla bla bla” | |
Cmaj Bmaj Amin Gmaj | |
I don’t feel well | |
I don’t feel well | |
I don’t feel well | |
Fmaj | |
No, oh no | |
I’m at TEDMED | |
Song A Day #664 | |
Fmaj Well I'm at TEDMED | |
Bbmaj Fmaj | |
Yes, I'm at TEDED Bbmaj | |
In a fancy hotel Cmaj | |
I’m sitting on a fancy bed So far it's been great In fact inspiring and grand So many experts And so much to understand | |
Ohh oh, whoa, oh oh | |
Fmaj Well, first there was Charity Bbmaj | |
An amazing opera singer Dmin | |
She had a double lung transplant a year ago Cmaj | |
And the story of her illness And of her recovery And just the fact of her up on the stage all aglow She blew my mind | |
She blew my mind Well next up was a pig lung In this crazy machine That keeps lungs alive for transplants Martha Stewart touched a pig lung Apparently it's really soft I didn't get to touch it | |
Maybe tomorrow Next up was Rick He had these awesome pictures Showing various medical techniques across the years Well he pointed out how the things We think of as bleeding edge now Will seem so quaint In no time at all Well next up came Nathan Who had this amazing idea Of hospitals that always clean themselves He's also finished a cookbook Written from a scientific perspective Which looked totally rad and I may have to buy Then was Nathan Wolfe Who tracks viruses globally He was really scary and reassuring At the same time, yeah First to know that the viruses Are out there waiting for us But also that really smart people are paying attention And next was Eric Mead A funnyman magician He did a trick that involved his thumbs Stuck together with medical tape And then getting medical tubing To go off and on his wrists | |
It's kind of hard to explain But it was really, really cool And I love magic | |
Yes I do Next to last was Jay Walker Who has the world's greatest library He showed us a 500 year old medical book And he talked about imagination And how important that it is And boy I couldn't agree more Finally Jill Sobule Came out and sang a song About lame skanky costumes for Halloween Then later on at dinner I got to hang out with Jill And it was really great | |
I even met her mom | |
Ohhh yeah | |
So I’m at TEDMED | |
Yeah I’m at TEDMED | |
Sitting in a fancy hotel | |
On a fancy bed | |
So far it’s been great | |
In fact inspiring and grand | |
So many experts | |
I can’t wait to understand | |
Oh tomorrow | |
I’ll see more experts | |
And I will understand | |
(That is a 4 minute song) | |
In This Crowd | |
Song A Day #665 | |
Fmaj | |
Here I am | |
Cmaj | |
On the beach | |
Dmin | |
At TEDMED | |
Bbmaj | |
With my new friends | |
With my new friends | |
What’s a friend? | |
Here I am | |
I don’t know | |
What’s TEDMED | |
It’s on the beach tonight | |
Yeah ohh oh | |
Uh huh | |
Sand on my feet | |
And ideas on my brain | |
TEDMED is full of all kinds of insane | |
Medical advances that someday I might need | |
But that’s ok ‘cause this crowd will be for me | |
In this crowd | |
In this crowd | |
I’m in this crowd of medical technologists | |
In this crowd | |
In this crowd | |
I’m in this crowd of medical innovators | |
And people that might just save me | |
Lungs outside on a table from my body | |
They’re made from pigs | |
But who cares | |
Maybe they’ll work | |
Let’s try them and see | |
If they’ll fit in my chest | |
Just to try | |
In this crowd | |
In this crowd | |
Third row deep in this crowd | |
In this crowd | |
In this crowd | |
In this crowd | |
In this crowd | |
Tony Robbins with his white teeth | |
He’s using them | |
To yell at me | |
But not harsh words | |
Only inspiration | |
Positive energy | |
You’ve got to find your station | |
In this crowd | |
In this crowd | |
In this crowd | |
TEDMED sing it loud | |
In this crowd | |
In this crowd | |
Oh TEDMED well we’re gonna sing it loud | |
In this crowd | |
Uh oh | |
In this crowd | |
In this crowd | |
TEDMED this crowd | |
Whoa oh | |
Whoa oh | |
Yeah TEDMED is lots of fun | |
Mmm | |
Here I am | |
On the beach | |
At TEDMED | |
With my new friends | |
666! | |
Song A Day #666 | |
1,2,uh 1,2,3,4 | |
Dmaj | |
1 2 3 4 5 | |
Gmaj Amaj | |
666 | |
You can sell your soul | |
Go ahead and take your pick | |
Gmaj | |
You can meet the devil | |
Dmaj | |
At the crossroads | |
Dmaj Amaj | |
You can see the surgeon take away the years | |
Take away the fears | |
Emin | |
Straight to the top | |
Bmin | |
You’re winning every bet | |
Gmaj | |
You’re on a roll | |
But inside your soul | |
Amaj | |
You know you can’t’ forget | |
Because it’s | |
1 2 3 4 5 | |
And 666 | |
You can sell your soul, yeah | |
Go ahead and take your pick | |
Be the man on campus | |
Every girl’s dream | |
You will laugh forever | |
All your roads are paved | |
Forever just a slave | |
And you’re going | |
Straight to the top | |
Oh, you’re winning every bet | |
When the collector comes | |
To collect your debt | |
Well you can’t get upset | |
Tell me, what did you expect? | |
Bmin | |
I was so, so envious | |
Amaj Bmin | |
You made me feel so small | |
Seeing you had it all | |
But then I went down to the garden | |
F#7 | |
And joined them in a fall | |
1 2 3 4 5 | |
666 | |
You can sell your soul | |
666 | |
ABCDEF | |
You were not very nice to me | |
When you kill yourself | |
You won’t be free | |
That’s what you get | |
For living stupidly | |
12345 | |
666 | |
You can sell your soul | |
You were such a dick | |
Ahhhhh! | |
(Loved your talk, by the way, guy watching us….) | |
I’m More Sick | |
Song A Day #667 | |
I’m more sick | |
Even more sick than I was | |
That’s what happens | |
What not getting any rest does | |
I’m more sick | |
More sick even than I was | |
That’s what happens | |
That’s what not getting any rest does | |
And I’m gonna throw a party | |
I gotta throw a party | |
Gotta play a show on Sunday | |
Gotta play a show on Sunday | |
I’m more sick | |
Even more sick than I was | |
That’s what happens | |
What not getting any rest does | |
All I wanna do is sleep, sleep | |
All I wanna do is sleep, sleep | |
Eat some soup | |
Uh soup | |
Eat the soup, soup, soup | |
And tea | |
I’m more sick | |
Even more sick than I was | |
That’s what happens | |
What not getting any rest does | |
Sick as a Dog | |
Song A Day #668 | |
I’m sick as a dog | |
So you won’t get much of a song | |
Out of me | |
Today | |
Maybe I’ll see you tomorrow | |
Maybe I’ll be feeling better | |
Then again maybe not | |
Ok | |
It’s Halloween, Let’s Fall in Love | |
Song A Day #669 | |
Dmaj | |
Come on let's not fight Amaj | |
Let's melt into the night Gmaj | |
Let's forget about where we've been Gmin | |
For Godsakes it's Halloween Let’s put on a disguise Look into my eyes The best thing that I've ever seen For Godsakes it's Halloween | |
Bmin I was just a man Emin | |
You were always so much more F#7 | |
But I finally understand Gmaj Gmin | |
Just what you had in store Throw an arm around me Have another drink Leave room for the candy But don't leave room to think | |
Dmaj | |
It’s Halloween | |
Gmin | |
Let’s fall in love It’s Halloween | |
Let’s fall in love | |
Bmin | |
I’m falling in love | |
Emin | |
(It’s Halloween) | |
I’m falling in love | |
(It’s Halloween) | |
Lalalala lalalala lalalala | |
I’m falling in love | |
(It’s Halloween) | |
I’m falling in love | |
(It’s Halloween) | |
I’m falling in love | |
(It’s Halloween) | |
Lovey lovey love | |
Love love love love | |
I’m falling in love | |
(It’s Halloween) | |
I’m falling in love | |
(It’s Halloween) | |
I’m falling in love | |
(It’s Halloween) | |
L-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l | |
I’m falling in love | |
(It’s Halloween) | |
I’m falling in love | |
(It’s Halloween) | |
I’m falling in love | |
(It’s Halloween) | |
A love love love love love | |
Love love love love love lovey love | |
We represent history And it's not some big mystery Whichever way you lean For Godsakes it Halloween On this night all the darkness Comes out in her best dress And she won't keep it clean For Godssakes it's Halloween Crazy robot babies Growing in the room Sometimes things go bump Sometimes things go boom Blood all in the wine And the ceiling's caving in Midnight is approaching We're ready to begin | |
It’s Halloween, let’s fall in love | |
It’s Halloween, let’s fall in love | |
It’s Halloween, let’s fall in love | |
It’s Halloween, let’s fall in love | |
Rally to Restore Sanity: Singing the Signs | |
Song A Day #670 | |
Fmaj Bbmaj Tell me who would Jesus bomb? | |
Cmaj Dmin | |
I’m pretty sure that God hates us all equally | |
I understand your stance | |
And while I disagree | |
I’m pretty sure you’re not a Nazi | |
Dmin | |
I already regret | |
Cmaj | |
Choosing to carry around this sign | |
Bbmaj Cmaj | |
All day, all day | |
I’m mad as hell | |
But mostly in a passive aggressive way | |
Way-y-y | |
Fmaj | |
So I like turtles! Bbmaj | |
My arms are tired Gmin | |
Use your inside voice Cmaj | |
Jesus says relax Don't feed the trolls Don't be a douche I want a sandwich Eat some sushi! | |
Dmin A7 The Death Star was an outside job Gmaj Cmaj | |
Humpty Dumpty was pushed | |
What would Optimus Prime do? If you keep shouting like that, You'll get big muscles all over your face My president is black, and this sign is blue | |
Bbmaj Cmaj Sweet succulent Jesus give me sanity | |
Ohhhh Under-appreciated super heroes for sanity | |
Ohhhh Confused senior citizens for sanity | |
Ohhhh Retired CIA analyst for sensible drug policy | |
Oooh oh oh Well I hate taxes But I like roads | |
Firemen, And some cops Traffic lights (traffic lights) | |
National parks (national parks) The coast guard | |
So I pay them anyway Oh yeah I hate war too | |
Bbmaj Fmaj The #1 threat to America: | |
Cmaj Dmin | |
Gay Mexican Muslim bears Gay bearrorists And bears are people too This sign is too damn big And take it off caps lock Am I acting suspicious? Where are the Moderate Muslims? Right here Lions, and tigers, and Muslims – oh my Well, I fought Nazis and they don't look like Obama, no Toasters united against tea baggers, oh Obama is not the devil, I am We should do this more often Even my sign chooses not to yell And God hates Times New Roman I’m a pasta-fearing American And I'm moderate as hell Ain't no party like a Mr. T party (hey) I like tea, and you're kind of ruining it for me | |
(Hey, ho) I want more tortillas when I order fajitas at a restaurant Is this the line for the Justin Bieber tickets? | |
(Hey ho) You say waffling like it's a bad thing! | |
Waffles are delicious! Somewhat irritated about extreme outrage | |
(Hey, ho) 404 error: political message not found | |
404 error: political message not found | |
404 error: political message not found | |
404 error: political message not found | |
404 error: political message not found | |
404 error: political message not found | |
Vote | |
Song A Day #671 | |
Fmaj Bbmaj | |
When you vote | |
You get a little feeling in your throat | |
Dmin | |
Because you did something today | |
Amin Gmin | |
It’s something small | |
Fmaj | |
But that’s ok | |
When you vote | |
Possibilities that are remote | |
They suddenly become crystal clear | |
And then they’re near | |
Cmaj | |
Voting is easy | |
Bbmaj | |
Voting is fun | |
Gmin | |
There’s no democracy | |
Cmaj | |
If it’s not done | |
However corrupt | |
However misled | |
If you don’t vote | |
Then you’re outta your head | |
When you vote | |
It’s like you’re sailing on a boat | |
Out upon the ocean blue | |
And the water and the boat is you | |
Detective EagleShark | |
Song A Day #733 | |
First Singing Note:D | |
[verse] | |
D Em D Em | |
My name is detective eagleshark | |
D Em D Em D i got eyes like an eagle that can see in the dark | |
C D C D i specialize in cannibals and crimes of that sort | |
B7 my anger is long but my patience is short | |
[verse] I get lots of ladies cause i'm so cool Nobody's ever called me a fool I've been called dangerous, been called intense I am over brimming with confidence | |
[verse chord progression] | |
I'm A Sad, Sad Hank | |
Song A Day #734 | |
First Singing Note:D | |
[verse-A] | |
D B A G | |
Being an evil cowboy alien ninja | |
D B A G is very lonely and sad sometimes | |
D B A G Also, I'm 13 and I'm very hungry | |
D B A G free from my mom but i committed crime | |
[verse-B] | |
G i wish i had a family | |
A that felt like i do | |
B A about being a cannibal | |
G it's the very best food | |
[verse-B] why am i so alone doesn't anyone feel the same oh look coming down the street they look like a gang | |
The Robot Xombies | |
Song A Day #735 | |
First Singing Note:D | |
[instrumental intro] | |
D Bm A G | |
[chorus] | |
D | |
yo! we're the robot xombies | |
Bm come on dude you look so hungry | |
A we breed children for the eating | |
G this kind of meat you can't be beating | |
[verse] | |
(same chords as chorus) we're the robot xombies and we're like a family fine young cannibals flesh like candy come on kid we'll take you in teach you tricks and defend you nobody loves you nobody knows you but we love you and we knows what you want fresh fresh meat so come live with us and get off the street | |
[chorus x2] | |
We Eat the Meat, Then Sell it on the Street | |
Song A Day #736 | |
First Singing Note:F | |
[chorus] | |
Fm | |
We eat the meat, then we sell it on the street | |
eat the meat, then we sell it on the street | |
eat the meat, then we sell it on the street | |
eat the meat, then we sell it on the street | |
[verse] | |
Fm | |
see kid we eat the meat then we sell what's leftover | |
Cm we sell to everyone even detective eagleshark | |
Fm our patented breeding machine it can do no wrong | |
Cm fresh meat to eat today and then we sing this song | |
[chorus] | |
We eat the meat, then we sell it on the street | |
eat the meat, then we sell it on the street | |
eat the meat, then we sell it on the street | |
eat the meat, then we sell it on the street | |
Eagle Shark Eats a Sandwich | |
Song A Day #737 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[verse: chords repeat for remainder of song] | |
A E | |
There's nothing quite like | |
F#m D a great big wonderful sandwich with mayo and mustard and meat lots of meat i love meat there's these kids downtown and they sell the best meat i've ever tasted it is simply divine if you're a connassouir like me then you know you've got to try it it's unlike anything i've ever had it's prime What's this, a finger? Why i oughtta | |
EagleShark Raids the Robot Xombies | |
Song A Day #738 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[verse - A] | |
E | |
I'm coming to get you I'm coming to get you | |
C I am the EagleShark | |
D And I you have lit the spark! | |
E Don't try to run away I'm faster any day | |
C I'm part shark and part eagle | |
D escape attempts are so feeble | |
[verse - B] | |
E G oh no what am i gonna do | |
C he's gonna arrest me and i | |
D don't wanna go to jail for a million years E you can run but you can't hide | |
G Hank i'm gonna get your this time | |
C You are a cannibal | |
D You are so terrible | |
[ending] | |
E You evil cowboy alien ninja | |
C D | |
You're going away for a million years | |
Hank In Jail | |
Song A Day #739 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[intro] x2 | |
F Am | |
[verse] | |
F Am | |
Yeah I'm in Jail and I want to get out | |
F Three square meals a day | |
Am But all I can think about | |
Bb Finding some real food | |
C some real flesh | |
Bb C none of this frozen crap i want it fresh | |
F | |
Jail | |
Help from Lucy the Lunch Lady | |
Song A Day #740 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[verse - A] | |
F | |
Hey pretty lunch lady | |
Bb Ain't this world crazy | |
Db Eb What's a girl like you doing in here | |
[verse] Hank I've heard about you and so don't try me out You're evil cowboy alien ninja charms won't work | |
[verse - B] | |
Fm We could be lovers | |
Db um, no | |
Fm we could be friend | |
Db well... | |
Fm could you bring me | |
Db what..what? | |
Fm somethings | |
Db oh, hank | |
[verse - C] | |
Fm C | |
Well I need a miniature mind mill | |
Eb C | |
also I need some spoons | |
Fm C | |
In addition I need five thousand corks | |
Eb Db | |
and, oh yeah a dalorean | |
[ending] | |
Db | |
okay hank | |
but only because you asked so | |
nice nice nice nice | |
Hank Digs a Hole | |
Song A Day #741 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
Am E Am | |
I'm just digging a hole E | |
digging a hole digging a hole | |
Am E Am E trying to build, trying to build | |
a time machine | |
Am E Am E Lunch Lady Lucy put all the things i need in the parking lot | |
F C A miniature windmill | |
G D some spoons | |
F C G D 5000 corks and delorian | |
Am E Am so i'm just digging a hole | |
E so i can leave this place | |
Am E Am | |
I'm just digging a hole | |
E digging a hole digging a hole | |
The Time Racer | |
Song A Day #742 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[intro] | |
F C Bb C | |
[verse] | |
F C | |
60 years of non stop work | |
Bb C and now it's done, done, done | |
F C Time Racer oh Time Racer | |
Bb C you and I are gonna have some fun | |
[verse] Let's go into the future When my sentence up I wanna travel the stars In a futuristic space ship | |
oh yeah | |
[chorus] | |
F C Bb C | |
Go time, go time, go time racer | |
F C Bb C | |
Go time, go time, go time racer | |
F | |
Oh yeah | |
Hank Explores the Future | |
Song A Day #743 | |
First Singing Note:B | |
[intro] | |
E A B | |
The future | |
E A B | |
E A B | |
Welcome to the future | |
E A B | |
Welcome to the future | |
[verse] | |
E | |
Hello? Hello? | |
A B Is there anybody there? | |
E A It seems I'm all alone again | |
B Does anybody care? | |
[verse] The world's empty I see no sign of life Just one big space ship All covered in blue lights | |
[chorus] | |
E | |
There are no people in the future | |
A B | |
There are no people | |
E | |
There are no people in the future | |
A B | |
No people at all | |
[chorus] | |
There are no people in the future | |
I wonder where the people went | |
There are no people in the future | |
Let me try my people card | |
Ahooooo | |
where are all my people | |
Ahooooo | |
Where are all my people | |
I guess i'll fly away now | |
Lucy The Lunch Lady Follows Hank | |
Song A Day #744 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[verse] | |
C | |
Hank, how could you? | |
Em after all these years? | |
Edim 60 summers come and gone | |
Am And now I fear | |
Gm That you've gone for good | |
F But I have a plan | |
A Because I have my Delorean | |
[verse] I'm gonna find you no matter what it takes Love doesn't stop for time and space Whenever you are Wherever you be You'll be reunited with your lunch lady | |
[outro – lead guitar over verse chords] | |
Hank In Space | |
Song A Day #745 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[intro] x3 | |
Em G D C | |
[verse] | |
Em | |
Hank in space | |
G a cannibal in space | |
D Floating along | |
C i'm the human race | |
Em Past all the planets | |
G past nebulai | |
D C So beautiful that i could cry | |
[verse] All alone All alone All alone again Nobody to eat, nobody to hold All alone all alone all alone again, gain nobody to eat or to defend | |
[outro – verse chords] x2 | |
The Husafaria Nebula | |
Song A Day #746 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[intro] x2 | |
E A C B | |
[verse] | |
E | |
Hey man that ship is raw i'm the husfaria nebula | |
A This is my little bit o spaceified turf | |
C B You're trespassing and you know what's worse? | |
E There's a woman chasing you She's hot on the trail She looks like lunch lady with a lunch pail | |
A use the force and do what you can | |
C B I'd go looking for jonathan mann | |
Nikki's Lady Lumps | |
Song A Day #747 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[chords during dialogue] | |
D A Bm A | |
[verse] | |
Dm C Dm | |
Nikki is 21 years old | |
Bb C F | |
And a mother of 2 | |
Gm C | |
She’s a powerful woman | |
Bb C Am | |
With a powerful point of view | |
[verse] | |
Nikki don’t need no man whose imagination’s a stump | |
She’s a woman on fire | |
With her lovely lady lumps | |
[chorus - A] | |
Dm F | |
Nikki, you’ll be a midwife | |
Gm C | |
Nikki, you win at your life | |
Dm F | |
Nikki, you’ll raise your kids up | |
Gm C | |
Nikki, with all of your love | |
[chorus - B] | |
Dm C Bb C | |
Oh, Nikki x5 | |
Nikki x3 | |
[verse] | |
Nikki is a single mom | |
Getting by day by day | |
She can lay the law down | |
Upon whatever comes her way | |
[verse] | |
Nikki don’t need a man | |
Some halfhearted, spineless chump | |
She wants a man that’s full | |
And ready for her lady lumps | |
[chorus - A] | |
Nikki, you will find a true love | |
Nikki, whatever that is made of | |
Nikki, you’ll raise your kids up | |
Nikki, with all of your love | |
[chorus - B] | |
Oh, Nikki x8 | |
[bridge - A] | |
Bb C | |
So shake your lovely lady lumps, Nikki | |
F Dm | |
Shake them in the face of those who don’t appreciate them | |
Bb C | |
Shake your lovely lady lumps, Nikki | |
F Dm | |
Some day not far away you’ll show them all they’re overrated | |
Bb C | |
Oh, Nikki x2 | |
F Gm | |
You have every right to be dicky | |
Bb | |
Cuz love’s tricky | |
C | |
And sticky | |
F Gm | |
But some day you’ll find someone who can be | |
[bridge - B] | |
Bb C | |
The hunk to your lady lumps | |
Bb C | |
The tree trunk to your lady lumps | |
Bb C | |
The soulful funk to your lady lumps | |
Bb C | |
The ??? monk to your lady lumps | |
[bridge - A] | |
So shake your lovely lady lumps, Nikki | |
Shake them in the face of those who don’t appreciate them | |
Shake your lovely lady lumps, Nikki | |
Some day not far away you’ll show them all they’re overrated | |
Nikki, oh, Nikki | |
You have every right to be dicky | |
Love’s tricky | |
And sticky | |
But some day you’ll find someone who can be | |
[ending] | |
Bb C | |
All that you want him to be | |
F | |
Nikki | |
Hank is Paranoid | |
Song A Day #748 | |
First Singing Note:A# | |
[verse - A] | |
F# G# | |
I don’t like people watching me | |
B C# | |
Eyes on me that I can’t see | |
F# | |
But the fear is real | |
G# | |
It’s not in my head | |
B | |
Lucy’s out there | |
C# | |
Waiting and watching | |
[verse - A] | |
Don’t call me paranoid | |
I’m just annoyed | |
That I can’t see her | |
Don’t call me paranoid | |
I’m her boy | |
She’s my girl | |
[verse - B] | |
D#m C# | |
But I don’t wanna see her | |
D#m C# | |
Because then I’ll want to eat her | |
B | |
I’m an evil cowboy alien ninja | |
C# | |
That’s just what I do | |
[verse - A] | |
Don’t call me paranoid | |
I’m just annoyed | |
That I can’t see her | |
Don’t call me paranoid | |
I’m her boy | |
She’s my girl | |
Hank Goes For a Walk | |
Song A Day #749 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[verse - A] | |
C Am Em | |
I went on a walk on a planet M class | |
F C G I took off my shoes and waded through the grass | |
[verse - A] I felt something stare at me, which you know i hate I looked around to find the eyes and set them straight | |
[verse - B] | |
F C I found a turtle staring at me | |
F C So I walked over and said howdy | |
G F why's a varmint like you starting at me with them big red eyes | |
G F What I ever do to you? | |
G and he said | |
[chorus] x2 | |
C Em The Banquet of Gluttony | |
Am F | |
The Banquet of Gluttony | |
Dm The Banquet of Gluttony | |
F G | |
You and I | |
[bridge] | |
Em I was confused | |
F I knew not what I was supposed to do | |
Em I was confused | |
F And I had no shoes | |
Em G I said could you repeat that startling plaice of news | |
[chorus] x2 | |
[ending] | |
Em | |
I was confused | |
The Crunchies Song | |
Song A Day #750 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[intro] | |
Em | |
[verse] | |
Em D C | |
114 challengers rode into the palace grand | |
Em D C they each knelt before the king, kissed the ruby on his hand | |
D B "I have brought you here to battle for supremacy | |
Am C D Em of the land they call Silicon Valley" | |
D Em D Em D Em | |
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh | |
[verse] Venture capitalists there were and developers of apps Some arrived that had even survived the old tech bubble collapse But who would be victorious at the Crunchie tournament the audience waited breathless and anticipant Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh | |
[verse - B] | |
G D Am C 2010 2010 | |
G D Am C This was the year of location | |
G D Am C Groupon and clones changed commerce | |
G D Am C facebook traffic beat google's for the first time | |
[bridge] | |
Em C Instagram made sharing photos second nature | |
Em C Wikileaks started showing cracks in the armor | |
D C Angry Birds stole hours from each day | |
D C Facebook privacy confused us all, Hooray! | |
B The iPhone and iPad came from outerspace | |
Am C D Em The Microsoft kin fell flat, flat on it's face | |
[verse - A] The stage is set and the internet has all had their say The players sit upon their steed, their banners on display the king sits upon his throne, his face a toothy grin good luck to all of you, let the tournament begin | |
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh | |
Fans of Apple | |
Song A Day #751 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[verse] | |
D | |
The Apple 1 | |
A | |
The Apple 2 | |
G A | |
They mean to me what they mean to you | |
D A | |
I used to sit at an Apple 2V | |
G | |
Playing King’s Specimen | |
A | |
I was so happy | |
D A | |
My babysitter, she had a Mac | |
G A | |
I could turn it on all by myself | |
D A | |
Sound effects from Dark Castle | |
G A | |
Ringing in my ears | |
[chorus - A] | |
D A | |
We’re the fans of Apple | |
Bm G | |
And our hearts are strong and true | |
D A | |
Fans of Apple | |
Bm G | |
And we always follow through | |
[chorus - B] | |
F#m G D | |
Though the company almost died in 1997 | |
A | |
We were promised then, right by the speech | |
G A | |
Jobs turned it up to 11 | |
[verse] | |
I had an iBook G3 then a Powerbook G4 | |
When the G3 got stolen | |
Had a 15 inch titanium | |
Man that thing was golden | |
A first gen iPod | |
Just 5 gigs | |
But back then that was so big | |
The first Airport | |
First wireless networking in my dorm | |
[chorus - A] | |
We’re the fans of Apple | |
And our hearts are strong and true | |
We’re the fans of Apple | |
And we always follow through | |
[chorus - B] | |
Though the company almost died in 1997 | |
We were promised then, right by the speech | |
Jobs turned it up to 11 | |
[chorus - A] | |
We’re the fans of Apple | |
And our hearts are strong and true | |
We’re the fans of Apple | |
And we always follow through | |
A Brief History of Macworld | |
Song A Day #752 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[intro chords] | |
Am G F | |
C F C | |
[verse] | |
Am G F C F C | |
in 1997, steve jobs took the stage | |
Am G F after 12 long years returning | |
C G ushering in a whole new age | |
Am G F he announced a deal with Microsoft | |
E7 that people didn't very much like | |
Am G F but they were ecstatic to see him | |
C G it was the dawn after the long long night | |
[chorus] x2 | |
F at macworld mac | |
G world | |
C Am it all happened at macworld | |
F macworld | |
[verse] in 1998 steve dropped the imac and the powerbook G3 there was no going back in 1999 the ibook was released airport seemed like magic steve the prophet and the priest | |
[chorus] x2 | |
[bridge] | |
Am C F G OS ten and the G4 Cube | |
Am C F G iTunes and the powerbook g4 | |
Am C F G the first flat screen iMac yeah | |
Am C F G 17 and 12 inch powerbooks more | |
Am C F G iMac G5 powerpc still alive | |
Am C F G mac mini ipod shuffle and iwork, oh | |
Am C F G intel core duo imacs ready to go | |
Am C it all happened at mac world F G | |
it all happened at mac world | |
[chorus]x2 | |
[verse] in 2007, the keynote was all Steve we knew something big was coming what was it going to be? and just like that he said it: the iphone was finally here i stood up from my computer did a dance and let out a cheer at macworld | |
[chorus]x4 | |
[outro – chorus chords] x4 | |
Get Better, Steve Jobs | |
Song A Day #753 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[intro chords] x3 | |
C Am G F | |
[verse] | |
C Am | |
in your heart there's a message plain | |
G and it cuts through the doubt and pain there's a crowd singing loud | |
F and your proud to lead them | |
C Am change the world in ways that speak | |
G to the blind perfection that you seek | |
F and you grow make it so but you know you need them | |
[chorus] | |
C GET BETTER, GET BETTER | |
Am | |
GET BETTER, GET BETTER | |
G F draw a line to the time when we'll find you strong and healthy | |
C GET BETTER, GET BETTER | |
Am | |
GET BETTER, GET BETTER | |
G F take the time to design and to find what it is that you need | |
[verse] i wanna see you back on stage i wanna feel so amazed i watch you bring us through and you do convince me life is funny and life is strange it takes us places we cannot change stranding tall hear the call given all your history | |
[chorus] | |
[verse] | |
in your heart there's a message plain and it cuts through the doubt and pain there's a crowd singing loud and your proud to lead them change the world in ways that speak to the blind perfection that you seek and you grow make it so but you know you need them | |
The Mac vs. PC Conciliatory Song | |
Song A Day #754 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[intro chords]x2 | |
F C Am Bb | |
[chorus] | |
F C | |
you can use a mac, you can use a mac | |
Am Bb you can use pc, pc | |
F C it really doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter | |
Am Bb to me, to me | |
[verse - A] (rapped) | |
(key change to F minor) | |
Fm exchanges are heated on internet forums all semblance of civility is gone decorum is lacking with people attacking one another the debate is pointless hear me sisters and brothers | |
[verse – B] | |
(back to F Major) | |
F C macs are good | |
Dm pcs are also good | |
Bb just stop fighting | |
F C or if you're gonna fight | |
Dm don't fight about computers | |
Bb fight about something that matters | |
Live Xbox vs. Playstation | |
[chorus]x3 | |
Daring Fireball | |
Song A Day #755 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[verse] | |
F | |
Daring Fireball, yeah | |
Dm | |
For astute observation | |
F | |
Daring Fireball, oh | |
Dm | |
Informed speculation | |
Bb | |
Daring Fireball | |
C | |
With John Gruber | |
F Dm | |
Daring fireball, fire | |
F Dm | |
Daring fireball, fire | |
[verse] | |
Daring Fireball, oh | |
For in depth analysis | |
Daring Fireball, yeah | |
Doesn’t get any better than this | |
Oh, John Gruber | |
Don’t follow him on Twitter | |
Unless you really like baseball | |
He really likes baseball | |
John Gruber, yeah | |
[ending] | |
Bb C F | |
John Gruber, daring fireball | |
The Apple Patent Song | |
Song A Day #756 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[intro chords] x2 | |
F C Dm Bb | |
[chorus] | |
F C | |
Apple patent | |
Dm Bb | |
It’s fun to think about them | |
F C | |
Even if they won’t be used | |
Dm Bb | |
It’s still fun to guess | |
[chorus] | |
Apple patent | |
It’s fun to think about them | |
Even if they won’t be used | |
It’s still fun to guess | |
[verse] | |
F C | |
An Apple bike | |
Dm Bb | |
What would that be like? | |
F C Dm Bb | |
I would ride it all around the town | |
F C Dm Bb | |
Apple TV with motion control | |
F C Dm Bb | |
Some kind of wand to make your pictures roll | |
F C Dm Bb | |
Solar technology inside a touch screen | |
F C | |
A thing of beauty | |
Dm Bb | |
But what does it mean | |
[pre-chorus] | |
Am Dm | |
These things won’t necessarily happen | |
Am Bb C | |
But it’s fun to speculate | |
[verse] | |
A kind of touch screen iMac | |
Oh yeah | |
Swivel pivot on its back | |
What about using your iPhone to unlock your door | |
I never thought of that before | |
Is this a Bluetooth, ear piece, iPod Shuffle like device | |
Cuz that would be cool | |
[pre-chorus] | |
These things won’t necessarily happen | |
But it’s fun to speculate | |
[verse] | |
Sharable apps | |
Oh yeah | |
They could be here perhaps | |
Oh yeah | |
Camera peripherals | |
Uh huh | |
Don’t these already exist? | |
I think so | |
A laptop with a built in projector | |
Now that’s something that would be really bright | |
[pre-chorus] | |
These things won’t necessarily happen | |
But it’s fun to speculate | |
[chorus] | |
Apple patent | |
It’s fun to think about them | |
Even if they won’t be used | |
It’s still fun to guess | |
Apple patent | |
It’s fun to think about them | |
Even if they won’t be used | |
It’s still fun to guess | |
Oh | |
MacWorld Rehersal | |
Song A Day #757 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[verse] | |
Am G F C | |
in 1997, steve jobs took the stage | |
Am G F after 12 long years returning | |
C G ushering in a whole new age | |
Am G F he announced a deal with Microsoft | |
E(7) that people didn't very much like | |
Am G F but they were ecstatic to see him | |
C G it was the dawn after the long, long night | |
[chorus] | |
F at macworld | |
G macworld | |
C (Em) Am it all happened at macworld | |
F macworld | |
[verse] in 1998 steve dropped the imac and the powerbook G3 there was no going back | |
Cuz then he had a heart attack in 1999 the ibook was released airport seemed like magic steve the prophet, Steve the priest | |
[chorus] x2 | |
macworld macworld it all happened at macworld macworld | |
[bridge] | |
Am C F G OS ten and the G4 Cube | |
Am C F G iTunes and the powerbook g4 | |
Am C F G the first flat screen iMac yeah | |
Am C F G 17 and 12 inch powerbooks more | |
Am C F G iMac G5 powerpc still alive | |
Am C F G mac mini ipod shuffle and iwork, oh | |
Am C F G intel core duo imacs ready to go | |
Am C F G it all happened at mac world | |
[chorus] x2 | |
[verse] in 2007, the keynote was all Steve we knew something big was coming what was it going to be? and just like that he said it: the iphone was finally here i stood up from my computer did a dance and let out a cheer | |
[chorus] x2 | |
The iPad 2 | |
Song A Day #758 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[verse] | |
G F | |
I don't know bout you | |
G F but i'm excited about the ipad 2 G F D | |
cause it's gonna be really cool, oh yeah | |
G F with cameras that number 2 | |
G F and an a5 chip to boot | |
G F D with speakers that are improved, oh yeah | |
[chorus] | |
F G D | |
Thats the iPad 2 | |
F G D | |
Thats the iPad 2 | |
[ending] | |
C | |
But when's it coming out | |
G | |
I don't know | |
I Like Brunch | |
Song A Day #759 | |
First Singing Note:F | |
[verse] | |
Bb C F | |
I like brunch! X2 | |
Gm Gm F(C on second time) | |
Brunch likes me! X2 | |
Dm Dm C | |
Let’s eat brunch! X2 | |
F | |
Today! | |
Ostrich Song | |
Song A Day #760 | |
First Singing Note: C# | |
[intro chords] x2 | |
E F#m | |
[verse] | |
B A E | |
ostrich in new zealand | |
B A E can i be your friend i wanna hug you how you feeling? | |
B A E ostrich stop for a visit | |
B A E is there something you want or need right now what is it? | |
F#m cause the sun is shining | |
A E and a breeze is blowing too | |
F#m we stopped driving | |
A E B forgot about where we're going for you | |
[chorus] | |
E B ostrich ostrich | |
F#m A B though you can't fly | |
E B A you are a most impressive bird | |
E B ostrich ostrich | |
F#m A B look into my eyes | |
E B A i love you with a love that's not absurd | |
[verse] ostrich in mattamatta i wish i knew your mauri name i know oughta ostrich in the field i wanna hop up on your back with a sword and shield like joust for atari oh ostrich i'm sorry ohhh i'm sure you get that a lot from tiny snot nosed fools | |
[chorus] | |
Coffee Burnt Tongue | |
Song A Day #761 | |
First Singing Note:D# | |
[intro chords]x4 | |
B E | |
[verse] | |
B | |
coffee | |
B A B coffee burnt tongue | |
A B and tea in my throat | |
A B and Emaline's note | |
A G#m C#m in the morning sun | |
B coffee burnt tongue | |
[verse] under my coffee burnt tongue an unswallowed pill that undoubtedly will start an argument about my coffee burnt tongue | |
[chorus] | |
C#m A if you could see what i see | |
E B these visions inside me | |
C#m A fog is condensing | |
E B and angels come riding | |
C#m A each step i'm taking | |
E B some sin i'm erasing | |
C#m A standing there naked | |
E B sleeping, untasting | |
[verse] my coffee my coffee burnt tongue the words in my mouth i can't get them out air stuck in my lungs coffee burnt tongue loving my coffee burnt tongue learning why it exists in my furiousness i come undone | |
but my coffee burnt tongue my coffee burnt tongue | |
[chorus] if you could see what i see an earthquake, a flooding the mystery unfolding my tongue is exploding knowing, not knowing the hand that i'm holding and always that feeling animals are growing | |
[verse] | |
coffee coffee burnt tongue and tea in my throat and Emaline's note in the morning sun my coffee burnt tongue | |
Michi's Finger Dance | |
Song A Day #762 | |
(No Lyrics) | |
[part – A] x2 | |
B D#m C#m F# | |
[part – B] x 2 | |
E F# | |
[part – A] x2 | |
[part – B] x2 | |
[part – A] x1 | |
Tomorrow Comes Along | |
Song A Day #763 | |
First Singing Note:D | |
[verse] | |
Gm C F Bb Am | |
cringing in the corner and laughing at the sunspears | |
Gm C F Bb Am spinning out infinity while emptying my spuntears | |
Eb Dm i don't want to go home | |
Cm C don't want to go home, don't want to just yet | |
[verse] golden light from high above the corner store is boarded bubbles rainbow on my face and my face distorted i don't want to go home don't want to go home, don't want to just yet | |
[chorus] | |
D E tomorrow comes along | |
B D and i write another song D E tomorrow comes along | |
B D C Bb A and i write another song | |
[verse] whisper in the darkness and breaking light of dawning blisters in my memory shake the dream i'm yawning i don't want to go home don't want to go home just yet | |
[verse] steaming life volcano ashes on the natives aces high 4 of a kind i wonder how he'll play it | |
i don't want to go home don't want to go home, don't want to go home | |
[chorus] | |
tomorrow comes along and i write another song | |
tomorrow comes along and i write another song | |
My Band | |
Song A Day #764 | |
First Singing Note: G | |
[verse] | |
Eb Bb | |
will you come to my show tonight | |
Eb Ab it'll be really fun and i'm baking cookies | |
Cm Bb G7 Ab vegan cookies are the best | |
Eb my bands really good | |
Bb we rock pretty hard | |
Eb if you know the words | |
Ab you can sing along | |
Cm Bb G7 Ab we'll cheer you up if you are depressed | |
[chorus] | |
Eb my band: | |
Ab the rock cookie bottoms | |
Eb my band: | |
Bb i'm so glad i got em | |
Eb my band | |
Ab we rock and roll | |
Eb my band | |
Bb we have heart and soul | |
[verse] we sing about polar bears ployamourous we sing about ardipithicus ramidus oh we sing about link and zelda too the songs are likely to get stuck in your head your sweet tooth is likely to be fed everything old will suddenly seem news | |
[chorus] x3 my band: the rock cookie bottoms my band: i'm so glad i got em my band we rock and roll my band we have heart and soul | |
You Can Do It, Nicole | |
Song A Day #765 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[intro chords] x2 | |
C Bb F | |
Am G | |
[chorus] | |
C Bb | |
You can do it | |
F | |
You can do it | |
Am | |
Come on, Nicole | |
G C | |
You can do it | |
Bb | |
You can do it | |
F | |
You can do it | |
Am | |
Come on, Nicole | |
G | |
You can do it | |
[verse] | |
Am F | |
When you pass your driving test | |
Am G | |
Your new car won’t smell like smoke | |
Am | |
When it’s windy in LA | |
F Am G | |
You won’t have to go outside and be in danger of the ??? front | |
[chorus] | |
You can do it | |
You can do it | |
Come on, Nicole | |
You can do it | |
You can do it | |
You can do it | |
Come on, Nicole | |
You can do it | |
[bridge] | |
F Am | |
I believe in you | |
Bb F Am | |
Oh, I believe in you | |
Bb | |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh | |
F Am Bb | |
I believe in, I believe in, I believe in | |
C | |
You, you, you | |
[outro] | |
F Bb | |
You can do it, Nicole | |
F Bb | |
You can do it, Nicole | |
F Bb | |
You can do it, Nicole | |
C F | |
You can do it, Nicole | |
Wren the Polyamorous Bear (Live!) | |
Song A Day #766 | |
First Singing Note:B | |
[intro chords] | |
E F#m D A | |
[verse] | |
E F#m D | |
I knew a polar bear | |
A | |
His name was Wren | |
E F#m D A | |
He fell in love with a flock of penguins | |
E F#m | |
But he was polyamorous | |
D A | |
He believed it could work | |
E F#m | |
But the penguins were monogamous | |
D A | |
So he left feeling like a big jerk | |
[chorus] | |
E F#m | |
Oh, Wren | |
D F#m A | |
Polyamorous polar bear | |
E F#m | |
Oh, Wren | |
D F#m A | |
Polyamorous polar bear | |
[verse] | |
He sought refuge in his iceberg home | |
But the ice was melting and so he set out alone | |
Wandering the tundra, searching for love | |
Cursing the ground that he walked upon | |
And resenting the sun above | |
[chorus] | |
Oh, Wren | |
Polyamorous polar bear | |
Oh, Wren | |
Polyamorous polar bear | |
[verse] | |
Two years of walking | |
He arrived in New York | |
He got a flat I Brooklyn | |
The fish market was his work | |
One day while catching the subway | |
He was in a big hurry | |
He bumped into a girl that was dressed as a polar bear furry | |
She introduced him to her friends | |
[chorus] | |
Oh, Wren | |
You finally found a new home | |
Yeah, Wren | |
The polyamorous powar bear | |
Oh yeah | |
You Went to Bennington | |
Song A Day #767 | |
First Singing Note:Eb | |
[intro] | |
Eb | |
Money's tight | |
Cm there's never enough | |
Ab I know I'm living | |
Gm job to job | |
Cm to job | |
Bb it's kind of a pain | |
Ab Bb each 1st of the month i feel the strain | |
[verse] | |
Cm but wherever you are | |
Bb whatever you're doing | |
Gm Ab whatever insane dream you're pursuing | |
Cm a couple of bucks | |
Bb to your onetime home | |
Gm Ab Bb that warm cocoon the stepping stone | |
[chorus] | |
Eb | |
Went to Bennington | |
Ab Cm Bb did you get naked at midnight breakfast | |
Eb | |
Went to Bennington | |
Ab Cm Bb did you dress up as the opposite sexes | |
Eb | |
Went to Bennington | |
Ab Cm Bb did you fall in love with a beautiful girl there | |
Eb | |
Went to Bennington | |
Ab Bb did you have deep conversations at the end of the world | |
[verse] i know it seems lame to ask for money when you barely have enough to keep it all running one day we'll all be rich with any luck but 5 or 10 bucks it isn't that much [chorus] Went to Bennington did you see all the awesome bands at sunfest | |
Went to Bennington did you spend 36 hours on a project with no rest | |
Went to Bennington did you get laid and lots of bruises at rollerama | |
Went to Bennington did you do the walk of shame with yesterdays clothes as your pajamas | |
Went to Bennington did you fall in love with a beautiful girl there | |
Went to Bennington did you have deep conversations at the end of the world Went to Bennington did you get laid and lots of bruises at rollerama | |
Went to Bennington did you do the walk of shame with yesterdays clothes as your pajamas | |
And the Body Sings | |
Song A Day #768 | |
First Singing Note:D | |
[verse] | |
G Em C D | |
Move your body if you can't sing | |
G Em C D Just make a sound if you don't feel like dancing | |
G Em C D I am here now. I am 7 sons. | |
G Em C D G My body sings to the beat and sound of seven drums | |
A C D G A | |
oh. And the body sings, oh. C D G A C D | |
And the body sings. | |
[verse] Legs that propel, hands for grasping And I sit still feel time lapsing And the tears fall and then I'm dry Turn my body off put it on standby oh. And the body sings, oh. | |
And the body sings. | |
[verse] I can't move And I can't stop moving And despite myself I can't stop improving Tripping down the stars I fall and shatter bones And I break my head oh. And the body sings, oh. | |
And the body sings. | |
[verse] In a muscle, in a tendon In my blood at a rate that is ascending Stretch it out now, curl up tight And the body sings in the stage fright oh. And the body sings, oh. | |
And the body sings. | |
[verse] There's an earthquake, there's a flooding There's a cut now the countertops are bloody I hear the wind blow, I smell the fire And my body sings, I turn it up higher oh. And the body sings, oh. | |
And the body sings. | |
[bridge] | |
Em D C I can't move, and I can't stop moving. | |
Em D C | |
And it's by myself, I know I'll never stop improving. | |
B C D | |
Tripping down the steps, I fall and shatter bones and I break my head | |
[verse] | |
Use it all now in combination Happy birthday, congratulations It's a heat wave and electric You can do it You'll never make it oh. And the body sings, oh. | |
And the body sings. | |
[verse] Break dance break down: See it smell it taste it touch it Feel it as the waves pound LIke the president Like a Saudi King Like clock work oh. And the body sings, oh. | |
And the body sings. | |
[outro]x4 | |
A C D G | |
The body sings, The body sings. | |
I Just Can't Reach It | |
Song A Day #769 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[intro] | |
Gm | |
i'm reaching so far | |
Eb i'm reaching so hard | |
F i'm reaching... | |
D but i just can't make it | |
[verse - A] | |
Gm i know what i want | |
Bb but i just can't reach it | |
Gm i know what i need | |
C but i just can't reach it | |
Gm i know what i want | |
Ab but i never can reach it Gm D | |
[verse - A] people lay dying i just can't reach it everything is changing i just can't reach it no matter what i do i never can reach it | |
[verse – B] | |
F Bb gotta remember to breathe | |
C D and still it's all just so frustrating | |
Bb Gm blinking and i'm suffocating | |
C the walls come crashing in | |
[verse - B] gotta remember to feel but the weight of the days just passing by me don't give up i just keep trying to reach it | |
[verse - A] | |
Well, I know what i want but i just can't reach it i know what i need but i just can't reach it i know what i want but i never can reach it | |
[verse - A] people lay dying i just can't reach it everything is changing i just can't reach it no matter what i do i never can reach it | |
[verse - B] gotta remember to love in as many was as possible somehow don't single out as the walls come crashing in | |
[verse - B] gotta remember to sit but the shit gets going and i start to fading blinking and i'm suffocating | |
D to reach it | |
[verse – B chords] x2 | |
Sha na na na na, sha na na na na | |
[verse - A] | |
Well, I know what i want but i just can't reach it i know what i need but i just can't reach it i know what i want but i never can reach it | |
[verse - A] people lay dying i just can't reach it everything is changing i just can't reach it no matter what i do i never can reach it | |
The Red Panda Hop | |
Song A Day #770 | |
First Singing Note:C# | |
[verse] | |
A D E | |
two red pandas trying to get in the house | |
A F#m E two red pandas trying to figure it out | |
A D E one red panda starts hopping around | |
A F#m E and singing as he's jumps from the ground | |
[chorus] | |
A hop hop hop | |
D E to get what you want | |
A hop hop hop | |
F#m E keep hoppin on | |
A hop hop hop | |
D E and you don't stop | |
A F#m E | |
[verse] three red pandas are now on the scene prowling around trying to find some cuisine but the one red panda has the idea and all three voices ring out clear | |
[chorus] you gotta hop hop hop if you wanna get what you want you gotta hop hop hop and you hoppin and you don't stop you gotta hippity hoppity hop | |
if you wanna get what you want | |
you gotta hippity hoppity hop | |
and you hippity hop, you don't stop | |
[verse] the red panda was classified as a raccoon and i can see why But now it's got it's own family so they jump for joy and they sing loudly | |
[chorus] hop hop hop to get what you want hop hop hop keep hoppin on hop hop hop hopping is fun hop hop hop red pandas don't stop hop hop hop and you don't stop | |
Snow Fort | |
Song A Day #771 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[verse] | |
C Em | |
No school, no school today | |
Am F G | |
I was tired, I’m wide awake | |
C Em | |
I heard it on the radio | |
Am F | |
Put on your snow pants | |
G | |
Come on, let’s go | |
[verse] | |
No school, no school today | |
Let’s see how many forts we’ll make | |
The plow’s plowed snow 20 feet high | |
Start digging, I’ll see you on the other side | |
Mom, I’m missing all the fun x4 | |
Can Jonathan come out to play? | |
There’s no school today | |
The snow’s piled high | |
And everybody’s asking why | |
[bridge] | |
F G | |
Cause Jonathan’s got the flu | |
C Em Am | |
And he’s curled up eating chicken soup | |
Em Am | |
Maybe in a little bit | |
Em Am | |
He’ll feel better and up to it | |
F G | |
But for now he needs his rest | |
[verse] | |
No school, no school today | |
Don’t listen to what they say | |
They say we’re too young to know | |
But I love you | |
Put on your snow pants | |
Come on, let’s go | |
We’ll build a home out of the snow | |
We’ll build a family out of snow | |
Snow, snow, snow | |
Rodent to Rodent, Father to Son | |
Song A Day #772 | |
First Singing Note:F | |
[verse] | |
Bb F | |
is it a cosmic mystery | |
Eb F the way that things work out? | |
Bb F is it simply preordained | |
Eb Cm or can it go another route? | |
Bb i know | |
Gm i know | |
Eb F i don't believe in god | |
Eb F but i don't believe in coincidence | |
Eb F except for very few instances | |
Eb F i have no explanation but this | |
[chorus] | |
Bb Gm rodent to rodent | |
Eb F father to son | |
Bb Gm through distance and time | |
Bb Gm the heart would not be undone | |
Bb i know | |
Gm i know | |
Eb F sometimes I don't know what I believe | |
Eb F Bb but i believe in love Gm Eb F | |
[verse] what brings us all together though we wander separate paths like newton's second law drawn in by the mass i know i know sometimes science can't explain complicated relationships of humans and the long ellipse that leads us to back to where we started from | |
[chorus] | |
rodent to rodent father to son through distance and time the heart would not be undone i know i know sometimes I don't know what I believe but i believe in love | |
[verse] what makes us similar what marks our differences it's somewhere deep inside us but we don't know where it is i know i know that nature plays a part but the recipe is complicated a twisting turning never straight ed path that leads us back to where we started from | |
[chorus] | |
rodent to rodent father to son through distance and time the heart would not be undone i know i know sometimes I don't know what I believe but i believe in love | |
The Beast Pageant | |
Song A Day #773 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[verse] | |
D | |
i spend all day staring at screens | |
G my words deferred to machines D i gotta level up up and out | |
G D i gotta spend more time outta the house | |
[pre-chorus] | |
G i want to dance more | |
A allow a chance for | |
D big and little things to happen to me | |
G let's get startin' | |
A grow a garden | |
D A big and little things start growing | |
[chorus] x2 | |
D i want to roll along | |
G | |
i want to roll along | |
D | |
i want to roll along | |
A | |
in the beast pageant | |
[verse] dig a hole and take a swim look in the mirror and talk to him pick up a hammer and tear it down wash your troubles until they've drowned | |
[pre-chorus] | |
[chorus]x2 | |
[verse] start the fire my heart designed put out the fire in my mind shut out the frivolous and the crazed open my eyes to be amazed | |
[pre-chorus] | |
[chorus]x4 | |
Deep Thoughts with a Capybara | |
Song A Day #774 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[verse] | |
F Gm | |
life is simple | |
Bb Am life is complicated | |
F Gm one day it's the worst | |
Bb Am the next it's the greatest | |
Dm Gm from a single point | |
Bb C all outcomes are made | |
F Gm each moment anoints | |
Bb Am a rolling cascade | |
[pre-chorus] | |
Dm and i | |
Gm just sit here | |
C thinking all these thoughts as the water keeps falling | |
[chorus]x4 | |
Bb C F (Dm) the water is falling on my head | |
[bridge]x2 | |
F Capybara Hey! | |
Gm Capybara ho! | |
Bb Everybody sing! | |
Am H20! | |
[chorus]x4 | |
Happy Birthday, Thomas Hughes | |
Song A Day #775a | |
First Singing Note:F# | |
[verse] | |
D G | |
Happy Birthday Thomas | |
Bm A Your chord progressions confuse us | |
D G But they're merry, merry colors | |
Bm A They wash away our blueses | |
[verse] Happy Birthday Thomas We know you won't refuse us We glad that you're our brother We wish that we were Hughes's | |
D G D Happy Birthday Thomas! | |
Who the Hell is Arcade Fire | |
Song A Day #775b | |
First Singing Note:Ab | |
[chorus]x2 | |
Fm Cm Eb Bb | |
Who the hell is arcade fire and why did they win a grammy | |
[verse - A] | |
Fm Ab Db Bbm | |
Who is arcade fire and why did they win album of the year | |
Fm Eb Fm Eb Esperanza Spalding? WHO THE $%#^ | |
Db Eb C Grammys have something against famous people | |
[verse - A] Who in the hell were those suburbs ppl that won album of the year? omg really i'm pissed what is an arcade fire and why are people excited for it? | |
[chorus] | |
[verse - B] | |
Ab Db arcade fire is an indie rock band | |
Eb Ab based in montreal | |
Ab Db i think you'd really like them if you give them a chance | |
Eb Ab they are indie but by no means small | |
[verse - B] they've sold out madison square garden they been number 1 on the charts before you let your heart harden let a little of them into your heart remember this? | |
[ending] | |
Ab Db Eb Ab i bet when you saw that trailer you went online to look them up | |
Db Ab arcade fire, now you know who they are | |
Db Ab arcade fire, they're pretty damn big stars | |
Hatred and Indifference | |
Song A Day #776 | |
First Singing Note:F | |
[intro chords]x2 | |
(Fm Ab C Db) x3 | |
(F Eb Bb C) x2 | |
[verse] | |
Fm Db C | |
i left my home in a wheelbarrow | |
Fm Db C i learned to sing from a blind sparrow | |
Fm Bb the rain started falling and it turned to hail | |
Fm Eb Db C and i stepped on a rusty nail | |
[verse] the day turned white in the blink of an eye i couldn't see the trucks that were passing me by i sat beneath a crabapple tree one fell down and said to me | |
[chorus] | |
Fm we're all just | |
Ab poor imitations | |
Db Bb present company included | |
Fm when you | |
Ab cast no shadow | |
Db Bb you'll finally free | |
[chorus] when you love everybody then your love's diluted hatred and indifference it's evolutionary | |
[verse] doobie do wah wah doobie do wah wah this was the sound i heard and let me describe the scene i saw | |
[verse] gi joes in a widening gyre a bottomless pit with an endless fire invention stuping necessity and a new born baby that said to me with eyes wide as cute as can berq | |
[chorus]x2 we're all just poor imitations present company included when you cast no shadow you'll finally free when you love everybody then your love's diluted hatred and indifference it's evolutionary | |
Apart on Valentines Day | |
Song A Day #777 | |
First Singing Note:B | |
[intro chords] x2 | |
E D A | |
[chorus] | |
E D A | |
Why is love hard? | |
E B | |
It builds you up ‘til it tear you apart | |
E D A E B | |
No one will ever know just what’s in your heart | |
[verse] | |
C#m B F# | |
‘Til you show them x2 | |
C#m B F# | |
Know them | |
C#m B F# | |
Show them | |
C#m A | |
Apart on Valentine’s Day | |
C#m A | |
It doesn’t matter anyway | |
A B | |
Cause I’m here and you’re there | |
And it happens everywhere | |
[chorus] | |
Why is love hard? | |
It builds you up ‘til it tears you apart | |
No one will ever know what’s in your heart | |
Go! With Zach Anner! | |
Song A Day #778 | |
First Singing Note:B | |
[intro] | |
E A | |
C#m B | |
[verse] | |
E A | |
you can plan and plan and plan a trip | |
C#m B but things go wrong and start | |
G#m to slip out of control | |
A B you gotta learn to roll and play | |
E A when it tastes and looks and smells like you | |
C#m B made a wrong turn back at timbuktu | |
G#m A life give you wheelchairs | |
B you gotta make lemonade | |
[chorus] | |
E C#m | |
you gotta, go with Zach, go with Zach, | |
A B | |
go with Zach, Anner | |
E C#m | |
go with Zach, go with Zach, | |
A B | |
go with Zach, Anner | |
[verse] oh with humor and sincerity zach will show you how to see that plans break down but you can always repair no mountain too high or valley low no atlantis is too fictional or underwater zach will take you there | |
[chorus] | |
you gotta, go with Zach, go with Zach, | |
go with Zach, Anner | |
go with Zach, go with Zach, | |
go with Zach, Anner | |
[bridge] | |
E A | |
you gotta admit, that the dude is ballsy | |
C#m B | |
and he's got the sexiest palsy | |
E A | |
you gotta admit, that the dude is ballsy | |
C#m B | |
and he's got the sexiest palsy | |
[ending chorus] | |
(repeat bridge chords to end of song) | |
go with Zach, go with Zach, | |
go with Zach, Anner | |
go with Zach, go with Zach, | |
go with Zach, Anner | |
go with Zach, go with Zach, | |
go with Zach, Anner | |
go with Zach, go with Zach, | |
go with Zach, Anner | |
A Rainy Day in Berkeley | |
Song A Day #779 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[intro chords] | |
D D7 B A | |
[verse] | |
D D7 Bm | |
a rainy day in berkeley | |
A i'm cold and kind of hungry | |
D D7 Bm my baby's off in thailand | |
A I've got nothing planned | |
[verse - B] | |
G Em but something's going on tonight | |
G Em and it's got me wound up tight | |
G Em my circuits are about to blow | |
G A gotta lay me down lay down low | |
[verse] everybody's getting sick spring is here but winter's thick i've done all that i could to stay healthy knock on wood | |
[verse - B] but people wanna sneeze on you and bacteria is on the move i'm always washing my hands otherwise got nothing planned | |
D tonight | |
Umble | |
Song A Day #780 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[intro chords] x2 | |
C F | |
[verse] | |
C F | |
i can't do much more right now than mumble | |
C F i need a elder wand like dumble | |
C F headache's always make you feel humble | |
C F i wanna lay down and disassemble | |
[verse] did i fall last night or take a tumble? my memories are all a jumble they form and then they seem to crumble they start to run and inevitably stumble if i was a football action i'd be fumble if i were a bee i'd be a bumble | |
[ending] | |
Am G ok i just felt my stomach rumble | |
F G C i better go eat breakfast until i'm full | |
String Theory | |
Song A Day #781 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[verse] | |
C G F C | |
I wish i understood string theory | |
C G F C and i don't mean just in layman's terms | |
C G F C i wanna understood the math clearly | |
C G F C i wish that i could deny or confirm Am D the truth of it, the truth of it | |
[verse] i wish that i was good at math long equations and formulae the problem is that i can barely add but man i just really want see the truth of it, the truth of it | |
[pre chorus]x2 | |
C G F | |
oh, oh, oh | |
[chorus] | |
Am math and logic explain it all | |
D but i'm just not logical | |
C G F i don't know what i'll say before i'll talk | |
C G F i'm more kirk and way less spock | |
C G F i don't know what i think most of the time | |
C G F i'm way more janeway and way less 7 of 9 | |
[verse] i want to be able to say, "yeah there are multiple universes and here's the math that proves there's another you that looks just like me in a universe somewhere where the color red is green that's the truth of it, that's the truth of it | |
[pre chorus]x2 | |
oh, oh, oh | |
[chorus] | |
math and logic explain it all but i'm just not logical i don't know what i'll say before i'll talk i'm more kirk and way less spock i don't know what i think most of the time i'm way more janeway and way less 7 of 9 | |
[verse] i want to hang out with edward witten i want to sing a song in the LHC i want to understand mathematics the way i understand songwriting that's the truth of it | |
[pre chorus]x4 | |
oh, oh, oh | |
Hey, Defriender | |
Song A Day #782 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[intro chords] x2 | |
Bb F Dm C | |
Bb F C | |
[verse] | |
F Bb | |
is there a doctor in the house? | |
Dm C it's a medical emergency | |
F fights are breaking out | |
Bb Dm C and i'm running out of tea | |
F Bb Dm break dancers are breaking down the doors | |
C with funky moves made out of | |
F C nostalgic 80s toys and lego bricks | |
[chorus] | |
F Bb F and i'm the only witness left | |
F Bb F to a crime that left innocence dead | |
F Bb F they say it was an accident | |
C but that's only half the truth | |
Bb C hey big spender | |
F Dm your the donald trump of crooks | |
Bb C hey defriender | |
F Dm we were friends on the 'ol Facebook | |
Bb C hey new mothers | |
F Dm don't name your children after me | |
Bb F C cause it's likely to cause them pain | |
[intro chords] x1 | |
[verse] is there a waterfall? cause i'd like to jump right in i was born after all to go chasing them hot tubs hotter and hot dog slaughter and milk cow mooing above the moon jumped over a 4 leaf clover of love | |
[chorus] and i'm the only witness to a sign that things are changing soon but i'd like to share with you the truth | |
hey big spender your the donald trump of crooks hey defriender we were friends on the 'ol Facebook hey new mothers don't name your children after me cause it's likely to cause them pain | |
[intro chords] x2 | |
Down a Hole | |
Song A Day #783 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[intro chords] | |
(Dm Gm Dm A | |
Dm Gm A7) x2 | |
(D C D) x2 | |
A | |
[verse] | |
F Am Gm Dm | |
on the road to the other side | |
F Am C down the hole where grandpa died | |
F Am Gm Dm i came across a three piece man | |
F Am Bb C well met i said well met by chance | |
[chorus] | |
Dm C Dm everything was down that hole | |
Dm C Dm every living and dead soul | |
Dm C Dm cold as fish and black as coal | |
A they'd never heard of rock and roll | |
Dm Gm i told you, i warned you | |
Dm A i said they wouldn't listen | |
Dm Gm you ran out, found jesus | |
Dm A and now you're into his thing | |
Dm Gm a soldier, can onlya | |
Dm A shoot what's there in front of him | |
Dm Gm no one can, fly higher | |
A7 than death he's there above him | |
[bridge] | |
Gm will the feeling never die? | |
Dm will the feeling never die? | |
C despite untold years | |
Bb passing quickly by? | |
Gm on another boat | |
Dm on a boat across the sea | |
C will the feeling never die | |
A is it love that lives for eternity | |
[verse] up i said up to life and lightness enough i said bring me brightness i climbed a rope and crawled out blinking just in time to see the moon winking | |
[chorus] | |
everything was down that hole every living and dead soul cold as fish and black as coal they'd never heard of rock and roll i told you, i warned you i said they wouldn't listen you ran out, found jesus and now you're into his thing a soldier, can onlya shoot what's there in front of him no one can, fly higher than death he's there above him | |
Blowing the Dust Out of the Cartridge That is my Mind | |
Song A Day #784 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[intro chords] x2 | |
F Bb Dm C | |
[chorus] | |
F Bb Dm C | |
Blowing the dust out of the cartridge that is my mind, that is my mind x2 | |
[verse] | |
F | |
I have memories | |
Bb of games gone by | |
Dm days in my life | |
C in the corners of my mind | |
[verse] the first time i held a controller watching cut scenes to get psyched for playing watching my brother play kung fu the weirdness that was mario 2 | |
[chorus] | |
Blowing the dust out of the cartridge that is my mind x4 | |
I've Got to Remember to Breathe | |
Song A Day #785 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[verse] | |
C F | |
life is slow when things take time | |
C F but like goes by in the blink of an eye | |
[chorus] | |
Am G F you've got to remember to breathe | |
Am G F i've got to remember to breathe | |
[verse] life takes time but i don't mind walk the line my heart defined | |
[chorus] | |
you've got to remember to breathe i've got to remember to breathe | |
The Disease | |
Song A Day #786 | |
First Singing Note:D | |
[verse] | |
Bb Eb F Gm | |
tell your mother tell your father tell your brother tell your sister | |
Bb Eb F Gm everybody's coming down with a brand new disease | |
Bb Eb F Gm on the way to the oak grove singing it's a potluck, what you bringing? | |
Bb Eb F Gm i'm bringing my monkey with expertise | |
[pre-chorus] | |
Eb F don't worry if you can't | |
Eb F remember like elephants | |
Eb F you will pick up the secant | |
Eb F and you'll see what moses meant | |
[chorus] | |
Bb F it'll make you bigger faster | |
Gm Eb it'll tap your inner disaster | |
Bb F it'll make you stronger smarter | |
Gm Eb it'll make me love you harder | |
[verse] this monkey gave it to me one morning when she bit me i gave it to my girlfriend and she gets around let it take you to the place inside you where love isn't something hiding don't fight it just ride it all the way down | |
[pre-chorus] don't worry if you can't dance like man should dance you'll be the president all your evident | |
[chorus] x2 | |
it'll make you bigger faster it'll tap your inner disaster it'll make you stronger smarter it'll make me love you harder | |
Catan! | |
Song A Day #787 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[intro chords] | |
F Dm Bb F | |
Bb C Dm | |
F Dm Bb F | |
Dm C F | |
Bb C | |
F Dm Bb C | |
F Dm C Bb C | |
DM C Bb C Dm | |
F Dm Bb F | |
do you want to trade some ore for some sheep? | |
Bb C Dm no no no | |
F Dm Bb F do you want to trade some bricks for some wheat? | |
Dm C F no no no | |
Bb do you have the longest road? | |
C do you have the biggest army? | |
F do you want to build a settlement | |
Dm why haven't you rolled a three | |
Bb C F i don't know | |
Dm C Bb C catan! | |
Dm C Bb C catan! | |
Bb we shape the outcome of this land | |
C with two die and our 8 hands | |
Bb sheep and brick and wood and sand | |
C not really sand | |
catan! | |
catan! | |
ISS | |
Song A Day #788 | |
(No Lyrics) | |
[part – A] x8 | |
C F | |
[part – B] x4 | |
C Dm Em Dm | |
[part – A] x8 | |
The Charlie Sheen Quotes Song | |
Song A Day #789 | |
First Singing Note:D | |
[intro chords] | |
Dm F | |
Dm F | |
Dm F A | |
[verse] | |
Dm | |
I have spent I think close to the last decade | |
F effortlessly and magically | |
A converting your tin cans into pure gold | |
Bb A Amateurs | |
[verse] I'm tired of pretending like my life isn't perfect and bitchin' and winning every second trolls and fools | |
[chorus] | |
Dm I am battle tested bayonets | |
Gm i got poetry in my fingertips | |
A you can't process me with a normal brain | |
Bb A Dying is for fools. | |
[chorus] i'm tired of pretending like i'm not special like i'm not a bitchin rockstar from mars I'm still alive, which is pretty cool. | |
[verse] Resentments are the rocket fuel that lives in the tip of my saber. CBS picked a fight with a warlock | |
[verse] i have tiger's blood adonis dna i wanted to watch jaws on the ocean in the dark and be afraid [chorus] I am battle tested bayonets i got poetry in my fingertips you can't process me with a normal brain Dying is for fools. | |
[chorus] i'm tired of pretending like i'm not special like i'm not a bitchin rockstar from mars I'm still alive, which is pretty cool. | |
[bridge] | |
C Bb Charlie Sheen wake up from your dream | |
F Gm come back to us we don't know where you're going | |
C Bb Charlie Sheen we love you please don't be mean | |
F A let your freak flag fly but maybe not so high | |
[chorus] I am battle tested bayonets i got poetry in my fingertips you can't process me with a normal brain Dying is for fools. | |
[chorus] i'm tired of pretending like i'm not special like i'm not a bitchin rockstar from mars I'm still alive, which is pretty cool. | |
Steve Job Announces the iPad 2 | |
Song A Day #790 | |
First Singing Note:B | |
[verse] | |
B | |
well i was watching the liveblog | |
F# on engadget | |
A there was steve | |
E oh my god | |
B why isn't it streaming | |
F# they streamed the last two | |
A and there is steve | |
B oh my god | |
F# B no one expected steve | |
[verse - B] to be there | |
G#m but now he is there | |
F# E and we're so glad that he's healthy enough | |
[verse - B] to stand on stage and do his thing announce the ipad 2 as it was meant to be | |
[ending] | |
B | |
We all knew it was the iPad 2 x2 | |
But Steve Jobs | |
Oh! It Doesn't Matter | |
Song A Day #791 | |
First Singing Note: F | |
[verse] | |
F | |
i don't know where i'm going i don't know what i'm doing | |
C i don't know who i am | |
F oh | |
[verse] i'm on a mountain with no bottom i'm part spring and part autumn wave your reasons if you got 'em oh | |
[verse] one claw reaching for the sun and stars and one claw reaching for a lover's hand there's so much i don't understand oh | |
[verse] losing sometimes feels like winning doing good can feel like sinning if she feels bad, why's she grinning oh | |
[ending] x2 | |
F | |
it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter | |
I Stand | |
Song A Day #792 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[intro] | |
F Dm Gm C7 | |
[verse] | |
F | |
everywhere you turn | |
Dm folks are turning on each other | |
Gm i cannot explain | |
C7 why we cause each other pain | |
[verse] will we ever learn to respect one another see the obvious embrace our differences | |
[pre-chorus] | |
Dm i make not think you're right | |
Am or even that you're sane | |
Bb C but i'd save you from a burning building | |
[chorus] | |
F Bb F Bb i stand with the living beings | |
F Bb from the bigots and the bone heads | |
C to the unborn machines | |
F Bb F Bb i stand with the religious and with the atheists | |
F Bb i stand with the racist grandpas | |
C and with the wide eyed kids | |
F Bb i stand (x4) | |
[verse] something in the water is madness inducing discontent is sown and powerlessness is grown in the early morning hours the hopelessness is loosened through thought and exercise and an opening up of the eyes | |
[pre-chorus] | |
i make not think you're right and you may not think the same but you'd save me from a burning building | |
[chorus] i stand with the living beings from the bigots and the bone heads to the unborn machines i stand with the religious and with the atheists i stand with racist grandpas and with the wide eyed kids i stand | |
Heart For Rent | |
Song A Day #793 | |
First Singing Note:Bb | |
[verse] | |
Eb | |
I moved out of my old heart | |
Ab Eb when I didn't fit anymore | |
Cm boxes piled everywhere | |
Bb you could barely see the floor | |
[verse] I lived there for several years was a dark time in my life I moved in to a brand new heart with lots of natural light | |
[pre-chorus] | |
Ab and that worked out for a year or so | |
Cm but my love just seems to grow and grow | |
Ab like i just moved in, but i got to go | |
Bb this place is about to burst | |
[chorus] | |
Eb Bb Heart for rent, heart for rent | |
Ab Cm i've loved every minute of the time i've spent | |
Fm and I don't want to misrepresent | |
Ab Bb I just need something bigger | |
[chorus] heart for rent, heart for rent a midsize heart with a lilac scent hard wood floors and barely lived in move in date's tomorrow | |
Heart for rent | |
[verse] the dimensions change wall to wall it's quite hard to measure the shower is pretty small but it's got great water pressure | |
[verse] the neighbors can be kind of loud but they'll have you over for dinner there's a woman down the street that teaches yoga if you're a pro or a beginner | |
[pre-chorus] i try to be the best i can be in every major artery i wash the floors keep the kitchen clean but this place is about to burst | |
[chorus] | |
Heart for rent, heart for rent i've loved every minute of the time i've spent and I don't want to misrepresent I just need something bigger heart for rent, heart for rent a midsize heart with a lilac scent hard wood floors and barely lived in move in date's tomorrow | |
Heart for rent | |
[ending] | |
Ab Eb Bb Eb come by to the open house | |
Ab Eb Bb Eb come by there'll be cookies there | |
Ab Eb Bb Cm come by this place has got to go | |
Ab Bb Cm | |
This heart’s for rent | |
Ab Bb Eb | |
This heart’s for rent | |
Bites All Over | |
Song A Day #915 | |
Wheeeeee | |
Bmaj | |
Hey mosquito | |
F#maj | |
Don’t bite my toe | |
Bmaj | |
Any way the wind blow | |
Emaj | |
You’re never alright, oh | |
Bmaj | |
When you bite | |
Emaj F#maj | |
You bite so hard | |
You’re sticking to me | |
In the yard | |
Hey little wasp-y | |
Don’t double cross me | |
I’m gonna toss thee | |
Up in a pine tree | |
Go back to your hive | |
And hide away | |
You won’t get out alive | |
If you come out to play | |
Bum bum bad um | |
Ma na da da da dum | |
Bum bum bad um | |
Ma na da da da dum | |
Bum bum bad um | |
Ma na da da da dum | |
Ba da dum da da dum | |
Ba da dum da da dum | |
Ba da dum da da dum | |
Hey little bumble | |
Let’s take a tumple | |
A jungle rumble | |
Your stinger will crumble | |
If you sting me | |
Oh you will die | |
And I’m a gonna punch you | |
In the eye | |
Bum bum bad um | |
Ma na da da da dum | |
Bum bum bad um | |
Ma na da da da dum | |
Bum bum bad um | |
Ma na da da da dum | |
Ba da dum da da dum | |
Ba da dum da da dum | |
Ba da dum da da dum | |
Dummmm | |
Hey mosquito | |
Don’t bite my toe | |
Any way the wind blow | |
You’re never alright, oh | |
When you bite | |
You bite so hard | |
Sticking to me | |
There in the yard | |
Mosquito go away | |
I’m itchy | |
(Don’t forget to vote!) | |
Conversations on Sunday | |
Song A Day #977 | |
(Instrumental, no lyrics) | |
[Chord progression throughout song] | |
C Em Am | |
C Em Am | |
C Em Am | |
Em D G | |
Someone’s Gotta Stick it to the Man | |
Song A Day #978 | |
First Singing Note: D | |
[verse] | |
D | |
Everything is going wrong | |
And anyone with any sense can see the reason | |
A | |
There are major corporations | |
D | |
With more rights than any human | |
It’s all backwards | |
Bm A | |
They fund our democracy | |
F#m G | |
And every single way they can | |
Em | |
It’s time that somebody stood up | |
A | |
‘Cause someone’s gotta stick it to the man | |
[chorus] | |
D G D | |
You gotta stick, You gotta stick, You gotta stick, | |
Bm A | |
Someone’s gotta stick it to the man | |
D G D | |
You gotta stick, You gotta stick, You gotta stick, | |
Bm A | |
Someone’s gotta stick it to the man | |
[verse] | |
So you got Anonymous | |
And WikiLeaks | |
And that’s a start | |
And I support them | |
Even though I don’t agree with | |
Every single thing they do | |
I still support them | |
I feel so powerless | |
They’ve got this gross, greedy cynical plan | |
But it’s up to us to disrupt it | |
Yeah someone’s gotta stick it to the man | |
[chorus] | |
You gotta stick | |
Someone’s gotta stick it to the man | |
You gotta stick | |
Someone’s gotta stick it to the man | |
I said | |
Someone’s gotta stick it to the man | |
[bridge] | |
F#m | |
When I say “they” | |
G | |
I’m not trying to be mysterious | |
D | |
I’m talking ‘bout Goldman Sachs | |
And Bank of America | |
A | |
They just rule over us | |
F#m | |
Now I’m not a conspiracy theorist | |
G | |
And you don’t have to be to see | |
D | |
That there’s something not quite right | |
A | |
At the heart of our democracy | |
Because they’re | |
Bm A | |
They’re throwing people in jail | |
Bm | |
For not paying their debt | |
A | |
They’re taking over whole towns | |
G | |
Like Benton Harbor Michigan | |
A G | |
I’m talking left and the right | |
A | |
They’re all in on the march | |
G A | |
So go out, and do something drastic | |
B | |
Something peaceful | |
F#m | |
Something big | |
To get their attention | |
[verse] | |
There’s a great big flood a’comin’ | |
And it’s gonna change the world | |
Can you feel it | |
Gonna change it for the better | |
Or the worse | |
I think it’s up to us to choose it | |
Well they made their vision clear | |
Now it’s time we took our stand | |
I don’t wanna be afraid anymore | |
It’s time for us to stick it to the man | |
[chorus] | |
C’mon and stick it | |
C’mon and stick it | |
C’mon and stick it | |
Someone’s gotta stick it to the… | |
C’mon and stick it | |
C’mon and stick it | |
C’mon and stick it | |
Someone’s gotta stick it to the… | |
C’mon and stick it | |
C’mon and stick it | |
C’mon and stick it | |
Someone’s gotta stick it to the MAN | |
Hey Man, You Can’t Do That | |
Song A Day #979 | |
First Singing Note:Db | |
[chorus] | |
Bbm Ab Bbm Ab Bbm | |
Hey man, you can’t do that | |
Db Cm | |
No one does that and gets away with it, now | |
Bbm Ab Bbm Ab Bbm | |
Hey man, you can’t do that | |
[verse] | |
Cm | |
That thing you did just now | |
Without really thinking | |
Db | |
Well it’s really frowned upon around here | |
Cm | |
That feeling in the pit of your stomach | |
Db | |
That sinking means we’re coming for you | |
Eb | |
And we’re coming for you, and | |
[chorus] | |
Hey man, you can’t do that | |
No one does that and gets away with it, now | |
Hey man, you can’t do that | |
[verse] | |
When the sun is down | |
And the stars come shining | |
You can’t, do the thing | |
You just did just now | |
But deep within yourself | |
Like a miner that’s mining | |
You’ll see that we’re not joking | |
[chorus] | |
Hey man, you can’t do that | |
No one does that thing around here | |
Hey man, you can’t do that | |
No one does that and gets away with it, no | |
Hey man, you can’t do that | |
Stop being a jerk | |
And doing that thing, oh | |
Hey man, you can’t do that | |
I’m Not Sure of Anything | |
Song A Day #980 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[verse] | |
Em C7 | |
I’m just a man who feels love in his heart | |
C#dim7 | |
Cupid sitting at the bar | |
C7 | |
His friends are throwing darts | |
Em | |
Other things we love | |
C7 | |
The things that set us apart | |
C#dim7 C7 | |
I’m not sure of anything | |
Am | |
There was silence | |
F7 | |
And then there was noise | |
F#7dim | |
I felt annoyed | |
F7 | |
It was like some kind of poison | |
Am | |
I had to conclude | |
F7 | |
I was not like other boys | |
F#7dim F7 | |
I’m not sure of anything | |
[bridge] x2 | |
Bm C Dbm C | |
[verse] | |
A gross mis-underestimation | |
Is that a word? | |
I delight in occurrences | |
And touch the absurd | |
Firebrand and ballyhoo and dragons like birds | |
I’m not sure of anything | |
Awkward man and sinners summers | |
Come to an end | |
You don’t need lovers | |
When you have got friends | |
It’s that time of year again | |
And now you’re attending | |
I’m not sure of anything | |
Nooo | |
[bridge]x2 | |
You Look Like Pants | |
Song A Day #981 | |
First Singing Note:D | |
[Verse] | |
Dm | |
Hey what you doing? | |
G(m) | |
I was just sitting here | |
F | |
What are you thinking? | |
Ab dim Gm | |
That you look like pants | |
Dm | |
What does that mean? | |
Gm | |
It means we’re on your side | |
F | |
Well why didn’t you say so? | |
Ab dim Gm | |
Just didn’t | |
[pre-chorus] | |
F Bb A | |
How am I ‘sposed to get another car moving | |
F | |
If the car that I’m in | |
Bb A | |
Has had its battery drained | |
F | |
I could use a jump lift | |
Bb A | |
Out of time and space | |
C Db C | |
To break down the way of this | |
[chorus] | |
Dm Bb | |
Ahhhh ohhh | |
C Bb | |
As long as you are healthy | |
Db Bb | |
Ohhh oh | |
C Bb | |
And nobody died | |
Dm Bb | |
Ohhh oh | |
C Bb | |
Things could get a lot worse, and | |
Dm Bb | |
Ohhh oh | |
C Bb | |
Just sit back and ride | |
F | |
That’s what I said, hey | |
[verse] | |
Was that a chorus there? | |
Oh yes I think it was | |
It brought it all home | |
But what did it mean? | |
I have no idea | |
Well, that’s ok you know | |
Yeah I guess it is | |
Just trust us we’re sure | |
[pre-chorus] | |
Well why is every day just like breaking my back? | |
With all these stupid demands | |
On my time and my eyes | |
Are looking down into pixels | |
That are formed into stuff | |
That ends up making my head hurt | |
Ouch ouch | |
[chorus] | |
Ahhhh ohhh | |
As long as you are healthy | |
Ohhh oh | |
And nobody died | |
Ohhh oh | |
Things could get a lot worse, and | |
Ohhh oh | |
Just sit back and ride | |
That’s what I said, hey | |
Awesome Generic Birthday Song | |
Song A Day #982 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[verse] | |
A Ab | |
Happy Birthday | |
Db Gb | |
From me to you | |
E F# | |
This is the one in which | |
B | |
Your dreams come true | |
A Ab | |
Happy Birthday | |
Db F# | |
Go eat a cake | |
E F# | |
Or if you prefer pie | |
B | |
You should demand it | |
Saying | |
“It’s my birthday | |
And I want pieeeee” | |
Life is Circular | |
Song A Day #983 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[Verse] | |
G | |
Ohhh | |
G D C D | |
Life is cyclical | |
G D | |
Is circular | |
C D | |
Is round and round | |
G D C D | |
We tried to make it square | |
G D C D | |
The best attempt that I have found | |
[verse] | |
That the more I square it up | |
Try to shape it to my expectations | |
The more it won’t cooperate | |
The more it tests my patience | |
[verse] | |
Life is randomness | |
And we bring meaning to it | |
It’s a jumble of bits and atoms | |
That form around us | |
As we move through it | |
And the order that we bring | |
Just decays when we are gone | |
And so it’s cyclical | |
A random circle in the great beyond | |
Oooooh oooh | |
[verse] | |
And love is close to life | |
As patterns start emerging | |
In an interstellar battle | |
Of heavy forces converging | |
In the human brain | |
The great and the small | |
Are intertwined to form our thoughts | |
The old and the new | |
Will collide in the dark | |
From the universe into | |
The tiniest of dots | |
The tiniest of dots | |
Just one tiny point in space | |
What You Are | |
Song A Day #984 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[verse - A] | |
C | |
Interstellar matter as a spirit in the flesh | |
C dim Is enough to make me wonder | |
C Patterns recognized as what they can or cannot be | |
C dim Tears my mind asunder | |
[verse - B] | |
Am C Don't misunderestimate | |
B Don't try to keep it straight | |
Bb When it wants to soar | |
Am Don't try and represent | |
C A life you haven't spent | |
D sus D In search of something more | |
[verse - A] Carry it inside like a parasite alive It’s telling you the truth Cooing like a babe that is fresh out the womb And searching for a home | |
[verse - B] I don't want to tell you What you can and can't do I don't want that on my back But don't look anywhere But here and here and there When you're feeling out of whack | |
[chorus] | |
Bm Em When you're feeling old and dusty | |
Bm Em And quiet and untrusting | |
C Just remember | |
D What you are | |
[verse - A] Pushing on the edges of universe uncaring Is the best that I can do Pictures into thoughts and words out into pictures And no space for me slash you | |
[verse - B] | |
Do it in the morning When you can hear the calling Of the rocks a tumbling down It's only an appearance A static interference That you wear your halo crown | |
[verse - A] Under every hill and over every home hangs Sloppy dripping noise We try to make it sense but it hardly ever does And mostly it destroys | |
[verse - B] Every single thought the instant that you think it Every action when it's done Time is unforgiving and so the grin you’re grinning Is all the more miracle | |
[chorus] | |
When you're feeling old and dusty And quiet and untrusting Just remember | |
When you're feeling old and dusty And quiet and untrusting Just remember What you are | |
Just remember | |
What you are | |
[ending] | |
G | |
I Want to be Lighter than Air | |
Song A Day #985 | |
First Singing Note:B | |
[verse] | |
E | |
OK I give up | |
B | |
I’ll do anything | |
C#m A | |
As long as you don’t mess | |
With me anymore | |
[verse] | |
I’m just so sick of it | |
1,000 questions | |
And no answers at all | |
Why does a body always have to wait? | |
It makes pause and hesitate | |
It’s not that I wanna be so cool and not care | |
I just wanna be lighter than air | |
[verse] | |
K, and I’m depressed | |
Can’t shake the feeling that you didn’t listen anyway | |
My hired gun | |
Was stressed sometimes | |
But I’m always serious in what I say | |
[verse] | |
Why does a body always have to beg | |
To keep his hold off the golden eggs? | |
You’re a nobody body and you never cared | |
I just wanna be lighter than air | |
Take this Body | |
Song A Day #986 | |
First Singing Note:C# | |
[verse] | |
C#m | |
Take this body weak and human | |
Make it strong but still leave room inside | |
My heart for worlds to grow | |
Where there was no mountain there before | |
There will be | |
Will be a mountain | |
In my heart | |
In my heart | |
[chorus] | |
C#m | |
(Take take my body) | |
A | |
Take this body | |
(Take take my body) | |
B | |
And replace it | |
(Take take my body) | |
G# | |
With your body | |
(Take take, take take) | |
[chorus] | |
(Take take my body) | |
Take this body | |
(Take take my body) | |
And replace it | |
(Take take my body) | |
With your body | |
(Take take, take take) | |
[verse] | |
Take this body old and broken | |
Replace the parts that never woke and | |
Sleep until they need to be woken up | |
Up up plea | |
There will be | |
They will be the mountain | |
In my heart | |
In my heart | |
[chorus chords through end] | |
(Take take my body) | |
Take this body | |
(Take take my body) | |
And replace it | |
(Take take my body) | |
With your body | |
(Take take, take take) | |
(Take take my body) | |
Take this body | |
(Take take my body) | |
And replace it | |
(Take take my body) | |
With your body | |
(Take take, take take) | |
(Take take my body) | |
Take this body | |
(Take take my body) | |
And replace it | |
(Take take my body) | |
With your body | |
(Take take, take take) | |
(Take take my body) | |
Take this body | |
(Take take my body) | |
And replace it | |
(Take take my body) | |
With your body | |
(Take take, take take) | |
Take take my body | |
Take take my body | |
Take take my body | |
Take take, take take | |
Take take my body | |
Take take my body | |
Take take my body | |
Take take, take take | |
Take take my body | |
Just take this body | |
Take take my body | |
Take this body | |
Take take my body | |
Take take take | |
Take take my body | |
Just take my body | |
Take take my body | |
And replace it | |
Take take my body | |
Just take my body | |
Take take, take take | |
Panda Rocking Chair Song | |
Song A Day #987 | |
First Singing Note:C# | |
[verse] | |
A E | |
Everything sucks | |
G#m A B | |
I’m just stuck in here with you people laughing | |
A E | |
It’s just too much | |
G#m A B | |
Not even hanging balls will make me feel better | |
A E | |
Sure I got all the bamboo I could eat | |
A E | |
Sure I got all kinds of vets and people taking care of me | |
G#m A | |
But what I really need is some kind of magical fun | |
B | |
To make me feel my bear | |
[chorus] | |
E | |
Rocking chair | |
C#m B A | |
You make a panda like me | |
E | |
Rocking chair | |
C#m B A | |
Uh feel almost free | |
E | |
Rocking chair | |
C#m B A | |
I think you just may be | |
B | |
The answer I needed | |
[verse] | |
Oh my God why | |
Did I ever let myself get captured? | |
Look at me cry | |
When I think about the life I should be living | |
I could be out wandering Southwestern China | |
I could be going to school to be a graphic designer | |
Oh I could be wild | |
Instead I’m tame | |
And so I’m depressed | |
[chorus chords through end] | |
But | |
Rocking chair | |
You make a panda like me | |
Rocking chair | |
Uh feel almost free | |
Rocking chair | |
I think you just may be | |
The answer I’ve needed | |
Rocking chair | |
You make a panda like me | |
Rocking chair | |
Uh feel almost free | |
Rocking chair | |
I think you just may be | |
The answer I’ve needed | |
Rocking chair | |
You make a panda like me | |
Rocking chair | |
Uh feel almost free | |
Rocking chair | |
I think you just may be | |
The answer I needed | |
Praying to a Non-Existent Cat | |
Song A Day #988 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[verse] | |
F Bb | |
Every day I do the very same thing | |
C Bb Am | |
I sit down and I sing, sing, sing | |
F | |
Brush my teeth | |
Bb | |
Rinse my mouth | |
C Bb | |
And what I wanna sing about | |
[chorus] x2 | |
F Bb Am Gm | |
Ahhh ah ah | |
[verse] | |
Given all the time in the world | |
What would I do? | |
If I had to choose | |
I’d spend it with you | |
[bridge] | |
F Bb | |
I am praying to a non-existent cat | |
Dm | |
and a jump excited dog | |
C | |
Who could carry me on his back | |
Into the future full of fog | |
and the non existent cat | |
will bring me an inconsistent mouse | |
and we'll live inside a home | |
Converted from a house | |
Oooh oooh | |
Be converted from a house | |
Be converted from a house | |
Praying to a Non-Existent Cat | |
Song A Day #9 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[verse] | |
F Bb | |
Every day I do the very same thing | |
C Bb Am | |
I sit down and I sing, sing, sing | |
F | |
Brush my teeth | |
Bb | |
Rinse my mouth | |
C Bb | |
And what I wanna sing about | |
[chorus] x2 | |
F Bb Am Gm | |
Ahhh ah ah | |
[verse] | |
Given all the time in the world | |
What would I do? | |
If I had to choose | |
I’d spend it with you | |
[bridge] | |
F Bb | |
I am praying to a non-existent cat | |
Dm | |
And a jump excited dog | |
C | |
Who could carry me on his back | |
Into the future full of fog | |
And the non-existent cat | |
Will bring me an inconsistent mouse | |
And we'll live inside a home | |
Converted from a house | |
Oooh oooh | |
Be converted from a house | |
Be converted from a house | |
Video Games | |
Song A Day #989 | |
First Singing Note:G# | |
[verse] | |
A | |
Well I just wanna play | |
I wanna play all the video games | |
D | |
And I don't listen what they say | |
Cause I just wanna play those video games | |
A | |
You watch watch all your movies | |
And you're reading your novels too | |
Bm | |
But I just wanna play those video games | |
D A | |
Wanna play all the video games now with you | |
E | |
Yes I do | |
[verse] | |
Well you read your magazines | |
And your dancin' to blow off steam | |
And your hot tub in the rain, naked | |
Hangin' with champagne | |
And you're lost on the internet | |
And you listen to records too | |
But, I just wanna play those video games | |
I wanna play all the video games with you, | |
Yes I do | |
[verse chords] | |
I just wanna play, video games | |
I just wanna play, video games | |
I just wanna play, video games | |
I just wanna play, video games | |
I wanna play, I wanna play, I wanna play, I wanna play video games | |
[verse chords] | |
I said, I just wanna play, video games | |
I just wanna play, video games | |
I just wanna play, video games | |
I wanna play, I wanna play, video games | |
I wanna play those video games | |
Wanna play those games | |
nah | |
Up Out Over This Mess | |
Song A Day #990 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[verse] | |
C Am | |
When I can't sleep I stay up late, | |
C Am | |
I'm lost in thought as I contemplate | |
Dm Ebdim Em | |
The state of this universe and my place inside | |
G | |
this rattlin' ride | |
[verse] | |
It's gotten me feeling like my brain's a trap | |
So I go to the park and I take a nap | |
The sun goes down, behind the trees | |
I zip up my hoodie, as I start to freeze | |
[chorus] | |
F Dm | |
Behind my eyes, there's something sticking | |
F Dm | |
Make me blind, to the tick tick tickin | |
Am Bb | |
Tack of time, with the coin for death | |
F G | |
To carry you over on out of this mess | |
[verse] | |
Maybe a walk on the trail will help | |
Its where I belong more than anywhere else | |
I pass by people who barley acknowledge | |
that walking and running is just country old following | |
Snake and rapid does life for death | |
Speed and muscle til there's nothing left | |
I only like it, when today is calm | |
Tomorrow will bring a great big storm | |
[chorus] | |
Behind my eyes, there's something sticking | |
I'm deaf and blind, to the tick tick tickin | |
Tack of time, with the coin for death | |
To carry you over on out of this mess | |
[verse] | |
If I didn't know better, I'd be upset | |
Well, Im-a go get her when I know what to get | |
When its all laid out in big arrays | |
I can opportunize and not be afraid | |
But now I'm stuck loving what I've done | |
And it makes the aftermath though not so fun | |
I give it my all, but what does it do | |
It can do everything or never go through | |
[chorus] x2 | |
Behind my eyes, there's something sticking | |
Make me blind, to the tick tick tickin | |
Tack of time, with the coin for death | |
To carry you over on out of this mess | |
Sookie, Oh Sookie (True Blood Song) | |
Song A Day #991 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[verse] | |
Em D Em | |
Sookie, Oh Sookie, everybody loves you | |
D Em | |
With your reading of minds, and that light thing you do | |
D Em | |
Your fairy powers that stem from your heart | |
D | |
Sookie, Oh Sookie, you've been it from the start | |
[verse chords to end of song] | |
Sometimes a lost bird is too scared to fly | |
You lost your grand, but you don't need to cry | |
there's blood in your veins, its a curse and a gift | |
Sookie, Oh Sookie, thats just how it is | |
Your heart is so big, it will fill all Bon Temps | |
And all Louisiana, every last goddamn swan | |
There's pure light inside you, when it comes out in waves | |
Of every emotion, when theres friends to be saved | |
Mysterious witches, and maenads galore | |
Theres no power that can stand up to what you have in store | |
When you're lost and confused, you don't belong | |
Sookie, Oh Sookie, you've been it all along | |
Sookie, Oh Sookie, everybody loves you | |
With your reading of minds, and that light thing you do | |
With your fairy powers that stem from your heart | |
Sookie, Oh Sookie, you've been it from the start | |
Sookie, Oh Sookie, you've been it from the start | |
This Ain't Over | |
Song A Day #991 | |
First Singing Note:G | |
[verse] | |
C Em | |
You lunk head, you dunce | |
C Em | |
If I told you a million times I told you once | |
C Em | |
You dumb bell, you crook | |
C Em | |
You steal and lie about what you took | |
[chorus] | |
F Em | |
This ain't over, Its not over | |
C | |
no no no | |
[verse] | |
You street rat, you punk | |
You pile of goo, you slimy pile of gunk | |
you never do well, you naïve | |
from a burning building you, I would not save | |
[chorus] | |
And this ain't over, it ain't over | |
no no no | |
[verse] | |
You clot pole, you lout | |
don't look at me like you don't know what this is about | |
you jolt head, you knit | |
you smell like a wet dog and you clothes don't fit | |
[chorus] | |
This ain't over, this ain't over | |
no no | |
[verse] | |
You ham fist, you fluke | |
you've got no facts with which you can rebuke | |
you weasel, you pox | |
its a plague on my ears when you open your mouth to talk | |
[chorus] | |
This ain't over, this ain't over | |
no no no | |
no no no | |
Business | |
Song A Day #992 | |
First Singing Note:E | |
[intro] | |
C G F | |
Da da, da da da da da da | |
C G F | |
Da da, da da da da da da | |
Am F | |
Da da, da da da da da da | |
Dm G | |
Da da da, da da da da da da da | |
[intro chords] | |
I don't think its anybody's business | |
Nobody's business but my own | |
You can't have it, both ways | |
You can't have it on a telephone | |
[intro] | |
The End of Techcrunch | |
Song A Day #993 | |
First Singing Note:G# | |
[verse] | |
E B A | |
Hey AOL, what the hell are you doing | |
E B A | |
Is there any part of the internet that you don't want to ruin | |
C#m B | |
Sure Arrington's a jerk, but he's our jerk. Dammit. | |
F#m B | |
Techcrunch without him, well it just won't work | |
[verse] | |
Hey Ariana, you're a real smart lady | |
but some parts of you business, well they seem kind of shady | |
From unpaid bloggers now you're firing Mike | |
You can't just fire you don't like | |
[verse] | |
Well we don't read techcrunch for its high moral standards | |
We read it for the drama and MG Seigler's reporting | |
Yeah, Arrington's a jerk, but he's our jerk, dammit. | |
You can't have the original enterprise without captain Kirk | |
[verse] | |
Just like I don't read the Huffington post to find out the news | |
No, I read it for the cute cat videos, and I read it for the boobs | |
Oh, all good websites have certain things that we like | |
Erick Schonfeld's great, but see he's not Mike | |
[bridge] | |
E A E | |
When you hook up with AOL | |
E A E | |
I guess you buy into their business plan | |
C#m A E | |
Blogging on an assembly line | |
E A E | |
Just empty words to be packaged then | |
B A E | |
No regard for the quality | |
B A E | |
And no regard for personality | |
F#m A | |
Just automatons punching keys | |
F#m A | |
But I want real people and ideas | |
F#m A | |
Sometimes conflicted and messy | |
C#m B | |
Thats with real real people writing free | |
A | |
Whatever you say about Arrington | |
B | |
and his conflicts of interest | |
A | |
The man at least he speaks his mind | |
B | |
No matter the consequences | |
[verse] | |
Hey AOL, what the hell are you doing | |
Is there any part of the internet that you don't want to ruin | |
Please stop buying things that I like to read | |
Especially sites that you don't understand | |
And you don't need, oh yeah | |
Three Other Boys | |
Song A Day #994 | |
First Singing Note:A | |
[verse] | |
F Dm | |
The girl was a handful, but she didn't quite fill my cup | |
F Dm | |
until she sat me down in the bucket seats, snarled buckle up | |
Am C | |
I was under her control, didn't have much of a choice | |
Bb | |
She stopped the car, kicked me out | |
C | |
Picked up the other boys | |
[interlude] x2 | |
F Dm | |
[verse] | |
I was statuesque by the side of the road | |
Couldn't even raise my thumb I felt | |
As if i'd been struck by madness | |
Blind and deaf and dumb | |
When a car stopped, to help me out | |
I couldn't even raise my voice | |
But they lifted me, from beneath my arms | |
It was these three other boys | |
[interlude] x4 | |
F Dm F Dm | |
Save yourself | |
F Dm F Dm | |
Save yourself | |
[verse] | |
Now I'm home and myself again | |
Never follow a pretty face | |
into the pits of hell or anywhere | |
that love can't be replaced | |
I sit and stare, and eating shit | |
And I don't make any noise | |
But I find that I do think about those three other boys | |
[interlude to end] | |
Solo Show Together | |
Song A Day #995 | |
First Singing Note:F | |
[verse] | |
Fm Eb | |
I havn't played a solo show in a really really long time | |
Ab Bbm | |
I guess maybe I havn't been in a solo state of mind | |
Fm | |
But a solo show is a misnomer | |
Eb | |
cause even if you are playing alone | |
Ab | |
Unless nobody came to your show | |
Bbm | |
You're not really playing alone | |
[chorus] | |
Db Gb Ab | |
So its a solo show together | |
Db Gb Ab | |
Its a solo show together | |
Db Gb Ab | |
a solo show together | |
Db Gb Ab | |
a solo show together | |
[verse] | |
But I haven't played a solo show in many many years | |
I guess maybe a solo show is facing some old fears | |
But a solo show is a misnomer | |
cause even if you are playing alone | |
Unless nobody came to your show | |
You're not really playing alone | |
[chorus] | |
Its a solo show together | |
Its a solo show together | |
a solo show together | |
a solo show together | |
[bridge] | |
Gm7 | |
And even if nobody comes to your show | |
Fm Eb Db | |
Don't be sad, no no no | |
C7 | |
Think of it as practice | |
Gm7 | |
If you throw a party, and nobody comes | |
Fm Eb | |
and you feel rejected and you feel dumb | |
Db | |
but someone somewhere loves you | |
C7 | |
and thats enough | |
[verse] | |
Its been a long time between solo shows | |
but the time just flies, it flies | |
Maybe i've got some thicker skin | |
maybe i'm more wise | |
But a solo show is a misnomer | |
unless you're completely alone | |
but you're never completely alone | |
and also on the other hand, you're completely alone | |
[chorus]x2 | |
Its a solo show together | |
Its a solo show together | |
a solo show together | |
a solo show together | |
Gonna Unequip | |
Song A Day #996 | |
First Singing Note:B | |
[verse] | |
Bm D | |
Little devices, all around me | |
A F# | |
Making noises, the air gets cloudy | |
Bm D | |
I can't keep up with the information | |
A F# | |
What if I just stop paying attention | |
[chorus] | |
G Bm Em | |
Ding ring bleep bloop | |
Bm F# | |
I'm drowning in information soup | |
G Bm Em | |
Ring ding bloop bleep | |
Bm F# | |
Its vibrating when I'm asleep | |
[verse] | |
My synapses overloading | |
Frontal cortex near exploding | |
What if I just disconnected | |
Where could I go to seek protection | |
[chorus] | |
Bleep blip ding ring | |
I don't wanna hear anything | |
Bloop blop ding blip | |
Its time I got unequiped | |
unequiped | |
[bridge] | |
Bm | |
Well i'm gonna give it just one more minute | |
And I'm gonna get out now | |
Gonna live in a cave with no radio waves | |
Which nature does allow | |
And if that cave ain't far enough | |
I'm gonna build a ship | |
Gonna live on a moon | |
Clatch bang boom | |
And i'm gonna unequip | |
A F# | |
Said I'm gonna unequip | |
A F# | |
I'm gonna unequip | |
A F# Bm | |
I'm gonna un, unequip | |
[verse] | |
Little devices the devil made | |
or the devil in all of us | |
that keeps us in chains | |
so we remain | |
trained to never put up a fuss | |
[chorus] | |
Ding ring bleep bloop | |
I'm drowning in information soup | |
Ring ding bloop bleep | |
Its vibrating when I'm asleep | |
[bridge] | |
Well i'm gonna give it just one more minute | |
And I'm gonna get out now | |
Gonna live in a cave with no radio waves | |
Which nature does allow | |
And if that cave ain't far enough | |
I'm gonna build a ship | |
Gonna live on a moon | |
Clatch bang boom | |
And i'm gonna unequip | |
Said I'm gonna unequip | |
I'm gonna unequip | |
I'm gonna un, unequip | |
[verse] | |
Creeping up, very slowly | |
so incremental, we're never knowly | |
running around a new dictator | |
the danger could have never been greater | |
[chorus] | |
Bleep blip ding ring | |
I don't wanna hear anything | |
Bloop blop ding blip | |
Its time I got unequiped | |
unequiped | |
unequiped | |
unequiped | |
The Universe's Bodily Functions | |
Song A Day #997 | |
First Singing Note:C# | |
[verse] | |
F# A#m G#m D#m | |
Time melts like Salvado Dali predicted | |
F# A#m G#m D#m | |
Particles that travel faster than the speed of light | |
A#dim Bdim | |
And so, Einstein was wrong | |
A#dim Bdim | |
How can we trust science if the conclusions are forgone | |
[chorus] | |
F# A#m D#m B | |
I will fade when I die | |
F# A#m D#m B | |
And so will you, its only time | |
F# C# B | |
its only time | |
G#m C# F# | |
the universe's bodily functions it can't control | |
[verse] | |
Stars blow and fall into each other | |
Black holes suck up everything that gets too close | |
Matter decomposes | |
Models strike their poses | |
Atoms dance and jiggle | |
Babies crawl and wiggle | |
[chorus] | |
But I will fade when I die | |
And so will you, its only time | |
its only time | |
the universe's bodily functions it can't control | |
[bridge] | |
Bm F# | |
There's no such thing as objectively speaking | |
Bm F# | |
One universe is impenetrable as another is leaking | |
G# | |
You can't define a world by science alone | |
C# C#7 | |
Because we'll never know enough to outweigh the unknown | |
[verse] | |
Life brings order to all this randomness | |
My brain sees patterns that don't exist | |
I eat a bagel every single day | |
Its in my nature to want it to be that way | |
[chorus] | |
But I will fade when I die | |
And so will you, its only time | |
its only time | |
the universe's bodily functions it can't control | |
Fact or Fiction Wishing Well | |
Song A Day #998 | |
First Singing Note:D | |
[intro chords] | |
Bb Ab Bb Ab | |
Bb Ab Cm Bb | |
F Eb F Eb | |
F Eb Cm Bb F | |
[verse] | |
Bb Ab Bb Ab | |
She's got a lot to say | |
Bb Ab Cm Bb | |
She'd rather say it than run away | |
Bb Ab Bb | |
when she starts to make her point | |
Ab Bb Ab Cm Bb | |
All eyes line up and conspire to anoint | |
Gm Ab | |
Her soul on fire, her limbs are tired | |
Bb Cm Bb | |
Her mind is mired in the day to day of everyday | |
[Chorus] | |
Eb Bb | |
Another layer for show | |
Eb Bb | |
the way we come and we go | |
Eb Bb | |
you'll never hear her tell | |
Ab | |
the fact or fiction wishing well | |
[verse] | |
I'm following my gut | |
when I said soap, she said what | |
I'm living proof of this | |
that life goes on, on the edge of a precipice | |
one side is dark, the other is far | |
the contrast is stark | |
but life keeps moving anyway | |
[chorus] | |
Another layer for show | |
the way we come and we go | |
you'll never hear me tell | |
the fact or fiction wishing well | |
[bridge] | |
G7 C7 | |
And the days get short | |
F Bb | |
And I report | |
Gm Ab | |
My findings to | |
Gm Ab | |
oh anyone will do | |
Gm Ab | |
As long as I'm not alone | |
Gm Bb | |
I'll tell anyone how I have grown | |
[verse] | |
Every email I get | |
Is full of proclamations thatI don't understand yet | |
but no one knows what they've done | |
Til they've exposed enough of themselves to the sun | |
The sun lets live, the sun takes and gives | |
Judges by what isn't, not what you are hiding from | |
[chorus] | |
Another layer for show | |
the way we come and we go | |
you'll never hear her tell | |
the fact or fiction wishing well | |
Little Pieces of Paper | |
Song A Day #999 | |
First Singing Note:C | |
[Chord progression throughout duration of song] | |
C C#dim Am G | |
(lyrics unintelligible) | |
'She's afraid to fly' | |
'She takes drugs to do it' | |
'Here's what happens... | |
Hashtag flight drugs! | |
The meme's and stuff all say #flightdrugs so I'd like to actually say 'hashtag flight drugs.' | |
Basically here is the backstory. I was never a great flyer, but then went on a terrible flight, got SUPER afraid. Got a prescription from my doc and now take something. And there is this part of me that comes out when I'm on the drugs that's like 'get your shit together annie' voice. I lose inhibition but not in any way that hurts anyone other than being ridiculous with myself. Like true story I went up to the pilot after and was like...'hey man, nice flight. p.s. I'm divorced.' | |
Thoughts? | |
3 Rules of The Internt | |
Song A Day # 10 | |
[Chorus] | |
D F#m | |
The internet | |
G A | |
Is a less than physical space | |
Containing a multitude of varying | |
Opinions on a wide variety of subjects… | |
Written mostly by assholes. | |
The first rule of the internet is not to take it personal | |
If they’re taking the time to say something about something that you made | |
Chances are they’ve got nothing better to do in the first place | |
And you should feel sorry for them | |
Even someone with an average IQ | |
And a clean mental bill of health | |
Will act deranged | |
I’ve gotten death threats, love notes, non-sequiturs and hate mail | |
I’ve been proposed to, I’ve been lied to, I’ve been Rick Rolled and invited to | |
More goddamn social networks than there are stars in the sky, | |
But that’s because… | |
[Chorus] | |
...Written by thirteen year olds | |
The second rule of the internet is | |
There will be things you don’t understand | |
Like why is Fred so popular? | |
Or Who is Fred? | |
Just ask your 13 year old niece. | |
The truth is that even though we’d like to think that given a choice between something interesting and enlightening and soul-enhancing and cool | |
We click on LOLcats and hot chicks and dogs that fall asleep | |
We click o pandas and lip dubs and that girl that stares at her screen | |
We click on anything that says epic fail or has a screen shot of boobs | |
As if we couldn’t see boobs by going to a ga-zillion and onae porn site | |
But then | |
[Chorus] | |
…Written by monkeys | |
The third rule of the internet, well, it hasn’t been written yet | |
If you think you’ve got one that belongs, just tell me about when I’ve finished this song | |
I’ll just be around, you know, cause this song is interactive. | |
[Chorus] | |
Written by scholars and kings…like you :-). | |
#11 | |
D Em | |
The thing about writing a song a day is that | |
F#m Em | |
some of them are gonna suck | |
some are gonna be just plain mediocre | |
but you shouldn't give up | |
cause some of them will be just excellent | |
like the best thing you ever wrote | |
it's simple probability | |
so listen to me note for note | |
the thing about doing anything a day | |
is you never know where you'll be | |
today i'm on a train heading back for nyc | |
but if you do the thing that you love to do | |
and you stay interested | |
you'll have a pile to show the world | |
and you'll be glad that you did | |
I AM THE UNICORN | |
Song A Day #1419 | |
D G | |
There was a unicorn that lived | |
Em A | |
Among the elves and forest sprites | |
F#m Bm | |
She kept all of her friends safe | |
G A | |
With her magic and her might | |
The magic in her horn | |
Was the most powerful around | |
When danger did approach | |
Her hooves began to pound | |
One night while the village slept | |
A darkness crept in quick | |
The unicorn reacted too slow | |
And the darkness played a nasty trick | |
The unicorn was fighting | |
The darkness swirled and sneered | |
But by the time the sun came | |
Her horn had disappeared | |
G | |
Vanished just like that it went | |
D | |
And the unicorn hung her head | |
E | |
Without that horn her magic was gone | |
A A7 | |
She didn't want to get out of bed | |
Just then a wandering stranger | |
Came knocking on her door | |
His name was Higgs Boson | |
And he was thirsty so she gave him water | |
Higgs Boson asked why so glum | |
The unicorn told her tale | |
Higgs said aw you that's nothing my dear | |
For magic ain't great white whale | |
Magic lives in your heart you see | |
You don't need no stinkin horn | |
You just be who you were born to be | |
And that's one kick ass unicorn | |
The unicorn lifted her head | |
She looked to the horizon | |
Pink and gold were shooting up in the sky | |
All beside the setting sun | |
The darkness it came back | |
And the unicorn stood her ground | |
Her eyes lit up and her nostrils flared | |
And her hooves began to pound | |
She showed that darkness oh what for | |
She said I AM THE UNICORN | |
And suddenly on her head | |
The was her old horn | |
You have magic in your heart | |
You're not a cold machine | |
You are like that unicorn | |
When life gets low down and mean | |
When all hope seems lost and you | |
Wish that you hadn't been born | |
Stare that darkness in the eyes | |
And say I AM THE UNICORN | |
I want to hear a song about a unicorn who loses his horn but finds out magic is from the heart. | |
MrLadyJezdamayel 10 hours ago 8 | |
Will you write a song about a guy walking down the street who finds a coin that belongs to an ancient long-forgotten currency used by magical narwhals from the sun? Please. :D | |
LouTube013 2 days ago 30 | |
Magic Narwal's Ancient Currency | |
Song A Day #1421 | |
E B | |
I was walking down the street and I found a coin | |
A D A | |
It was an ancient long forgotten currency | |
E B | |
It was used by magical narwals | |
A F#m A | |
That lived in the center of the sun | |
As soon as I touched it time became a point | |
And my atoms split into a thousand pieces | |
I was transported across space and time | |
To place the magical narwals called their home | |
E F#m A G# | |
Magical Narwals | |
Magical Narwals, oh oh | |
E F#m A B | |
take my blues away | |
E F#m A B E | |
take my blues away | |
The magical narwals took me in | |
They gave me food and taught me how to love again | |
They showed me the secret of their magic | |
They gave me a home, a home of my own | |
But even with their hospitality | |
In my home I still felt so lonely | |
I loved the narwals and they loved me | |
But I missed having human company | |
G# | |
You were looking up at the sky | |
C#m | |
On a bright clear winter day | |
A B | |
Wondering if there was somebody out there for you | |
And I was looking back towards earth | |
Heart heavy in my chest | |
Wishing this beautiful sun was home for two | |
Meanwhile way back on earth You were walking down the street | |
and found the same ancient currency | |
You could have ignored but something drew you to it | |
And suddenly you were standing next to me | |
Darling I know the sun is not ideal | |
But what these narwals have to offer is for real | |
So let's stay here and raise a family | |
And learn the secrets of the universe | |
Einstein Flying in a Monster Truck over Australia | |
Song A Day #1422 | |
Jonathan Ross 21 hours ago 2 | |
E | |
On the other side of life | |
B | |
In that castle in the sky | |
A | |
Einstein was using | |
E | |
His great big giant mind | |
Finishing equations | |
On how he could come back | |
And fly over australia | |
In a great big monster truck | |
EINSTIEN FLYING IN MONSTER TRUCK | |
OVER AUSTRALIA | |
EINSTIEN FLYING IN MONSTER TRUCK | |
OVER AUSTRALIA | |
Mr. Potato Head's Farting Alarm Clock | |
Song A Day #1423 | |
Can you write a song about Mr. Potato Head? | |
MJsdanglebaby 21 hours ago 10 | |
A song about a man with a farting alarm clock. | |
UnoriginalChance 1 hour ago | |
G Bm | |
Mr Potato Head had a farting alarm clock | |
Bdim Asus | |
It didn't fart very loud | |
So he was late for his date with destiny | |
And he's just french fry's now | |
D | |
So all you kids | |
F#7 | |
With your farting alarm clocks | |
Bm A | |
Make sure they eat their beans | |
Or else you'll be cut up into itty bitty pieces | |
And sold with a big mac with cheese | |
E D | |
Hey Mr. Potato Head | |
Turn up the farts | |
Turn up the farts | |
Google Made Me Eat A Cronut | |
Song A Day #1682 | |
Google made me eat a cronut | |
I swear I had no choice | |
They put a cronut in my mouth | |
And google glass upon my face | |
And then it was like that episode | |
From Star Trek TNG | |
Where everyone's under mind control | |
Except for Wil Whe-ton | |
Google made me eat a Cronut | |
They had a cronut eating day | |
I wasn't invited | |
But I went anyway | |
And they made me eat this cronut | |
And then I stumbled home-a | |
I fell into my bed | |
into a cronut coma | |
Google made me eat a cronut | |
They made me eat... | |
Now I'm having cronut dreams | |
Croissants and donuts on different teams | |
Battling it out on the front lines | |
And when it's done they'll be combined | |
Google made me eat a cronut | |
They made me eat... | |
Vanessa GOldstein | |
@VanessasBiz | |
Tim Shey | |
@Moth | |
Ben Lindell | |
@benlindellIn The Time of The Gods | |
Song A Day # 1 | |
[Intro] | |
C - - - | |
F - - - | |
C F | |
in the time of gods i was an ant | |
C F G | |
i overheard it all | |
Em F | |
words rained down like "can" and "can't" | |
C F G | |
I'd watch and was enthralled | |
in the time of gods, the couriers | |
had wings upon their shoes | |
the changing of the seasons was | |
the language that they used | |
E F | |
all of the other ants though i was crazy | |
G Am | |
for talking to the gods | |
Dm G7 | |
but they chose me, i don't know why | |
and from my little ant hill | |
i could barely make out all the shapes | |
but a rhombus is a diamond that's laid down to die | |
in the time of ants i was a god | |
a bright and shiny diamond | |
down below the barrier | |
i met my only friendHands (oh no!) | |
Song A Day #2 | |
First singing note: D | |
Backup vocals in (parenthese) | |
[intro] | |
whistling | |
Dm - - - | |
Bb - - - | |
Dm - - - | |
Bb - A - | |
x2 | |
[verse] | |
F Dm | |
Did you go bankrupt this morning? | |
F Dm | |
Did your castle walls fall all around you? | |
F Dm | |
Did you say that you had no warning? | |
Bb A | |
Did you? | |
[pre-chorus] | |
My eye won't stop twitching | |
(won't stop twitching) | |
My heart won't stop pounding | |
(won't stop pounding) | |
My hands won't stop touching | |
(won't stop touching) | |
My hands | |
[chorus] | |
Dm Bb | |
Oh no! Oh yes oh! | |
Dm Bb A | |
Oh no oh yes oh no! | |
Oh no! Oh yes! | |
Oh no oh yes oh no! | |
Would you like me to change the station? | |
is there somewhere that you'd rather be? | |
How do you feel about defenestration | |
Anything? | |
This house won't stop barking | |
(won't stop barking) | |
This dog won't stop coughing | |
(won't stop coughing) | |
My hands won't stop holding | |
(won't stop holding) | |
My hands | |
Ending | |
[Double chorus] Spell or Prayer | |
Song A Day #307 | |
first singing note: C# | |
[intro] | |
F#m - - - | |
- - - - | |
[verse] | |
F#m Bm | |
I twisted through the darkened streets cause i had lost my way | |
D C#7 | |
i'd told so many lies that i couldn't keep them straight | |
F#m Bm | |
clearly this was punishment, this was how i'd have to pay | |
D C#7 F#m | |
once but twice as strong | |
F#m Bm | |
you can never really know what's inside somebody's head | |
D C#7 | |
when you think you're sure that's when someone winds up dead | |
F#m Bm | |
but you remember how she moved, can recall the words she said | |
D C#7 F#m | |
then again, you must be wrong | |
[chorus] | |
F#m | |
and the tune that plays | |
over all your days | |
Bm | |
seems like a waste on you | |
D | |
you're a fire hose | |
you're a runny nose | |
C#7 | |
wearing panty hose for two | |
F#m | |
you don't know which | |
lie to stitch | |
Bm | |
it's like a witches brew | |
D | |
bits of hair | |
falling everywhere | |
C#7 F#m | |
with a spell or prayer you're through | |
D - - - | |
C#7 - - - | |
F#m - - - | |
[verse 2] | |
I cut a path across the square and ended up on the edge of town | |
looking back i knew i'd have to get to higher ground | |
if the world crashed below me at least i'd be safe and sound | |
and sleep till morning light | |
i struggled to my feet after slipping on a rock | |
and wondering where julie was i wished only for a clock | |
the sun was all obscured by a dark and massive flock | |
of parrots who spoke to me in their flight | |
[chorus 2] | |
the tune that plays | |
over all your days | |
seems like a waste on you | |
you're a fire hose | |
you're a runny nose | |
wearing panty hose for two | |
you don't know which | |
lie to stitch | |
it's like a witches brew | |
bits of hair | |
falling everywhere | |
with a spell or prayer you're through | |
D - - - | |
C#7 - - - | |
F#m - - - | |
[verse 3] | |
at the top of mount mcormish i stopped surveyed the land | |
it would have helped to know what to do, to have some kind of plan | |
as it was i stepped so blindly, leading only with my hands | |
could i speak the word | |
well a terror struck me in my heart like i had never felt | |
and just as strong and quick the world began to melt | |
i felt myself in an empty space void of heaven or of hell | |
but in my mind i heard | |
[chorus 3] | |
well the tune that plays | |
over all your days | |
seems like a waste on you | |
you're a fire hose | |
you're a runny nose | |
wearing panty hose for two | |
you don't know which | |
lie to stitch | |
it's like a witches brew | |
bits of hair | |
falling everywhere | |
with a spell or prayer you're through | |
[outro] | |
C#7 F#m C#7 F#m | |
with a spell or prayer your through, with a spell or prayer your through | |
D - - - | |
C#7 - - - | |
F#m - C#7 - | |
F#m, C#7, F#m...end | |
It May Feel Like Everything’s the Same | |
Song A Day #308 | |
first singing note: Ab | |
[intro] | |
Ab - - - | |
Ab - - - | |
[verse] | |
Ab | |
on the banks of the river | |
Ab | |
watching tugboats tug | |
F# | |
i asked a squirrel for a hug | |
Ab | |
instead i got an acorn | |
Bb | |
thrown into my face | |
Eb7 | |
and i cried | |
[chorus] | |
Ab | |
why try to be something | |
Db | |
other than what you are | |
Ab Eb7 | |
ain't nothing lies down that path but pain | |
Ab | |
change is gonna happen | |
Db | |
when you least expect it | |
Eb7 Db Ab | |
but it may feel like everything's the same | |
Ab - - - | |
[verse 2] | |
on the top of a building | |
watching cars like ants | |
i asked a pigeon to dance | |
instead i got some feathers | |
spit out onto my shoe | |
and i cried | |
[chorus 2] | |
why try to be something | |
other than what you are | |
ain't nothing lies down that path but pain | |
change is gonna happen | |
when you least expect it | |
but it may feel like everything's the same | |
Ab - - - | |
[verse 3] | |
on the bottom of the ocean | |
watching starfish crawl | |
i asked a shark if she wanted to play baseball | |
instead she up and ate me | |
now i'm stuck inside her belly | |
and i died | |
[chorus 3] | |
why try to be something other than what you are | |
ain't nothing lies down that path but pain | |
change is gonna happen | |
when you least expect it | |
but it may feel like everything's the same | |
change is gonna happen | |
when you least expect it | |
but it may feel like everything is the sameThe Large Hadron Collider Still Doesn’t Work | |
Song A Day #309 | |
first singing note: F | |
[intro] | |
2 bars of C | |
[verse] | |
C G7 C | |
The large hadron collider | |
C F C | |
is broken once again | |
[chorus] | |
G | |
doesn't it seem like someone somewhere | |
F | |
is trying to tell us something? | |
C - F - | |
C - - - | |
[verse 2] | |
like maybe if they turn that thing on | |
the world was going to explode | |
[chorus 2] | |
do they even know what will happen | |
tell me, do they know? | |
C - F - | |
C - C7 | |
[bridge] | |
Am G | |
oh the large hadron collider | |
F C | |
looking for the higgs | |
Am G | |
boson but will they find it | |
F C | |
or will they send us to the big | |
G - - - G - - - G7 - - - | |
hole in the sky | |
[outro] | |
C | |
oh wop bam boo bop | |
C | |
oh wop bam boo bop | |
F G | |
oh wop bam boo bop bay | |
oh wop bam boo bop | |
oh wop bam boo bop | |
oh wop bam boo bop bay | |
C F G C F G C | |
large hadron collider don’t turn it on just let it sit there brokenShow Me Your Dorito Face | |
Song A Day #310 | |
first singing note: B | |
[verse] | |
Bm A | |
What's in a Dorito? | |
Bm A | |
Why does it make you jump out of your seat-o? | |
Bm A | |
Is it the cheesy cheesy can't be beat-o? | |
Bm A | |
Or something more concrete-o? | |
[chorus] | |
Bm F# | |
Show me your Dorito face! | |
Bm F# | |
Show me your Dorito Face | |
Bm F# | |
Show me your Dorito Face | |
E | |
Show me it to me now | |
F# Bm | |
Show me your Dortio face | |
F# Bm | |
Show me your Dorito face | |
F# Bm F# | |
Show me your dorito face | |
(end on Bm) | |
I'm All Alone | |
Song A Day #311 | |
first singing note: D, as pickup to Eb | |
[intro] | |
(guitar riff) | |
Eb - - - | |
Eb - - - | |
[verse] | |
Eb | |
there's no one here | |
Bb | |
theres no one here | |
Eb | |
i'm all alone | |
Bb | |
im all alone | |
[chorus] | |
Cm | |
looks like it's just | |
Ab Bb Eb | |
me myself and i tonight | |
Eb - - - | |
Eb - - - | |
[verse 2] | |
everybody's gone | |
everybodys gone | |
not another soul | |
not another soul | |
[chorus 2] | |
looks like it's just | |
'ol jonthan mann tonight | |
Eb - - - | |
Eb - - - | |
[bridge] | |
Bb | |
an empty house is what i got | |
Ab | |
empty as an empty parking lot | |
Bb | |
empty as a an empty pot | |
Ab Cm | |
as empty as my brain | |
Cm - - - | |
[verse 3] | |
theres no one else no one else | |
no animals no animals | |
[chorus 3] | |
looks like it's just | |
me myself and i tonight | |
Eb - - - | |
Eb - - - | |
[verse 4] | |
no beating hearts | |
no beating hearts | |
no breathing lungs | |
no breathing lungs, except for | |
[chorus 4] | |
Ol | |
Jonathan Mann is here tonight | |
Eb - - - | |
Eb - - - | |
[bridge 2] | |
an empty house is where i sit | |
empty as a an empty pit | |
empty as an office where everyone quit | |
empty as my mind | |
[outro] | |
(bam dam doom, a-bam a dam boom etc) | |
Eb - - - | |
Bb - - - | |
Eb - - - | |
Cm - - - | |
Ab - Bb - | |
Eb (end)The Best Day of My Life I Choked on Words and Was Married, continued | |
Song A Day #332 | |
first singing note:A | |
chords same as "Best Day of My Life (Pt 1)" | |
[intro] | |
1 bar of F | |
[verse] | |
in my house there is a room | |
and in that room there is a drawer | |
and in that drawer is a list of all my | |
worries | |
it's an illustrated list | |
with notes an annotations | |
and entries like nature's wrath and | |
fury | |
and brain aneurysms from being in a | |
hurry | |
i eat too fast | |
sometimes i go to sleep | |
thinking i'll never wake | |
is it only in my mind these thoughts are | |
turning | |
or do i die every night | |
to be revived by the light | |
of the tower in the clouds softly | |
burning | |
and the pitter patter of the rain finally | |
returning | |
as it hits the glass | |
[chorus] | |
out the window | |
the sky is overcast | |
if i could fly i'd follow | |
birds on their lonely paths | |
but i swallow all my pills | |
and am fading fast | |
close my eyes | |
[verse 2] | |
i find the space between | |
wakefulness and sleep | |
is the very best time for free associ- | |
-ation | |
and most of my ideas | |
the ones i throw away and keep | |
come in the shower between exfoli- | |
-ations | |
not on the mountain top in mediation | |
no not at all | |
jesus said that money | |
and religion didn't mix | |
and so they built corporate mega | |
churches | |
jesus said that being poor | |
was the the only way to live | |
and so we arrest the homeless like they're walking | |
curses | |
we cast them out as if there were nothing | |
worse | |
than being poor | |
[chorus 2] | |
there's no space there | |
for interpretation | |
it's an amazing case of blind manifest- | |
ation | |
no lonely history celebr- | |
-ation | |
defies explanation | |
[outro] | |
2 bars of F | |
Good To Be Home | |
Song A Day #333 | |
first singing note: E | |
[intro] | |
Amaj7 - - | |
E - - | |
B7sus4 - - | |
E - - | |
Amaj7 - - | |
E - - | |
B7sus - - | |
B7 - - | |
[verse] | |
Amaj7 E B7sus4 E | |
when moses returned/from a long trip to the mountain | |
Amaj7 E B7sus4 B | |
when god had gone silent/the commandments had been counted | |
what's the first thing he said/as he entered his home | |
after being away for so long | |
[chorus] | |
C#m E | |
did he say, oh! oh! | |
B7sus4 E | |
it's good to be home | |
Amaj7 E | |
i wanna curl up and snuggle | |
B | |
with the one that i love | |
C#m E | |
did he say oh! oh! | |
B7sus4 E | |
it's good to be home | |
Amaj7 E | |
god's great and everything, | |
B E | |
but i've had enough | |
Amaj7 - - | |
E - - | |
B7sus4 - - | |
B7sus 4 - - | |
B7 - - | |
B7 - - | |
[verse 2] | |
after long years of battle in 1813 | |
when Napolean returned to his Josephine | |
what's the first thing she heard as he opened the door | |
was she in his arms before his hat hit the floor | |
[chorus 2] | |
did he say, oh! oh! | |
it's good to be home | |
i wanna curl up and snuggle with the one that i love | |
did he say oh! oh! | |
its good to be home | |
i like to conquer | |
but i've had enough | |
[verse 3] | |
after a full month of marching and being arrested | |
a year spent in prison locked up not suppressed | |
did Ghandi walk peacefully to the room he called home | |
did he prefer company or did he like to be alone? | |
[chorus 3] | |
did he say oh! oh! | |
its good to be home | |
wanna curl up and snuggle with the one that i love | |
oh! oh! its good to be home | |
let's march for freedom | |
but i've had enough | |
[verse 4] | |
we got trains we got planes we got boats bikes and cars | |
seems we're always moving where ever we are | |
but there's nothing like the feeling when you get back to town | |
and you flip on the light and you set your bags down | |
[chorus] | |
and you say oh! oh! | |
its good to be home | |
wanna curl up and snuggle with the one that i love | |
and i say oh! oh! its good to be home | |
i like to travel | |
but i've had enough, and i say | |
[outro] | |
i like to travel | |
but i've had enough, and i say | |
gods great and everything | |
but ive had enough, and i say | |
well i like to conquer, | |
but i've had enough, and i say | |
lets march for freedom, but for now | |
let's just cuddle. | |
Coors Ad, Collaboration | |
Song A Day #334 | |
first singing note: verse is spoken, but first note is approx. E | |
[verse] | |
Em | |
Coach, I got this song | |
Am | |
and it requires collaboration | |
B7 | |
Will you help me? | |
C B7 | |
When I say Coors you say ashshshsh | |
Em | |
Coors! (ashshsh) Coors! (ashshsh) | |
Am | |
When I say coors, you look at your papers | |
B7 | |
Coors ! Coors! | |
C B7 | |
Alright let's drop the hook on them now | |
[chorus] | |
Em Am | |
Coors means football | |
B7 Em | |
means cold refreshing brew | |
Em Am | |
when the mountains get cold | |
B7 Em | |
they turn blue. | |
Seeing Clearly | |
Song A Day #335 | |
first singing note: G | |
[intro] | |
4 bars of F | |
[verse] | |
C ` G F | |
can't see anything, can't see anything | |
C ` G F | |
you can't see anything, you can't see anything | |
C ` G F | |
While your eating your bagel eating your bagel | |
C ` G | |
cant see anything on tv, can't see anything on the street | |
F | |
Can't see anything read the book | |
G | |
it's blurry everywhere you look | |
C G F | |
Oh no no no no, doesn't have to be this way | |
C G | |
You should see like oh, oh | |
Em F | |
You deserve to see like (You deserve to) | |
C G | |
You should see life, You should see life | |
Em F | |
You deserve to see life (You deserve to) | |
[outro] | |
C G | |
You should see life, You should see life | |
Am F G C | |
with the iLasik procedure it's cool | |
Black Holes | |
Song A Day #336 | |
first singing note: C# | |
[verse 1] | |
A E | |
I ask Dan is the mass of a black hole | |
D E | |
for all intents and purposes infinite | |
F#m D | |
He said I thinks so, he didn't really know tho | |
A E F#m E | |
and I needed a metaphor to describe how I was feel-ing | |
A E | |
So I told you that the mass of love for you was | |
D E | |
more then a million black holes , and you said | |
[chorus 1] | |
A E | |
In reckoning with the singularity | |
D E A | |
I require only one infinity as approached that's all that I can wish for | |
A E | |
In reckoning with singularity requires only | |
D E A | |
one infinity as approached that's all I can wish for | |
E D E | |
Whoa, that's all that I can wish for, Whoah | |
[verse 2] | |
I ask you if you knew that the frequency of B flat | |
could make crocodiles sing (Lallalalala) | |
You said you didn't know, so I told you this all so | |
It's an app metaphor to describe how I was feeling | |
Black holes sing a b flat 57 | |
octaves below middle c | |
F#m D | |
They will sing that note constantly when they hear the term for an enternity | |
A E | |
About 2.5 million years | |
F#m D | |
That's a lot of years but it can not compare | |
A E | |
to the length of time which I will I love you | |
[chorus 2] | |
In reckoning with singularity | |
require only one infinity as approached that's all that I can wish for | |
In reckoning with singularity requires only | |
one infinity as approached that's all I can wish for | |
Whoa , that's all that I can wish for, Whoa | |
[verse 3] | |
I use to think that my heart was a black hole | |
ripping apart anyone that got near it | |
I finally turned it off cause I had had enough | |
the stars they didn't shine, that's how I was feeling | |
beyond any hopes or dreams suddenly a big bang | |
and you were there | |
F#m D | |
and now my hearts a whole star great big bright and beating star | |
A E F#m E | |
Wherever I go there you are its all because you love me | |
[outro] | |
A - - - | |
Esus4 - - - | |
D - - - | |
Esus4 - - - | |
A E D E | |
Oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh | |
("oh's" continue as backup vocals throughout outro) | |
A E | |
A reckoning with the singularity requires only | |
D E A | |
one infinity and approach. its all that I can wish for | |
x4 | |
E D E | |
Whoa, It's all that I can wish for, Whoa | |
A | |
It's all that I can wish for | |
Time to Save with VMWare: Singing to Save You Time | |
Song A Day #337 | |
first singing note: C | |
[intro] | |
F - - - | |
C - - - | |
Am - - - | |
Bb - - - | |
[verse 1] | |
F C | |
Every business depends on how time is spent | |
Am Bb C | |
You can look at the clock and wonder where the time went | |
[pre-chorus 1] | |
Dm C | |
But with VMware, vSphere its a | |
Bb C | |
whole new frontier | |
Dm C | |
Consolidating servers save money and time | |
Bb C F | |
VMWare vSphere its sublime | |
[chorus 1] | |
F C | |
VSphere solutions are easy to use | |
Dm Bb | |
Easy to deploy and to manage too | |
F C | |
free your IT staff from menial tasks | |
Dm Bb | |
With automation capabilities it'll do what you ask | |
[bridge] | |
Dm C Dm | |
New applications provisioned in just minutes | |
Dm Gm F | |
Change request response time in just minutes | |
[verse 2] | |
Every business depends on how time is spent | |
You can look at the clock and wonder where the time went | |
[chorus 2] | |
Vsphere solutions keep it all up and running with | |
automated back up disaster recovery | |
Hardware maintenance Zero downtime | |
and when it comes time to design | |
new applications you can test and deploy | |
by optimizing preproduction staging environments | |
Your applications will always be available | |
Your applications will always be available | |
[pre-chorus 2] | |
VMWare vSphere its a | |
whole new frontier | |
Consolidating servers save money and time | |
VMWare vSphere its sublime | |
[chorus 3] | |
VSphere delivers improved utilization of | |
servers resulting in fewer resources to manage and | |
power to store | |
and buy | |
Increase your server utilization rate from 5 to | |
15 percent up to 60 to 80 percent | |
You may even achieve consolidation ratios | |
of more than 15:1 | |
[verse 3] | |
Every business depends on how time is spent you can | |
look at the clock and wonder where the time went | |
[outro] | |
F C F | |
but not with vm vsphere. | |
Who Do You Think You Are? | |
Song A Day # 3 | |
First part spoken | |
[Vamp on Am] | |
Am | |
I am walking down the street and I see a man | |
He seems pretty friendly so I take his hand | |
His hand is cold which seems pretty weird | |
It's hot outside; He's got a great big beard | |
F | |
It's hot outside; it's 104 | |
He's leading me towards this great big door | |
E | |
He knocks twice and it opens wide | |
It's pitch black inside! | |
[Vamp on Am] | |
There's every single girl I've ever touched | |
I'm not a stud, it's not saying much | |
He's gathered them here and I'm wondering why | |
Bright lights come on and I'm surprised to see | |
My teachers…all of them | |
From grade school down to kindergarten | |
Everybody's staring with evil eyes | |
I don't know what to say other than: "hi?" | |
Jonathan, we’re here to judge | |
Your sexual prowess and fortitude | |
Your academic performance taken as a whole | |
And your general attitude | |
the man's in the middle obviously presiding | |
inside my gut my quarks colliding | |
up steps the first girl i ever kissed | |
i'm really not prepared for this | |
[chorus] | |
Em | |
Who who? | |
Am | |
Who do you think you are? | |
Em | |
Who Who? | |
B7 | |
Who do you think you are? x 2 | |
Em | |
What makes you think you’re so special? | |
Em Am B7 | |
What makes you think you can do what you please? | |
Em Am | |
It is the judgement of this council | |
B7 | |
That you get down on your knees | |
[Chorus and out]Elegy For Industry | |
Song A Day #4 | |
Singing staring note: B | |
[Intro] | |
Em - D - C - B7 x 2 | |
[same chords throughout] | |
Industry was born one day in November | |
The exact date: no one seems to remember | |
They say that angels protect her from harm | |
They say she belongs on no man's arm | |
Don't take her away from me! x3 | |
Don't take my industry! | |
When industry was just 8 years old | |
She filled a purse with all it could | |
They found her waiting for the old red line | |
Brought her back before suppertime | |
If I were, If I were, If I were your industry | |
I would be, I would be, I would be so happy | |
[played loose, words spoken] | |
G - D - Em - Am - C - Em - C | |
And she cries, on her pillow alone | |
It's not a big deal. Millions of other girls weeping at any moment. | |
People making choices. | |
Now industry is heading for the coast | |
The one place she misses the most | |
She starts swimming towards big smoke stacks | |
And no ones there there bring her back | |
Don't take her away from me! x3 | |
Don't take my industry! | |
Don't take her away from me! x3 | |
Don't take my industry! | |
If I were, If I were, If I were your industry | |
I would be, I would be, I would be so happy | |
The Airport Song | |
Song A Day # 5 | |
D | |
Well, there's no port like an airport | |
D7 G | |
When you're sleeping on the ground | |
Such a strange space, leaves a strange taste | |
D | |
And stranger still the sounds | |
Bm A | |
Grab your bags | |
D D7 | |
We got a party of two | |
G | |
Departing for you | |
D G | |
Waiting to go fast | |
Bm | |
Way up high in the sky | |
A | |
Laws of physics defy | |
G D | |
And watch the clouds go past | |
Cuz, there's no port like an airport | |
It's a singular kinda hustle | |
Look out the window, see the wind blow | |
The workers as they bustle | |
G D | |
Airport song | |
G A D | |
Airport song-eee-ong oh yeah | |
It Must Be The Weather | |
Song A Day #6 | |
Gm | |
I'm tired | |
F#/Gm | |
Uninspired | |
F/Gm | |
Feeling weak | |
E/Gm | |
Can barely speak | |
Cm | |
It must be the weather | |
D7 | |
Or something like that | |
I'm cranky | |
And frankly | |
Got no motivation | |
Just full of frustration | |
It must be the weather | |
Or something like that | |
[chorus] | |
D7 | |
It must the weather | |
Gm | |
What else could it be? | |
F | |
The sun the moon the stars the sky | |
Cm D7 | |
All bearing down on me | |
I'm jealous | |
Of other fellas | |
With perfect smiles | |
And flawless style | |
It must be the weather | |
Or something like that | |
Well, I'm leaving | |
No more dry heaving | |
I've got no more to give | |
Gonna find a new place to live | |
Where I can't blame the weather | |
Or something like that | |
[chorus] | |
[solo over verse] | |
[end with 1st verse] | |
EGM, 1up, Goodbye | |
Song A Day # 7 | |
Em Am | |
sad sad news coming over the tubes today | |
Em C B7 | |
a bunch of our favorite podcasts will be going away | |
and sadder still the news that as the axe fell down on them | |
the axe that fell fell down as well on the likes of EGM | |
my heart filled up with saddness when first i heard the news | |
and soon an angry maddness gripped me as i refused | |
to believe what i was hearing that my favorite gaming shows | |
had been replaced by a sorry waste called UGO | |
well it's say goodbye to shane milke and the rest | |
ryan and matt i tip my hat you know you boys are the best | |
just like che jane luke mark and demian and john | |
in the aftermath we'll forge a path find a way to move on | |
you entertained me you in formed me | |
made a conversation out of a one way street | |
we hung out weekly you'd never bore me | |
can't believe it's over but you'll land on your feet | |
so here's to 1up yours retronauts and egm | |
1up show i love you, you know and the kids at 1upfm | |
i know it won't be long before i see you all again | |
the names'll change but love's the same so ghost until thenBoy Just For Boy's Sake | |
Song A Day # 8 | |
[loose] | |
D | |
I'm counting the bricks in the wall | |
G | |
I wanna go to the innagrual ball | |
D | |
I want to jump asleep | |
Bm | |
Stay the same color leaf | |
A D | |
All I don't want to do is fall | |
Turning into a bitter old man | |
I'm if, or and but, but not and | |
I'm documents lost | |
I'm lines never crossed | |
I'm superstitious and unplanned | |
I'm a cold chilly wintry blow | |
I'm a sexual innuendo | |
I'm mystery meat | |
I'm using my feet | |
I'm rinsing off my big toe | |
I'm counting each and every stair | |
I'm Living in a grey hair | |
I'm holding no grudges | |
I'm warding off smudges | |
And pudges extraordinaire | |
I'm planting the seeds that I need | |
And the ones I don't need I suck seed | |
I got three blind mice | |
That started off nice | |
But now give me advice I don't heed | |
I'm a habit the world can't break | |
I'm a dog with a leg that can't shake | |
I'm empty and full | |
I'm chemical | |
I am boy just for boy's sake | |
I am empty and full, I am chemical | |
I am boy just for boy's sake | |
The Deutsch Positivity Anthem | |
Song A Day # 9 | |
[verse] | |
Bb C | |
No one ever makes mistakes | |
F Gm | |
and no ones ever wrong | |
F Gm | |
what's reality anyway | |
F Gm | |
but a future that's come and gone | |
who would have thought that barak obama | |
could be our president | |
anything is possible | |
there's no need to pretend | |
[pre chorus] | |
Bb Am | |
And I'm positive | |
Dm F | |
about everything i can't be quite so sure of | |
Bb Am | |
Positive | |
Dm | |
That I just don't know | |
C Bb Am | |
(whoa ah whoa) Positive | |
Dm F | |
that the rain will fall and the sun will shine, will shine again | |
Bb Am | |
Positive | |
F | |
And that's OK | |
[chorus] | |
F Bb | |
every little thing just rolls on by me | |
F Bb | |
never lost or confused or stymied | |
F Bb | |
holding on to everything and nothing | |
C Bb | |
never ever knowing but always knowing positivley | |
x2 | |
[verse] | |
you can lead a thirsty horse to water | |
but you cannot make her drink | |
but the distance between that horse and water | |
is closer than you think | |
every minute of every day | |
someone new is born | |
people making choices | |
like waves upon the shore | |
[pre chorus] | |
positive | |
that the world for me is just a great big playground | |
Positive | |
that I just don't know | |
postiive | |
that the wind will blow and the leaves will fall again | |
Postive | |
That's OK | |
[out on chorus] | |
Işınsu for Berkay | |
Hey Jonathan, | |
I thought I could just tell you about us and let you do your magic. I will emphasize on things I really want to be in the song. | |
So, this is our first anniversary. Our year was amazing, from start to finish. We met at school, through a friend. very quickly we realized we were the same person. Literally, we like the same things, we hate the same things, most importantly we look at the world from very similar eyes. We react the same way to many things. Both of our favourite city in Skyrim is Solitude--I've never met someone else whose fave city was Solitude in Skyrim. (Skyrim, video game. You can put this in the song, it was one of the moments that I knew that he was the one, funny enough.) The first alone time we spent together I was wasted on whiskey, and told him I was a bad person, and the weather was cold, really cold, and I laid down where we were sitting in campus and he hugged me and I'd never felt warmer in my life. | |
The first week we met we spent almost every minute together and tried very hard to hold back our true feelings. We met on a Saturday, next Saturday we went to this place in our campus-- amazing view. We were drinking beer and I was talking about my past and how I regretted many things and how I thought I was a bad person how I could hurt people-- then and there, abruptly he kissed me, I've never been kissed like that before. That represents many things about our relationship; I have Bipolar, Depression, Anxiety; to be short a whole lot of crazy and he calms me down with his love. I couldn't be happier, I couldn't be more loved, I couldn't be more thankful that he's in my life. | |
He likes football, video games, literature (Russian literature to be exact) (and he knows Russian and I think that's really sexy), and I always try to make him promise that he will mention me in his book--like a dedication. He wants to be a writer, and I'm sure he will be an excellent one. We shared many many special moments, we suit each other perfectly, and we are both very sure that we will share a future together. We keep "proposing each other" with beer caps (again, can be in the song), we keep talking about our future wedding, the apartment we will have, and the "man cave" that we will built together for both of us once we graduate and have jobs-- god I'm about to cry I love him so much. | |
He is very special to me. I can't ever stay angry with him, I can't bear seeing him upset, and I hate myself every time I go "crazy" on him, when I'm off my meds. I laugh the hardest when I'm with him, our sense of humour matches perfectly. I just want him to know that he's a very special person. He's an irreplaceable part of my life now, and I'm very very happy he chose to be with me, and most importantly to stay with me. | |
So this part I kinda really want to include in the song: I promise to him I will never say no to him when he wants to watch a football game, I will always buy him new wallets as they get older, I will always make his wardrobe choices for him so that he can look his best always, I will always love him even if he chops off all his hair, I promise to never stop giving special gifts at every chance; and damn, if he wants so much he can go ahead and buy Fifa 17 if he hasn't already, I don't understand the appeal and I think it's stupid but I will even play with him if he wants me to. | |
I guess that's enough to work with? :D | |
His name is Berkay; pronounced: Behr (like saying "where" you put the sound "b" at the start) + Kai (like kai-pond) | |
I hope this helped. Let me know! | |
Chorus | |
I’m a beta | |
And I’m a beta | |
And we’re both beta as fuck! | |
If you’re looking for an alpha male here | |
Then you’re shit out of luck | |
Domination | |
And total power | |
These are not things that we crave | |
Our self worth is not contingent | |
On how many women we’ve laid | |
verse a | |
We know that we’re real men | |
though our man card’s null and void | |
Don’t need MRAs to tell us so | |
and if they did we’d be annoyed | |
We’re not afraid of how we feel | |
even if we do feel afraid | |
We’re not afraid to let it show | |
sometimes of that hate brigade | |
verse b | |
Toxic masculinity | |
Permeates our culture | |
Says women are a prize to be | |
Conferred after adventures | |
It says don’t show your emotions | |
Be violent or be killed | |
It says you’re owed the life you want | |
And so if you’re unfulfilled | |
It’s not your fault | |
Must be the feminists | |
Must be those women | |
That won’t have sex with you | |
I’m a beta | |
And I’m a beta | |
And we’re both beta as fuck! | |
If you’re looking for an alpha male here | |
Then you’re shit out of luck | |
Domination | |
And total power | |
These are not things that we crave | |
Our self worth is not contingent | |
On how many women we’ve laid | |
never felt comfortable | |
acting invulnerable | |
never felt compatible | |
with acting infallible | |
never felt entitled | |
enough to act hostile | |
never felt exceptional | |
just cause of my genitals | |
oh my goodness, oh my gosh | |
I think we've gone full mchintosh! | |
Here is a big list of everything about my brother Simon Gadsby. Feel free to pick and choose the bits you feel would be most relevant/useful, or let me know if you need more information. As I mentioned, it's for his 30th birthday that's probably worth a mention somewhere | |
Likes: | |
Animals of all kinds, especially dogs, painted hunting dogs and naked mole rats! | |
Dislikes: | |
Not a lot...really! Generally gets on with everyone and doesn't complain about much (except possibly Donald Trump and Brexit, but don't think that's probably for the song!) | |
Backstory: | |
Born in 1986 | |
Raised in England in little village called Drighlington | |
Went to study Zoology/animal biology at university in Stirling Scotland where he met his wife Megan (who is from New Jersey) | |
Moved to the USA and married Megan on 10th April 2010 | |
Has lived in New Jersey since then and has set up his own business in training and pet care. | |
Family: | |
Mum and Dad in the U.K. are called Jean and Paul | |
2 older sisters - Nicola and Louise | |
Brothers in law - Nicolas husband greg and my husband Matthew | |
Nephew - (Nicola's son) Tommy who is 3 | |
Wife - Megan | |
Massive extended family of pets including... | |
His own dog Floyd the plotthound | |
Chunk the rabbit - who stayed in the UK but is still living happily with mum and dad as an indoor rabbit! | |
Chester, Abi, Fergie and Eddie - the other family dogs, most who are rescues. | |
Hope that's enough and please let me know if you need anymore.Get the magic of your glory days | |
Put em with the moon all ablaze | |
You’ll find yourself in places | |
You’ve never been before | |
You’ll know how to get back home | |
By the light of the stars | |
Hold the candle in your palm | |
Watch the flame burning calm | |
Stuck between the light and dark | |
You’re too bright for your heart | |
The creeping midnight comes | |
By the light of the stars | |
Once a herald angel sang | |
When the earth was crash boom bang | |
We can never go back there | |
It’s just not who we are | |
But we see the reflection | |
By the light of the stars | |
Bye bye Bannon | |
Bannon may be gone | |
But the president still is a nazi | |
Keep the pressure on | |
Till we get impeachment yahtzee | |
It’s got to be impeachment | |
All the way down | |
For aiding and abetting | |
The orange mad clown | |
The white supremacy is here to stay | |
But let’s celebrate todayBye bye bill orielly | |
bye bye Jason chaffetz | |
if the world don’t end this year | |
maybe just maybe we’ll make it | |
i hope you like the wilderness | |
rich though you may be | |
you’ll be forgotten not long after you die | |
forget about history | |
nobody will remember you | |
not even a little bit | |
not even as a tiny footnote | |
you’ll be gone and then that’s it | |
and all of your money | |
you can’t take that when you go | |
but the pain you’ve caused your families | |
will live on in the family flow | |
your children will resent you | |
and all the hate you spread | |
you’ve made life miserable | |
for everyone in your orbit | |
and soon we’ll all forget you | |
I think you know we will | |
so bye bye mr chaffetz | |
and see you later bill | |
Bye bye Martin Shkreli | |
You represent the gross underbelly | |
Of this capitalist system that we’ve all created | |
You embody our frustration, our powerlessness and our hatred | |
Bye bye Martin Shkreli | |
I hope you go to prison and it’s really smelly | |
And somebody in there was affected by the shit you pulled | |
So you can stand eye to eye with him and try to feed him your bull | |
I have friends that defend you | |
Saying that your goal was research | |
Despite overwhelming evidence | |
That you are simply just a jerk | |
Who loves money | |
More than anything | |
More than anything | |
More than anything | |
Bye bye Martin Shkreli | |
You go with fraud like peanut butter to jelly | |
I hope the FBI confiscates the Wu Tang Album | |
And then gives it to Bill Murray, who then shares it with his friends | |
Bye bye Martin Shkreli | |
I really don’t hate you, that would be silly | |
I don’t know you at all, I’m sure your heart beats still | |
But it seems to me it’s been buried underneath a mountain of dollar billsHis wife just left him | |
She was 9 months pregnant | |
Then she had the baby | |
And he didn’t even come | |
Bye bye Mooch | |
We hardly knew ya | |
Bye bye Mooch | |
The orange clown’ll screw ya | |
In just 10 days | |
You’ve earned permanent vacation | |
You’ve killed you credibility | |
And murdered your reputation | |
The president said come aboard | |
Against the wishes of his advisors | |
You thought, oh for me it’ll be different | |
But now you’ll get what you deserve | |
Bye bye Mooch | |
Don’t let the door hit ya | |
Bye bye Mooch | |
That orange clown’ll git ya | |
Bye Bye | |
Paul Ry | |
An | |
You got high | |
on your own | |
Supply | |
An | |
The writing on the wall in blood | |
Is telling you it’s time to cut loose | |
The picture of Ayn Rand you masturbate to | |
Has fed you poison so the only choice now | |
Bye Bye | |
Paul Ry | |
An | |
We know why | |
You’ll stop try | |
anC’mon Rod | |
Make him look you in the eye | |
C’mon Rod | |
Make him look you in the eye | |
He’d rather do it on twitter | |
Or just have you resign | |
C’mon Rod | |
Make him look you in the eye | |
Comon Adam and Michael | |
We all read the NYTimes | |
Are you sure you sifted through what is truth and lies | |
The truth was something | |
You didn’t clearly define | |
C’mon Rod | |
Make him look you in the eye | |
C’mon people | |
Into the streets let’s ride | |
This is one of those moments do or die | |
Will we try to save Mueller | |
Or just wave good bye | |
C’mon Rod | |
Make him look you in the eye | |
Insight into impact | |
Gotta cut through the noise | |
Stories matter | |
There’s a person behind that data point | |
Know your audience | |
Authenticity is key | |
Tailor health messages | |
To your community | |
Powerhouses of public health | |
Talking about communication | |
Ask people what they want to talk about | |
Be a servant leader | |
Your neighborhood should not be | |
hazardous to your health | |
The SG validated my career choice | |
Don’t forget to check your spelling | |
70% of teens | |
Trust influencers more than celebrities | |
They decide what to look at within 2 seconds | |
of scrolling through their feed | |
Insight into impact | |
Gotta cut through the noise | |
Stories matter | |
There’s a person behind that data point | |
Know your audience | |
Authenticity is key | |
Tailor every message | |
To a specific community | |
[words] | |
Influencers don’t need a ton followers | |
To be effective | |
Flawless uses drag queens | |
They’re the right messenger | |
Repurpose existing content | |
Appropriate for the platform | |
CDCgov is exploring Instagram stories | |
They’re looking 100 | |
Even after all these years | |
Most folks are confused | |
When you first meet your client | |
They take one look at you | |
And they’re not sure what you do | |
They’re not sure what to expect | |
Even though the data shows | |
They they’ll get | |
Better faster | |
With a case manager | |
People do better | |
With a case manager | |
Oh oh oh oh | |
CMSA | |
Oh oh oh oh | |
We help you navigate | |
The complex healthcare system | |
All the rules and regulations | |
With empathy and compassion | |
We’re CMSA | |
People do better with a case manager on board | |
Issues - | |
Readmissions | |
Getting client back to work | |
Denials | |
Case loads | |
Regulations | |
We’re here to learn | |
And to network | |
But we’re also here for the food | |
This is a long shot. the longest shot of all perhaps, but I have a dog who saved my life. he is turning 10. his name is Bartleby. He is pro women's rights, loves popcorn, and is a Welsh Corgi. I have been writing songs to him and about him for a while. HOWEVER, your work is truly amazing and...in case on July 3rd you aren't sure what to write about-- my dog is a great choice. I would not have gotten to where I am without him, and am very emotional about him turning 10. This might sound crazy. But, you never know unless you try? Here he is in a tuxedo: Bartleby in a tuxedo. Also, feel free to ignore this if it's annoying. "We don't know what we want until we put it in context | |
@BrianCarl It sucks being a guy on OKcupid | |
Because it turns out that most guys are stupid | |
Every girl gets | |
1000 messages | |
And 900 hundred of them are worthless | |
The other hundred are varying degrees | |
of witty, smart and sweet | |
But by then a woman's Down in the riverbed | |
All dried up | |
We been hunting fossils | |
We can never find enough | |
Army ants are working | |
Delivering the news | |
Deepest desert evening | |
Sunset golden hues | |
Don’t fall in the cactus | |
You might hurt your butt | |
Get it out with tweezers | |
And I’ll tell you what | |
This riverbed been dry | |
All my whole life | |
And in the fading light | |
We’re gonna be all right Don’t forget to pack those rainclouds | |
Put them with the sleet and snow | |
You’re gonna miss that weather | |
The further west you go | |
The fog is replaced by CO2 | |
Hanging heavy on the 405 | |
And it starts to get to you | |
The driving just to stay alive | |
Sure some of it is beautiful | |
Stars reflected in the city lights | |
Pretty people everywhere you look | |
Shorts and t shirt at night | |
But don’t forget to pack that raincloud | |
Don’t forget to pack your heart | |
Airplanes give the illusion | |
That you’re not worlds apart | |
Candy colored lipstick loving | |
Fronds blowing in the wind | |
One foot in the movie business | |
You’ll come running back again | |
but I have no doubt | |
That you’ll figure this all out | |
even if you ignore me now | |
You will learnOh don’t be so sensitive | |
You say like it’s a bad thing | |
What do you do | |
Do you spend all day | |
Locked off and hiding | |
From the feelings that you have | |
The good, the ugly and the bad | |
You don’t see how the words you say | |
Might make so I’ll say nothing | |
The words that you’re not allowed to say | |
In polite company | |
They didn’t start out that way | |
At some point somebody | |
Said, “Hey I don’t like it when you use that word | |
Nigger, kike, spic those words really hurt | |
So I’m gonna call you out when you use them | |
And hope that i get heard | |
And I know that you feel | |
So defensive | |
I feel defensive sometimes too | |
But I hope that | |
If someone hurts your feelings | |
They’d say sorry, I will try not to hurt you | |
The language that you use can be | |
A clue the respect | |
Or lack thereof that you might have | |
For someone you’ve never met | |
And sticks and stones do break bones | |
So do racist cops caught on camera phones | |
But the epithets hurled when they’re alone | |
May offer up a clue as to | |
What’s in their heart and head | |
Tell me what is in your heart | |
And I’ll say what’s in mine | |
I think humans are all the same | |
We just want love all the time | |
But in my head are thoughts so wild | |
And offensive they’d make Hitler smile | |
And if one of them becomes a word | |
I apologize and | |
Does 4 debates seem like enough? | |
Not to me, no not to me | |
So who’s responsible for that | |
It’s the head of the DNC | |
Her name is Debbie Wasserman Schultz | |
And in 2008 | |
She worked on Clinton’s campaign | |
She’s decided to limit debate | |
In the hopes that less people | |
Will know Bernie’s name | |
The less debates they have | |
The better Clinton’s chances | |
This is dirty politics, oh yeah | |
You better believe this is some back room dancing | |
But you can call the DNC | |
And tell them you want more debates | |
Like in a healthy democracy | |
202-863-8000 | |
Hey, Debbie Wasserman Schultz | |
We’re gonna call and complain until we get results | |
Only 6 debates, we think that’s whack | |
We think there ought to be at least triple that | |
Did you know that the head of the DNC | |
Has decided that there shall be | |
Only 6 debates | |
6 measly debates | |
Well don’t you think that’s a little crazy | |
Hello, hello out there are you a Democrat | |
Are you supporting Bernie Sanders like me? | |
Or maybe your candidate of choice | |
Is Hillary or O’Mally | |
Well did you | |
Only 4 debates | |
The DNC machine | |
Is grinding up it’s gears | |
National campaign co-chair | |
There’s gonna only be 4 debates | |
And there oughtta be at least triple thatHi there, I’m Jonathan Mann from Jersey City, 333 Fairmount Avenue. | |
DEMS 1. I want to thank you for your outspoken opposition to Donald Trump’s bigotry and ask that you keep it up. He must not be allowed to appoint to his cabinet the kinds of horrifying people he has put forth. Please keep the pressure on. | |
DEMS 2. I’m calling to respectfully demand that you reach across the aisle and stand with Lindsay Graham in asking Congress to investigate how Russian hacking might have influenced both the campaign and the electoral process itself. | |
DEMS 3. I’m calling to ask that, no matter what proposals Trump and his administration put forth, even if they contain some good elements, you stand in opposition to his proposals. I think stonewalling is a terrible thing and in normal times I’m against it, but we do not live in normal times. I respectfully demand that you stand against Trump at every turn, no matter what. This will be my number one priority when deciding who to vote for in 2018 and beyond. | |
4. Please support the recently introduced H R 6382 no religious registry act. | |
Meditation can be intimidating | |
Like how do you | |
Just sit and do nothing? | |
With Calm.com | |
They’ll guide you through | |
You can download the app for free | |
at calm.com / sleep with me The way you move | |
Like the planets | |
Were all aligned | |
Just where you’re standing | |
The way you talk | |
Like nobody hears | |
The words you say | |
But you keep talking anyway | |
Everybody’s gonna try and take it | |
But | |
I don’t want to talk about this | |
Can we talk about it later | |
Can we pretend this conversation | |
Is a hungry alligator | |
Let’s leave it in the swamp | |
and come back when we’re ready | |
My palms are full of ice | |
And my eyeballs are sweaty | |
We can talk | |
About it tomorrow | |
I got lots left to do | |
Before I call it quits | |
I got fire in my loins | |
And cheese in my arm pits | |
You don’t want me listening | |
To what you have to say | |
I won’t remember most of it | |
Tomorrow anyway | |
We can talk about it tomorrow | |
When the snow is piling up | |
WE can talk about it until the plow | |
Puts all the snow in our cups | |
We can talk about it tomorrow | |
While the wind rages on | |
From the corners of the evening | |
To the great expanse of dawn | |
It’s not even a big deal | |
Just some random thoughts and things | |
But I got dishes to do | |
And I got songs to sing | |
I got baths to take | |
And brains to turn off | |
My liver’s made of turpentine | |
And my skull’s gone soft Running through the dark and you’re trying to make all your connections | |
Everything you’re looking for just when you’re least suspecting | |
You’re just the person for the job the task at hand | |
You speak a language that only you can understand | |
Can you do what you have to do? | |
Hunker down and say the things that nobody wants said | |
Realize that everyone you love will someday wind up dead | |
Get up in the morning anyway and greet the sun | |
Put your pants on a leg at a time just like anyone | |
Can you do what you have to do? | |
Can you do what you have to do | |
When the odds are looking bleak | |
When your face is turning blue | |
And you can not speak | |
Can you do what you have to do | |
When the world is covered in dust | |
When your tumbling down can you | |
Do what you must | |
Father to the feelings that you don’t know how to name | |
Mother to the power and the potential in the shame | |
You can have it both ways if you can find the words | |
Can you rile up when needs exciting and leave the rest undisturbed | |
Can you hear my stuffed up face | |
Singing to you tonight | |
My snot has not kept up the pace | |
With the rest of my body’s fight | |
I gotta get more sleep | |
I gotta take more care | |
To get this snot going | |
Everywhere | |
Can you hear my stuffed up face | |
Singing to you tonight | |
Can you really run out of luck | |
Can you really get unstuck | |
Driving a pickup truck | |
Through the desert in the mud | |
Is this really all there is | |
Are you a summary of things you did | |
Does grammar matter if | |
You’re fighting tooth and blood | |
Can you party with captain hook | |
Can you give me another look? | |
With every cliche in the book | |
Raining down like tears | |
When the animals go to sleep | |
And the fear they feel is steep | |
Then you know it’s time to keep | |
The promises you’ve made here | |
So don’t count your chickens yet | |
Don’t unload your red corvette | |
If you’re apartment allows no pets | |
Then cockroaches will have to do | |
Cuz I’m running out of luck | |
And I’m starting to give a fuck | |
Headlong in a pickup truck | |
I’ve got my sights set on you | |
the north star is shrinking | |
and i cannot find my home | |
and lately i've been thinking | |
that i should sell all that i own | |
nuclear fusion | |
in my heart and in my mind | |
i can't keep a straight face | |
layers of gas form | |
and light can't get through | |
then it seeps and explodes | |
and it all starts anew | |
i've been drifting | |
for so many years | |
i can't keep a straight face | |
have you ever smiled | |
at every person | |
you passed on the street | |
they all smile back | |
they have nothing against you | |
you'd be friends if you were to meet | |
from the loneliest beggar | |
to the most powerful kings | |
flotsam and jetsam | |
in the big scheme of things | |
the joke is on me | |
when i feel important | |
i can't keep a straight face | |
there's a hole in my uke | |
like the hole in my heart | |
but it makes me sing better | |
it makes me less hard | |
the core of the matter is strong | |
and i can't keep a straight face Can’t locate | |
Myself in space | |
Where’s my feet | |
Where’s my knees | |
I’m all torn up | |
With a droopy face | |
I’m a mismatch | |
This this that | |
Catch my falling thoughts | |
Before they fade into the distance | |
I can’t remember | |
Another instance | |
Of feeling out of sorts | |
Like this | |
Of all the last resorts | |
I missed | |
Oh well | |
I guess I’ll go for a run | |
Cards or die | |
Cards or die | |
You need games | |
In your life | |
We’ll bring the games | |
Rain or sun | |
Cards or die | |
We bring the fun | |
Complex games | |
Fast moving games | |
Everything in between | |
Bring Cards or Die | |
To your event | |
And now it’s a party | |
Old games you remember | |
Connect 4 and Battleship | |
Newer games you’re gonna love | |
Catan and Exploding Kittens | |
Cards or Die will come armed | |
With the knowledge of every game | |
Teach the folks at your event | |
Your attendees will be amazed | |
Cards or die | |
Cards or die | |
You need games | |
In your life | |
Complex games | |
Fast moving games | |
Everything in between | |
Bring Cards or Die | |
To your event | |
And now it’s a party | |
Old games and new games | |
For any kind of event | |
Games to liven up the day | |
Come to the games tent | |
They met at a dance in the Aragon Ballroom | |
And they’ve been married for 60 years | |
They went to DC for their honeymoon | |
To see the cherry blossoms so bright and clear | |
He was an architect at goodyear | |
She was a high school secretary | |
He likes to do crossword puzzles | |
She likes crafts and QVC | |
Carl and Dorothy Put Seer | |
They really love to polka | |
They love Jan, Lyn, Dave, Matt, Beth, | |
Amy, Erin, Brian, Scarlett and Laura | |
Carl has been to all 50 states | |
And if there’s one thing that we know | |
Even after all these years | |
They still love each other so | |
Sue Hertz | |
212-236-5141 • | |
• Her new degree is a Master's of Science in Land Resources and Environmental Science | |
• She is super tall, blond, and beautiful, both inside and out | |
• She has a passion for interior design and decorating (especially faux finishing and animal print) | |
• She used to breed cocker spaniels | |
• She went to Augustana College when her kids were grown to complete her undergrad and graduated with a 4.0/Summa Cum Laude | |
• She graduated with a 4.0 when she completed her Master's from Montana State University in Bozeman, MT | |
• She creates beautiful memories and experiences for other people | |
• She makes up epic bedtime stories for her grandson (as she did for her children) | |
• She really loved the book "The Four Agreements" | |
• | |
• She has a very special bond with her grandson | |
• To know her is to love her | |
I'm carla and he is Eddie | |
Just to give you a bit of context - this has been a ridiculously busy couple of months planning our non traditional wedding0 we are "eloping" alone to Jamaica and having what we are calling a "happily ever after" tour where we have several small parties for family and friends and travel to them versus one big party. this works for several reasons for one thought is that would be less stressful.... It has NOT been less stressful!! So thank you for your patience while I tried to get time to sit down and make a list for a song. I still don't feel like I am doing ti justice or am listing fun things that could make a song, but I figure you can read it, maybe take a look at our wedding website? | |
www.rosinski-sanford.com | |
and then just cherry pick what you want to use. I don't have any preference of what to use or what not to use | |
our proposal story is on the website. (lola our dog was our witness) {(we are more than obsessed with lola and I often make up songs for her and dance around the kitchen. she loves. Eddie doe not love it as much when I do this for him which is why I think it is perfect to hire you to do it instead!! ) | |
here is my random thoughts list: | |
I am a psychotherapist (or mental health therapist) | |
Eddie is a research scientist working in cell therapy in the biotech world | |
Eddie LOVES comics- not a big fan of DC, more fan or Marvel- DC always screws shit up | |
but everyone loves batman I suppose- and I have no exposure really to comics and one day he presented batman to me as a case study regarding childhood trauma (remember he watched his parents murder and that is what led him to crime fighting) and so I was intrigued and had fun hashing it all out. | |
Eddie grew up in NC - fayetteville to be specific which is an army base town. his father was a career army guy, his mother was from korea. (they have been separated for years) | |
Eddie went to NC state for biology, screwed around and had to go into the army for a couple years, and then went back to NC state and graduated,.. just took a little longer than 4 years. | |
I grew up in buffalo- I love the cold, eddie hates it. | |
We met in NC | |
I moved to NC from boston when my mom got sick in order to be closer to and care for my parents | |
Eddie and I loved a block away from each other. | |
I never thought I would fall for a southern man. | |
but he was progressive and agreed with my sometimes radical views | |
he agreed that the personal is political | |
he was chivalrous but never condescending | |
and he was clearly a feminist in every way (all very important to me) | |
I finally let my self enjoy some traditional courting | |
We both love food and wine- eddie considers himself a foodie | |
he cooked for us on our second official date | |
on our first date we went to Maru | |
and then bounced to more bars to continue talking. ended up closing the bars and talking more outside until finally having our first kiss before we went home. | |
on an early date we sat around my living room listening to old music and drinking and talking about favorite music and how it effects us | |
these days we have nights where we drink too much wine and sing around the kitchen table together | |
he LOVES karaoke | |
I was never really a good cook and eventually eddie has taught me and now I am pretty dan good if I do say so myself | |
when It was time for me to leave nc he decided to come with me and took a huge risk leaving all he ever knew | |
but it worked out :) he got a great job and me :) | |
I always get the words to songs wrong and he thinks its hilarious | |
my dog is obsessed with me and it took her years to like him | |
he is now obsessed with her too and we have "lola time" at night where we play with her | |
he brought kitty (who we call bad kitty bc he is bad) and I had Mr Man how is very stoic | |
we often joke that kitty (a tuxedo cat ) is new money and wears fancy clothes to show off and mr man (who is a Persian cat) is old money and has no time for such shenanigans. | |
despite their difference they all rejoice loudly and energetically nightly when we reunite as a family (and suffer sadly each morning when we depart) | |
a comic reference- | |
he calls us wonder twin soul mates- and that together we can do things he has never been able to do before :) | |
I'm an only child and he has a big sister who was like a second mom to him but now is a friend and i am excited to have her as a sister. | |
some other silly facts- | |
he loves sneakers and collected them for years- sold his collection to buy my engagement ring (his holy grail that he sold were burgundy air jordan 5) | |
he found a new talent in bocce and plays with local scientists in a bocce league | |
karaoke of course, but I am not into this in public, just in the kitchen | |
someday i think we will have a performance show :) | |
we are trying to be gardeners - patio gardeners | |
we love listening to spooky podcasts | |
we LOVE to grill- but unfortunately right now only have a little pathetic 10 inch grill on the patio. We dream of a back yard some day and a real grill :) | |
i call him my love and my hunny (and like to make up songs that go like- "my hunny is my love and my love is my hunny") | |
I could never be as great of a person as I can be with him | |
I could never be a 10th of as happy as I am because of him | |
He is my feminist knight in shining armor that rescued me because he didn't think I needed rescuing | |
He loves Marvel Comics yeah | |
She had no exposure so he showed her Batman | |
Sure I know that’s DC | |
But they looked at it psychoanalyicallly | |
That’s Eddie and Carla | |
That’s Carla and Eddie | |
She’ll tell you that he’s her best friend | |
She’ll tell you how he’s so patient | |
They met down in NC | |
They lived a block apart and it’s plain to see | |
Eddie loves Carla | |
And Carla loves Eddie | |
He sold his sneaker collection | |
To buy her engagement ring | |
She passes out after eating bagels | |
They love to go adventuring | |
They laugh a lot | |
Now they’re gonna tie the knot | |
Each other’s all they’ve got | |
They’re in love | |
They wanna be back yard gardeners | |
Carla always mistakes the words | |
And Eddies this is so funny | |
Bad Kitty’s new and Mr Man’s old money | |
That’s Eddie and Carla | |
That’s Carla and Eddie | |
The personal is political | |
Eddie can hang with Carla’s radical | |
Eddie loves karaoke | |
hunny is my love and my love is hunny | |
Eddie loves Carla | |
Carla loves Eddie | |
Carla says she could never be as happy | |
He knows she doesn’t need rescuing | |
Carla says she is a better person | |
Because of the love she shares with Eddie | |
They laugh a lot | |
Now they’re gonna tie the knot | |
Each other’s all they’ve got | |
They’re in love I don't want no chrismas lights | |
Don't want no apple sauce | |
I don't want no jesus christ | |
don't want no santa claus | |
You know what would be nice? | |
What'd get me drinking nog | |
A great big carol of blahs | |
when the sun doesn't come out | |
and the moon looks mad like it'll snap you in her jaws | |
that's when the only thing out of your mouth | |
should be a christmas carol of blahsHe likes pop corn and BBQ shapes | |
The National and the XX | |
The mighty Dees, non fiction books | |
And playing all day with Max | |
He doesn’t like coriander | |
Or taking the rubbish bins out | |
He likes golf and new water bottles | |
He loves Tucker and Scout | |
Caroline | |
Caroline | |
Caroline loves Tom | |
He’s inquisitive and smart | |
Funny and handsome | |
He’s determined | |
Loyal and kind | |
He’s friends with everyone | |
Caroline yeah Caroline | |
Caroline loves Tom | |
He’s colorblind | |
He gets hay fever | |
He works in innovation | |
They met a house party | |
6 years ago | |
Their first day was at Barney Allen’s | |
They bought their first house in Cremorne | |
He proposed in Italy | |
And now they’re getting married | |
Together for eternity *Buying a mattress | |
Shouldn’t break the bank | |
So that’s why every night | |
I thank | |
Goodness for Casper | |
Goodness for Casper | |
Shockingly low prices | |
For a high quality mattress | |
Casper.com/sleepwithme | |
50 dollars off any mattress you see | |
Casper.com/sleepwithme | |
Promo code | |
sleepwithmeObsessively engineered | |
The perfect mattress for everyone here | |
You could be living the dream | |
Of comfort, support, temperature and durability | |
That’s Casper | |
That’s Casper | |
Soft and cushy just so | |
And also excellent support and keeps the air flow | |
And it lasts for such a long time | |
Try it for 100 nights and return | |
The met in college at San Diego State | |
They were friends, and then love came | |
Then Dinkleman met kitty meow meow | |
Herbal barefoot forever and now | |
Cat and Dustin | |
Dustin and Cat | |
Mystic, dreamy | |
They do it like that | |
Sunshine, beaches | |
And succulent plants | |
Under the moon | |
A vagabond dance | |
She’s a yogi, loves the Dead | |
Wanderlust writer from the heart and head | |
He’s a traveler all around the globe | |
A photographer everywhere he goes | |
#LaJolla Livin’ | |
Good Grammar is sexy | |
#LaJolla Livin’ | |
Waking up in neverland | |
#LaJolla Livin | |
Summer solstice story | |
#LaJolla Livin’ | |
I’ve found my tribe and best friend | |
Cat and Dustin | |
Dustin and Cat | |
Mystic, dreamy | |
They do it like that | |
Sunshine, beaches | |
And succulent plants | |
Under the moon | |
A vagabond dance | |
We want to hear Cat Stevens | |
Interviewed by Marc Maron | |
Don’t you think it’s time | |
I really think it’s time | |
So tweet at marc maron | |
And also cat stevens | |
Tellc | |
Hear about his life | |
We want to hear about his lifeThere’s been big waves in enterprise | |
Operations and marketing too | |
The wave is crashing over HR | |
And now it’s come for you | |
Are you gonna get up on that surfboard | |
And say ok let’s DO this | |
You turned off sharepoint years ago | |
And nobody noticed | |
Ey ey ey | |
Get off the beach and catch the wave | |
Forget status and pay grade | |
We got to reach everyone | |
Bechtel is using data | |
And Watson to predict | |
How things are gonna play out | |
So they can make decisions quick | |
Greg is driving for Uber | |
The onboarding was fantastic | |
Make sure to rate your drivers | |
The consequences can be drastic | |
Dow’s employees were weary | |
From the pace of rapid change | |
A 200 word press release | |
Was not enough to help em see the way | |
They piloted with 4000 users | |
A new way to get the message out | |
With exclusive content like bonus multipliers | |
They’re at 45000 now | |
And it takes an average of 7 months | |
For a man to say I love you | |
Pam helped rebrand Delphi | |
In that amount of time, too | |
They were coding in html | |
Every time they wanted to post | |
Now they got 12,000 users | |
Watching their videos | |
Sometimes you have to communicate | |
Some really, really boring stuff | |
It’s all right to push back on that | |
And say no, we’ve had enough | |
Erica ditched newsletter | |
And only one person even cared | |
If no one’s gonna read something | |
Just delete it, don’t be scared | |
CHORUS | |
You’re sitting in the corporate crow’s nest | |
You can see it all from that spot | |
Don’t be the canary in the coal mine | |
Or the messenger that gets shot | |
Your worst work will go unnoticed | |
That’s the creative process | |
Get from suck to not suck | |
Everything is fine and you’re kicking ass | |
Ah ah ah | |
Telling great stories that go far | |
Communicators in charge | |
Let’s get it done | |
She’s a school bus driver | |
He’s a chef | |
It was at a backyard party | |
That the two of them met | |
4 years then they married | |
And now Ed would like to say | |
dear beloved cathy | |
Happy happy birthday | |
Happy Birthday Cathy | |
Maybe go see Dollywood | |
Ed will cook some fresh fish for you | |
I know it’ll taste so good | |
Head to a casino | |
Find some games to play | |
Spend time with the grandkids | |
Cathy it’s your birthday | |
They were suppose to go | |
To the isle of st. thomas | |
but then Irma came | |
And they had to break that promise | |
But all is not lost because | |
Vacation is in your heart | |
Take each others hand now | |
And you know, that’s the start | |
Happy Birthday Cathy | |
Maybe go see Dollywood | |
Ed will cook some fresh fish for you | |
I know it’ll taste so good | |
Head to a casino | |
Find some games to play | |
Spend time with the grandkids | |
Cathy it’s your birthday | |
Yopp! Yopp! Don’t fall in the creek! | |
Hudson valley tech Ashokan Community | |
Yopp! Yopp! Don’t fall in the creek! | |
Be as open and present as you can be | |
There’s a finite | |
Number of spoons | |
And you’ll never get back | |
A spoon that you use | |
And you can’t know | |
How many spoons a person has | |
You can borrow spoons from yourself | |
But there’s consequences | |
Everybody take care of yourself | |
Put on your own mask before you help somebody else | |
Feel the relief of crossing things off your list | |
But forgive yourself for all the things you might have missed | |
The goats are really friendly | |
Secret fascination with covered bridge restoration | |
Kale is the maté pusher | |
Jameson Hampton | |
Jamey | |
Buffalo is the home of bad sports | |
Non binary | |
There’s a finite number of spoons | |
You can’t know how many someone else has | |
When you use them they are gone | |
You can borrow spoons from your future self | |
But there’s consequences | |
Microagressions as annoying mosquitos | |
Nobody is the Terminator | |
Self care | |
Put you own oxygen math before someone else | |
Feeling relief of crossing things off the list | |
Forgiving yourself with all the things that you missed | |
Jamey was so helpful I’m going to go ask annoying questions | |
Ruthie | |
Programming with biological systems | |
Clothing that opens and closes | |
Reading to changes in the body | |
bacteria from soy beans | |
Not always predictable | |
Concrete or foam from mushroom roots | |
Mushroom bricks | |
Mushroom styrofoam | |
Beats concrete in strength test | |
Mushroom leather | |
Mushroom clothes | |
How does the environment effect how a silkworm spins | |
Giant silkworm dome - 6500 of them | |
Thickness of guide thread | |
Light that hits the silk worms | |
Speculative augmented biological systems | |
Regenerative medicine | |
Ears that are grown in apples | |
Spinal cord asparagus | |
Growing just cow skin | |
Stronger than steel, Flexible than nylon, Hardier than kevlar - spider silk | |
Manufacturing new silk | |
Store data in DNA | |
One connects us to the environment, one disconnects | |
Did all these people make your system better | |
Or did they just want to have their sig on a cool parchment | |
Siren goes off at noon | |
People looking at screens and pointing at things | |
Building reliable systems | |
Yopp! Yopp! Don’t fall in the creek! | |
Hudson valley tech Ashokan Community | |
Yopp! Yopp! Don’t fall in the creek! | |
Be as open and present as you can be | |
There’s a finite | |
Number of spoons | |
And you’ll never get back | |
A spoon that you use | |
And you can’t know | |
How many spoons someone has | |
You can borrow spoons from yourself | |
But there’s consequences | |
Everybody take care of yourself | |
Put on your own mask before you help somebody else | |
Feel the relief of crossing things off your list | |
But forgive yourself for all the things you might have missed | |
You’re not the Terminator! | |
Yopp! Yopp! Don’t fall in the creek! | |
Hudson valley tech Ashokan Community | |
Yopp! Yopp! Don’t fall in the creek! | |
Be as open and present as you can be | |
Mushroom bricks | |
Mushroom clothes | |
Mushroom leather | |
Mushroom styrofoam | |
Ears grown in apples | |
Giant silkworm dome | |
Storing data in DNA | |
Clothes that open and close | |
Spinal cord asparagus | |
Growing cow skin | |
Speculative augmented | |
Biological systems | |
Spider silk is | |
stronger than steal | |
My brain is exploding | |
How is any of this real? | |
Catskills is the largest watershed in the nation | |
The reservoir powers NYC’s reservoir | |
2nd Oldest resevroir in NY | |
470,000 cubic metrics of water | |
370,000,000 year old rocks | |
There are bathrooms everywhere | |
Don’t fall into the creek | |
Birds of Prey will not be at the gong meditation | |
Go look at the 370 | |
Million year old rocks | |
Catskills is the largest watershed in the nation | |
Nit ee ya wants to make a difference | |
And she wears a lot of hats | |
And she infiltrated the PTA | |
Her kid doesn’t know it yet | |
But he’s gonna study CS | |
She forces older siblings to code at their little brother’s birthday | |
Nitya NIT EE YA | |
Many different hats | |
Tech communites | |
Consulting | |
Infiltrated PTA | |
Parent | |
Works at startup | |
Hackerprenuerism | |
Create new and amazing thing | |
How can I take it back to my community and make change | |
Distributed systems and fault tolerance | |
Never had to think twice about being a woman engineer | |
Started out as a researcher Motorola | |
Failure happens -learned at Motorola | |
And then ten years ago people buy Apple watch | |
Rethinking crowdfunding | |
Used to talking to people in the halls, watercooler | |
Organizing a community | |
Non-tech expertise | |
How to brew beer, how to program that robot to brew beer | |
STEM pipeline | |
Her kid doesn’t know it yet, but he’s going into CS | |
Backfill the pipeline | |
CS Coding for kids | |
Siblings at birthday party were forced to do an hour of code | |
They have Frozen now | |
Jon Resig | |
Art history | |
Librarian | |
He provides access to knowledge | |
And empowers people | |
Solve your own problems | |
Adapt that to solve other’s | |
Japanese woodblock printing | |
Searching by image | |
Don’t watch the Keanu Reeves Ronen movie | |
Use cell phone to take a photo of a print | |
Scraped from museums and didn’t ask permission | |
Went to a symposium, and tried to explain, they didn’t get it, it was stressful | |
When they used it though they got excited | |
Aid art historians | |
Not replace | |
Removing the tedious work | |
Looks like a default bootstrap | |
Instead of playing a video game he was cropping Japanese images | |
Mike Zamansky | |
Doesn’t want CS to become math | |
Coding school - skill of today | |
Education - foundation for skills of the future | |
Learn to make an iOS app in n weeks | |
Experienced teachers | |
A long term plan | |
Less is more | |
Martin Babinec | |
TriNet | |
Moved his family to Little Falls | |
Upstate has great assets that should be fueling startups | |
Best talent leaves | |
The key is culture | |
Giving before trust is earned | |
Give before you get | |
Pay it forward | |
Small gives across broad audiences | |
What do we know, who do we know, what can we do | |
Because I said I would | |
Great time to be in open source | |
Open source is eating the world | |
Traditional companies are using open source | |
Applied outside of tech | |
Open source washing machines | |
Open source drones | |
Fashion | |
Photo | |
Bee hives | |
Seeds | |
Food | |
Cola | |
Beer | |
Cider | |
Street lamps | |
Education | |
Textbooks | |
Shakespeare | |
Art and culture | |
Religion | |
Government | |
Steonography | |
Fauxpen source - claims to be but isn’t | |
Open washing - marketing but not real | |
OSI | |
Mauyra Couvares | |
ScriptEd | |
Unconscious bias | |
Keep ourselves from being overwhelmed | |
By making | |
11 million bits of info every moment | |
only process 40 bits | |
Four legs, looks angry, big fangs | |
You see something scary, you turn and run | |
We’re all biased | |
Left right left left right right | |
Little bits of bias have big consequences | |
Diversity is a competitive advantage | |
Do you see a frog | |
Do you see a horse | |
Is the dress blue | |
Or is the dress gold | |
Designing for inclusion | |
Why care about design | |
The scythe was invented in 500 BC | |
Progressive Enhancement | |
Why do we have 2 sexes? | |
.net open source community | |
Jasmine was in a DDR club | |
It’s hard to drive stick shift in New York | |
Things her young self would have wanted to know like | |
How does the internet work | |
Failing a class is a sunk cost | |
Students get antsy after 30 minutes | |
Gotta give them second chances | |
Jasmine wants them win | |
Thalida’s robotics team | |
Was at the world championship | |
It looked like a diversity stock photo | |
She expected the same | |
When she started working in tech | |
And she was horrified to learn oh no | |
You think you’re ready to hire | |
Jem says stop | |
You can’t blame the pipeline | |
Jem says just stop | |
What do you mean by culture fit | |
Jem says stop | |
Your hypoallergenic dog | |
Also says stop | |
Daniel wants you to | |
Come work for an org | |
They’re starting to adopt | |
Scrum and agile | |
The budgets are smaller | |
The tech is old and obtuse | |
But doing something | |
That’s good for the world will make you smile | |
Think of all the meetings | |
And all the bureaucracy | |
100s of years of standards groups | |
Made Scotty’s job easy | |
The cloud it giveth | |
The cloud taketh away | |
And so we can’t have | |
The internet of nice thangs | |
Kate was living in spreadsheet hell | |
But was getting 130% ROI | |
So she built an app | |
And eventually found investors | |
But she has a no assholes policy | |
No assholes, no no assholes | |
No assholes allowed | |
Do some push ups | |
before pitching | |
No assholes allowed | |
Jenn draws erotic pixel art | |
Jenn gets yelled at on the internet | |
NBA stands for nothing but attorney’s | |
Jenn’s worried about uncontrollable ephemerality | |
Art can be a space for empathy | |
Is something white people say when they fuck up | |
We’re building shitty software, making shitty art | |
In conclusion capitalism | |
Dennis Crowley | |
Entrepenueur sounds like someone that just builds things for the sake of builds things | |
Everyone thinks startups are a Rocketship ride | |
More like a rollercoaster ride | |
emotions | |
keeping people around | |
Everything ever done built around one failure after another | |
Everything before 4sq failed | |
4sq just hasn’t failed yet | |
Being told the thing you’re working on is a dumb idea | |
Bored at job made Dodgeball | |
Vindigo | |
Man of leisure | |
Get a 1up for running across the 1up | |
Pac-manhattan | |
(dumb idea) | |
OMG this is the biggest thing ever | |
Don’t get a job. | |
Make a job. | |
At the time was a big deal. | |
We don’t know what it’s going to do | |
Or how it’ll make money | |
We just like building things that | |
people use | |
“I don’t even have an email address now!” | |
Identity and sense of self tied up in the project | |
What the hell am i doing with my life | |
Went on family feud | |
If they turn it off, we’ll build another one | |
32 no’s before raised money | |
Everybody’s trying to kill us | |
MIchael D’sino | |
Build the largest network of personal campsites | |
Lots and lots of people go camping | |
Camping hasn’t changed since the civil war | |
Campsite is next to the bathroom | |
Wiccans drinking meade under the full moon | |
Taking people in the city, on top of each other | |
Putting them in nature on top of each other, but in tents | |
Uber drivers of the woods | |
Kate Jordan | |
Guilting people into action doesn’t work | |
Going after the same 20 million people doesn’t work | |
Jesus was a refugee | |
Kate Hartman | |
Let’s get physical | |
Everybody stand up and give a little shake | |
Up in your business | |
Wearables can become a part of you | |
Glacier embracing | |
Don’t care about wearables, care about people | |
Super hero communicator cuff | |
Get me out of here look | |
Instead of thinking about tech | |
Think about interaction and design | |
Shrug hood | |
Bicep wings | |
James Hoff | |
Reconcile traditional art forms to technology | |
Visual arts has a hard time reaching out beyond the myopic visual arts community | |
Computer virus as a strategic input for creating | |
Art books | |
Artist books | |
Dematerialization of art | |
Conceptualize book as a work of art itself | |
Door to door artist book salesman | |
Stomping in the studio | |
Alien hand syndrome | |
Interested in syndromes | |
Weird names | |
Shrinking penis syndrome is a really bad meme | |
Using viruses to make painting | |
Vocoder was initially used as a spy device | |
Kati London | |
Sensors, data, autonomy and motivation in the real world | |
Designing new social interactions | |
Plants talking to each other | |
Plants talking to you | |
Plants call you | |
Sail the boat in real time | |
Sentient data service | |
Take something boring and make it interesting | |
Sentient street sign | |
Sentient bikes | |
Smarter interruptions | |
Pushy architecture | |
Ethics and design constraints | |
Sausage making with Fleishers | |
Foraging in the woods | |
Blacksmithing | |
Learn ukulele | |
Make electronic Wearables | |
Weaving or book binding | |
Cider making | |
Drones | |
Don’t fall in the creek | |
In the cabins that you sleep | |
Falconry | |
Photo walkCome on come on | |
Caucus for Bernie | |
Come on come on | |
Caucus right now | |
We can win just on enthusiasm | |
We’ll only win if you turn out | |
Come on come on | |
Students and nurses | |
Come on come on | |
Caucus right now | |
I know that it’s going to be cold | |
But the whole country needs your help | |
Come on come on | |
Caucus for Bernie | |
Come on come on | |
Do it and let’s show them what it’s all about | |
I’m sitting here 1000 miles away | |
I’m singing this song just so I can say | |
I believe in you I believe in the fight | |
I believe that Bernie will try to make it right | |
Come on come on | |
Caucus for Bernie | |
Come on come on | |
Caucus right now | |
We can win just on enthusiasm | |
We’ll only win if you turn out | |
Your toaster and your lightbulbs | |
And the art that hangs on your wall | |
They're connected to the internet | |
But it's not strange at all | |
The shift has been happening | |
With more flexible manufacturing | |
Innovation coming faster we | |
Are now living in the internet of things | |
Meanwhile all these products | |
Are collecting data | |
That can be mined and leveraged | |
In a thousands different ways yeah | |
But then look at the Sony hack | |
That data needs protecting | |
Privacy and security | |
Are two of the most important things | |
Tell me who, who, who | |
Will help you navigate | |
With exploration and debate | |
Of this changing landscape | |
CeBit Global Conferences | |
Digital trends and forward thinking businesses | |
Trailblazing technologies that will shape the year ahead | |
CeBit Global Conferences | |
Crowd sourcing | |
3D printing | |
Augmented reality | |
Quantified self | |
Autonomous systems | |
Sensors | |
And wearables | |
Welcome to the D!conomy | |
Doesn't happen incrementally | |
It's disruptive technology | |
Cereal is delicious | |
But has no nutritional value | |
You eat it sitting on the couch | |
Usually while you | |
Watch TV | |
Yeah you watch TV | |
Come sit with me | |
Eat cereal and watch tv | |
I like waffles better than pancakes | |
I like French toast maybe the best | |
But I eat cereal at the end of the day | |
I sit down to take a rest | |
Watch TV | |
Yeah you watch TV | |
Come sit with me | |
Eat cereal and watch tv | |
When I was a kid | |
Frosted Flakes were my jam | |
Now I’m just a boring | |
Old corn flakes kind of man | |
I guess I’d eat Frosted Flakes | |
But would feel guilty if I do | |
What a stupid thing to feel | |
Guilty over food | |
I only eat cereal | |
At my parents house | |
My dad he also eats it | |
Siting on the couch | |
We watch TVHe can’t call it like he sees it | |
When his livelihood depends | |
An a plane of existence | |
Where denial is his best friend | |
Suffering is everything | |
Who’s to say what’s real | |
Words fail in the space between | |
The true thing and the way we feel | |
But that just means | |
He’s gotta try harder | |
put his back into his every day | |
Making plans | |
To bring a little bit | |
Of order to this chaos place | |
She breaks every rule | |
That she sets down for herself | |
In her heart a lightsaber duel | |
Loopholes that get her out | |
It’s a heady time | |
To be alive, to be alive | |
Going about your day | |
Just waiting for the end to arrive | |
But that just means | |
She’s gotta try harder | |
Push farther every day | |
Making plans | |
To bring a little bit | |
Of order to this chaos placeMy name is Charles and her name is Amanda | |
She is 26 I'm 35 | |
We live in Fairbanks, Alaska yet hate the cold | |
We Married in Las Vegas at the little white chapel on Feb 28 2013 | |
We are expecting a baby this summer. | |
Her birthday is January 2 mine is June 9 | |
We have two dogs | |
Our song is "I wanna grow old with you" | |
We meet on the internet Craig's list of all places. | |
Our 1st date was at a coffee house College Coffee House | |
I propose to her at the University at the overlook point in August 2011 | |
We married in Las Vegas at the little white chapel on February 28 2013 | |
Had our honey moon in Vegas | |
She has always wanted to have a baby | |
We have a baby on the way due in August | |
We are converting to Judaism | |
She likes sushi I do not like sushi | |
We both like Dr. Who, walking dead | |
Our 1st concert we saw was Bear Naked Lady's | |
The most recent concert we saw was Red Hot Chili peppers. | |
We have a goal of moving someplace warm | |
She likes reading cheesy Romance novels | |
She hates situational comedies. | |
She loves the muppets | |
She still likes her Legos. | |
She hates hates hates my car. | |
When she gets mad at me I think is cute | |
I can always make her smile. | |
We've been to Minnesota, Las Vegas and Anchorage, Ak | |
Some of her favorite places are | |
Spending time with her family | |
the Mall of America, | |
Chena Hot Springs resort, | |
Anchorage, | |
Our funny side. | |
When we first started dating I found out she was my younger sisters friend. | |
We have a strong since of humor in most of our daily activities | |
She'll call me at work and ask me what I'm wearing to which I reply "khakis" | |
(like that State Farm commercial) | |
If I say something smart she'll respond with "I'm going to beat a Charlie" (all in good humor) | |
. | |
We have two dogs | |
I propose to her at the University at the overlook point in August 2011 | |
We married in Las Vegas at the little white chapel on February 28 2013 | |
The most recent concert we saw was Red Hot Chili peppers. | |
She still likes her Legos. | |
We've been to Minnesota, Las Vegas and Anchorage, Ak | |
Some of her favorite places are | |
the Mall of America, | |
Chena Hot Springs resort, | |
Anchorage, | |
Our funny side. | |
When we first started dating I found out she was my younger sisters friend. | |
We have a strong since of humor in most of our daily activities | |
She'll call me at work and ask me what I'm wearing to which I reply "khakis" | |
(like that State Farm commercial) | |
If I say something smart she'll respond with "I'm going to beat a Charlie" (all in good humor) | |
Charlie Surprise! | |
His love is on fire | |
Don’t avert your eyes | |
Look into desire | |
He’s Charlie Surprise | |
His love will save us all | |
His love will never die | |
Everybody heed the call | |
He’s Charlie Surprise Charlotte is super smart and sensitive | |
And she loves wearing dresses | |
She makes up silly names for her toys | |
She loves twirling and dancing and princesses | |
Gemma is strong and sassy | |
The biggest smile you’ve ever seen | |
A gregarious laugh, she has a million friends | |
And she loves jumping on the trampoline | |
Charlotte is a caring big sister | |
Gemma follows where Charlotte goes | |
And mama and papa want them to be happy | |
For the rest of their lives as they grow and grow | |
Charlotte and Gemma | |
Gemma and Charlotte | |
Living in Jersey City | |
With mama and papa | |
In the noon day sun | |
Having fun at Scandi | |
Mom and dad are proud of them | |
Because they are who they are | |
They wouldn’t change a single thing about them | |
The future is bright as a star | |
*****She’s a fraternal twin | |
And a social butterfly | |
She’s had cute freckles since she was young | |
Brown hair and brown eyes | |
She’s a very hard worker | |
And she’s so much fun to shop with | |
She grew on a farm | |
And she’s so, so competitive | |
Cheryl Ellingwood | |
Raised 3 loving kids | |
When it comes to her family | |
She’s fiercely supportive | |
She’s funny as they come | |
Hates Jennifer Anniston | |
Lea, Amy, Luke and Bulwinkle | |
Love her bigger than the sun | |
She was a cheerleader | |
She’s so caring and kind | |
She’s so afraid of snakes | |
But will kill a spider any time | |
French toast | |
Whipped topping | |
Powered sugar galore | |
She wants so much powered sugar | |
You can’t see the toast no more | |
She could eat cinnamon toast | |
For every single meal | |
She taught her kids | |
to be self-reliant | |
She taught them how to deal | |
Cheryl Ellingwood | |
Raised 3 loving kids | |
When it comes to her family | |
She’s fiercely supportive | |
She’s funny as they come | |
Hates Jennifer Anniston | |
Lea, Amy, Luke and Bulwinkle | |
Love her bigger than the sunWe serve | |
Snow birds and vacationers | |
And oh those spring breakers | |
Farmers and grow houses | |
Rustic homesteaders | |
We serve the Eglin AFB | |
And we’re owned by our members | |
And it is our mission | |
To make their lives better | |
Chelco, Chelco | |
We make the electricity flow | |
Chelco, Chelco | |
From the Gulf to Alabama, you know | |
No matter where you go | |
Chelco, Chelco | |
Late night Summer thunderstorms | |
Can keep us up all night | |
We get angry phone calls | |
And smiles when we make it right | |
We keep an eye on the hurricanes | |
Do our best to keep you safe | |
We’re there when you are sleeping | |
And there when you’re awake | |
If he could bottle up her laugh | |
He’d be drunk all day | |
She’s strong and independent | |
And he loves her so that way | |
An amazing mother to | |
Sophia and Faith | |
Happy first | |
Anniversary | |
Sunbear wants to tell you | |
How much he loves you Chelle | |
You are a super woman | |
A beautiful bombshell | |
You don’t like to sleep alone | |
Sunbear’s never far away | |
He’ll be sleeping next to you | |
Forever and a day | |
Sunbear was just a client | |
Massages periodically | |
Then you started hanging out | |
For a couple of weeks | |
And then Remy took his seat | |
When he got up to pee | |
And so he sat down close to you | |
And you kissed during the movie | |
You’ve been together ever since | |
Watching murder shit and horror | |
Wander down to Tangos | |
Reading the newspaper | |
With Sebastian, Maya, Luna | |
Remy, Sky and Penelope | |
You love all your animals | |
With every fiber of your being | |
You are very verbose | |
And you love great scotch | |
You’ve got a huge heart | |
Used to play lacrosse | |
Your big personality | |
Lights up the town | |
With Borat | |
or Chewbacca sounds | |
Chewbacca and JD | |
Hanging out up on Onondaga Hill | |
Playing golf and driving around in the beemer | |
Talking about life | |
Holy cross, Simons School | |
Electric friends that’s just how you do | |
You’re passionate for whatever you’re focused on | |
Your laugh rings out into the great beyond | |
Sarah and Johnny and Patricia too | |
Dave and Stephanie all care about you | |
From one coast to the other you moved | |
Happy Birthday JD ooo ooo oo She knew you would be kind to her cats | |
She didn’t know you would love them | |
A sad goodbye to your dear old friends | |
Two new friends remind you of them | |
Willow and Riker oh | |
Raymond and Cheyenne | |
Don’t put cinnamon on the pizza | |
That’s not part of the plan | |
Raymond yeah Raymond | |
You’ll accept any dare | |
Talk yourself out of any trouble | |
You find there | |
For Cheyenne you hung the moon | |
You’ll always have her heart | |
From that moment in 09 | |
To all the time you spent apart | |
It is forever | |
You’re loyal honest and deferential | |
Classically British boundless compassion | |
You love Arsenal FC, Bowie Motown and Reggae | |
And your adopted Miami dolphins | |
You buy flowers for Cheyenne | |
Challenge her to change her mind | |
Holding her purse while she shops | |
She loves to to the end of time | |
Raymond yeah Raymond | |
You’ll accept any dare | |
Talk yourself out of any trouble | |
You find there | |
For Cheyenne you hung the moon | |
You’ll always have her heart | |
From that moment in 09 | |
To all the time you spent apart | |
It is foreverChicken comes from chicken | |
Not from a nugget tree | |
When you're eating nuggets | |
It's chicken that you eat | |
Chicken comes from chicken | |
Not from dinosaurs | |
Chickens go bach bach bach | |
You'll never hear them roar | |
This is chicken x4 | |
Chicken comes from chicken | |
Sonya and Mike have been friends for 20 years | |
But suddenly 5 years ago | |
He started to pursue her in such a way | |
His intentions were undeniable | |
He texted and called all the time | |
Appeared everywhere she went | |
Then they got together in Portugal | |
Whilst on holiday with friends | |
They’ll retire there one day | |
Chicky and Monkey are getting married | |
She knows that he’s the right man | |
He takes life as it comes | |
She’s always got a plan | |
He’s calm and she’s hot headed | |
He’s practical and good with his hands | |
He’s happy at home but she gets bored | |
She gets them out to explore the land | |
They lived in Columbia for 2 years | |
And that’s where they got engaged | |
Their beautiful son was born there too | |
Crazy adventure days | |
Now they live in London | |
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