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A Worms Life Tom: G# Intro: (one bar each)
G# A# (A#sus, for the last two beats, if you're keen)
G# A# (played sans bottom finger, with bar on the first fret)
Verses G# A#
1. Though you think me cold and slimy
2. Sometimes it's too hot for cooking
3. Then I was plucked from the wet slime G# A# E (played on 7th fret)
I've got a nice home....
One wants just a salad...
And dropped in tequila... F (8th fret) A#
Tasted your best guacamole
And then comes the breeze in the evening
I lay in a stupor for some time G# A# A#sus C (bottom finger off)
and siesta'd at noon in the cool of the soil. (Chorus)
And men light cigars and the scent fills the air. (Chorus)
Then one fine night I was gulped down in a shot. (Chorus) CHORUS
E C A
A worm's life can be easy
E C A
If he lay low out of sight BRIDGE(Instrumental part, 1 bar each)
G# A# F A# E C A D G Am
Then the rains come, and the ground fills with water
And I must come up to the surface for air (to verse 3.) Outro (One bar each) E C A A
E C Asus A
All Of This Ugly Tom: E
E C#m
I was walking through the country
A B
And passing through lovely scenery
E B C#m A
When I came upon some rotting remains
C#m B
And though the carcass was wormy
E A B
Well after all it's all a part of nature art of cleaning
A B C#m B
If I try hard I think that I will see
A B
Some good behind all of this ugly
When my job was a garbageman
To go out and empty the garbage cans
And I'd come upon rotting remains
But we'd drive the outside town
And fill the land, and make the hills that you can walk around on
If I try hard I think that I will see
Some good behind all of this ugly
If I were born as vulture
I'd fly out circle high in the air
And I'd look out for rotting remains
And if they weren't quite dead yet
A little bite would help things so I could get started...
If I try hard I think that I will see
Some good behind all of this ugly
I Love Your Goo Tom: C
I love your [c] guts, I love your [em] goo Your ugly [d] blood, your creepy [g] heart The heart that’s [c] true, to me and [g] you I [em] thank you
I’d eat your [c] gum, I’d eat your [em] goo I love the [d] blood that lights your [g] eyes And makes your [c] lips the colour [g] blue I [em] thank you
Your [c] flesh and your [d] insides Your [am] blood and your [bm] outsides You’re [c] blameless and I’m [d] shameless [g,em] [g,c]
I am the [c] shit upon your [em] shoe Your creepy [d] blood is in my [g] heart The heart that’s [c] true to me and [g] you I [em] thank you
Your [c] flesh and your [d] insides Your [am] blood and your [bm] outsides You’re [c] blameless and I’m [d] shameless [g,em] [g,c]
I’m in the [c] mud, I’m in the [g] goo Your face is [c] cold, your lips are [g] blue But your heart is [c] true, to me and [g] you I [em] thank you
Your [c] flesh and your [d] insides Your [am] blood and your [bm] outsides You’re [c] blameless and I’m [d] shameless
On And On Tom: Bm
Bm(add4) Come with me down this ol' road G Where I got stuck and later towed Dsus2 Listen to the sound of the falling rain E We just might end up stuck again
A Bm The little bird can sing and sing G Dsus2 The little bird knows everything A Bm But the little bird don't bother with song G Dsus2 Bm He knows that it just goes on and on and on and on
Bm(add4) Climb up in this tree with me G We'll hang from a branch, there's plenty to see Dsus2 Listen to the sound of the blowin' leaves E Feel that breeze goin' through your sleeves
A Bm The little bird can sing and sing G Dsus2 The little bird knows everything A Bm But the little bird don't bother with song G Dsus2 Bm He knows that it just goes on and on and on and on
Bm(add4) Don't go followin' me no more G I'm sick of your face at my back door Dsus2 Don't you listen to the bird in your head E Just remember what I said
A Bm The little bird can sing and sing G Dsus2 The little bird knows everything A Bm But the little bird don't bother with song G Dsus2 Bm He knows that it just goes on and on and on and on
Bm(add4) Come with me down this ol' road G Where I got stuck and later towed Dsus2 Listen to the sound of the falling rain E We just might end up stuck again...
Our Driver Gestures Tom: D# Intro: E
D# When you start your journey, you go and meet your driver C# You shake his hand, and hope he's feeling well D# The things to come may be somewhat unfamiliar C# Like eating herring where the sun does not go down G# A# G# A# Our driver calculates what time we'll hit town
C Gm And every time a border comes G# F We go inside and meet with someone C Gm Perhaps a form will need to be filled in G# F Then we can go and restart up the engines
Plumbing often varies in the various different countries I like to crouch down and turn on those bidets I'll have a cocktail, pick at my fingernails And then I'll squat down for a wash to end the day Our driver recommends we try the soufflé
And every time a border comes We go inside and meet with someone Perhaps a form will need to be filled in Then we can go and restart up the engines
bridge: E C#m E A
Then we went down under, and we were told of farmers Who brought some pigs here from the old country But pigs eat turtle eggs and turtles eat jellyfish And now you get stung if you're swimming in the sea Our driver gestures out behind the palm trees
And every time a border comes We go inside and meet with someone Perhaps a form will need to be filled in Then we can go and restart up the engines
outro: E
[figured out by Martin Falk]
The Bereft Mans Song Tom: C
[C]I've all my [G]wisdom teeth
[C]Two up to, [F]two be[G]neath
And yet I'll recognise
My mouth says things that aren't so wise
But when I sing my darling's praise
I know I'm right, or close anyways
For she's a gem upon this earth
I know to me she will return
CHORUS ***
Oh I [C]know it's [F]true, [C]I know it's [F]true.
That [C]I was made [G]for her, and [C]she me [G]too.
And I'm [C]confi[F]dent that she'll [C]think so [F]too
And [C]she'll be [G]coming back.....[F]soon [G]
Mornings we have toast and tea
I gaze across the table, she glares right back a t me.
And when we're running low on jam
I give her the last spoonful, that's just the way I am
And I drive her to work each day
Even though it's early and work is far away
And I don't even say a thing
When she plays the radio so loud you cannot think
BACK TO CHOURS ***
[G]I can't stand her [F]goddamned [C]friends
But [F]I will toler[C]ate them, [F]even though I them
And [G]I will put up with [F]her par[C]ents
'cause she says [F]I'll not ever [C]meet someone who [F]is so and
[C]sweet ever ag[G]ain [F] [C]
BACK TO CHORUS ***
I've all my wisdom teeth
two up top, two beneath
and yet I'll recognise
My mouth says things that aren't so wise
But when I sing my darling's praise
I know I'm right, or close anyways
For she's a gem upon this earth
I know to me she will return
BACK TO CHOURS ***
And [C] she'll be [G]coming back.....[F]soon [G]Learn to play "The Bereft Mans Song" with online video lessons
The Country Life Tom: F
[F]Darling I've been [F]thinking this one [F]through
We've been [F]fighting like [F]cat and dog now [F]here's what go to do
This [F]life in the [F]city is [F]killing the that we once [F]knew
We could [F]ha[F]ppy in the [F]coun[F]try
We would spend so many lovely days
We'd have chickens and cow and corn and whatever it is farmers raise
At breakfast each morning we'd fry up our own hand-picked eggs
We could be happy in the country
CHORUS ***
[F]So let's pack your bags up tog[F]ether
[F]And we'll be in the clear for[F]ever [F]
We'll just sit right back and watch while our crops grow
While we listen to gals like Kitty Wells on country radio
Weekends we'd two-step at some cowboy bar just down the road
We could be happy in the country
BACK TO CHOURS ***
[F]I know that the local folks will [F]make us feel right at [F]home
We'll have [F]homemade whiskey and [F]ramble down country [F]roads
And I would learn to ride on the rodeo
I'd have shiny boots and a cowboy hat so that nobedy'd ever know
That we'd once been city folks that owned sporty cars and fancy homes
If we could just be in the county
BACK TO CHORUS ***
The Voyage Tom: A
(voclal intro)
A B E
It may be that I like to
A B E
But I won't fall in love with you.
B A E
We won't spend the rest of our lives together
A B E
But anyway couldn't we go on a trip together
(verses)
A B E
We could go to the British islands
Darling, each morning, when we woke up
After that we could go to Yugoslavia
A B E
And hike around the Scottish highlands
We'd have bisquites and tea from a tea cup
Oh, how I would love to travel with ya
B A E
The youth hotels they have there would be perfect for us
People might think that we were on our honey moon
We don't have to be wife and husband
A B E
Cause we're both youths, so they would really suite us
But we'd know better even though we'd slept in the same room
To take a trip across the ocean
(refr. after 1st and 3rd verse)
Cm A E E
Cm A E E
(refr. after 2nd verse)
B A
We could live right out of our back packs
E B
We'd send our parents lots of trinkets and knick-knacks
Cm A
Trough the post and across the sea
B
Back to our own country
(outro)
Cm A E E
Cm A E E
(THE CHORDS)
Thick Necked Man Tom: D
D
We're talkin' 'bout a thick neck man in the city
G A
Build a pub a blood and sweat
D
Swears by God he'll stand by justice
G A
He ain't stood by justice yet
D
He gets them drunk and he gets their money
G A
They cash the welfare checks for stout
D
Now he throws them out into the street
G A
He sucked you in he'll spit you out
D G
This blood-minded son of a bitch
C G
Will not a penny lend
D A G D
And all I can do is pray to God
A D
He'll suffer in the end
We're talkin' 'bout a thick necked man in a three piece
Killing from his office desk
The many places he has been
And many more he'll visit yet
Without his mommy's pride and kisses
Without his country's confidence
Without the dying man's permission
Without no guilt on consequence
This bloody-minded son of a bitch
Has no a wound to mend
And all I can do is pray to God he'll
Get one in the end
Now we're talkin' 'bout a thick necked man in a fist fight
Losing lots of blood
It's not his night his boss is uptight
And his face and name are covered in mud
He watches TV, all star wrestling
Slams a six of ale
Hits his wife and wrecks the car
And spends a long dark night in jail
Well the Preacher man, he comes and asks him
Does he know what mess he's in
He says he'll turn to Jesus if he'll
Bail him out and buy him gin
This bloody-minded son of a bitch
Has not a son to mend
And all I can do is pray to God
He'll get one in the end
D
Let him get one..........
D A G D
And all I can do is pray to God
A D
He'll get one in the end
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Yer Devil Ways Tom: Am Intro: Am | Am | F | D |
Am Don't let a crawdad bite yer toe F D The dirty little thing will never let go Am Don't let your car go off the road F D Remember that your haulin' a heavy load
G You with the beady piggy eyes Am C Go and live yer devil ways G Just don't come 'round here no more Am C Temptin' me with yer devil days G You with the beady piggy eyes Am C Go and live yer devil ways G Just don't come 'round here no more Am D Temptin' me with yer devil days
Don't let a doggy bite yer leg Whup him on the ass and tie him to a peg Don't tell me that your shit don't stink It's worse than the puke in the kitchen sink
You with the beady piggy eyes...
Put up your dukes or stop that talkin' That's my woman so quit yer gawkin' Keep yer fingers off my truck Remember that it's mine, you fuck
You with the beady piggy eyes...
Every Morning Tom: Cm
Cm Bb Eb I get up every morning Cm Bb Eb I'm mean to everyone Cm Bb Eb But you just you ignore me Cm You seem think it's fun
Ab And I need to get away Bb Eb Bb Eb And you need to get away from me Ab And you see it's the right thing Bb Eb Bb Eb And that is why you're right for me
I watch the girly dancers Passing one by one I'll never have to meet them I have my dance and we're done
And I need to get away And you need to get away from me And you see it's the right thing And that is why you're right for me
I've got a book of special pictures I take a peek off and on When I'm alone in the morning I get my own thing going on
And I need to get away And you need to get away from me And you see it's the right thing And that is why you're right for me
Get You In The Morning Tom: Am Intro: Am
[Am] [D] [Am] [D]
[Am] I want it cheap, [D] I want it now [F] I want it fast, and I [D] want it with [E] feeling [Am] I want it deep, [D] I want a vow [F] I want it to last, and I [D] want it with [E] meaning
I will [Am] come and get [G] you in the [F] morning We'll just [C] go and not [G] give any [D] warning
[Am] I am the cheap, [D] I'm right here now [F] I'm moving fast, and [D] I've got the [E] feeling [Am] I'm going deep, [D] I've made my vow [F] It is my last, and it's the [D] one I'm [E] keeping
I will [Am] come and get [G] you in the [F] morning We'll just [C] go and not [G] give any [D] warning I will [Am] come and get [G] you in the [F] morning
[Am] I'm on my game, [D] I walk the walk [F] I smell the smell, and [D] I feel the [E] feeling [Am]It's in my name, [D] I talk the talk [F] I ring the bell, and [D] I do the [E] dealing [Am] I am the name, [D] I am the walk [F] I've got the smell, and [D]I've got the [E] feeling [Am] I'm going deep, [D] I'm going fast [F] I'm going now, and I'm [D] going with [E] meaning
I will [Am] come and get [G] you in the [F] morning We'll just [C] go and not [G] give any [D] warning I will [Am] come and get [G] you in the [F] morning We'll just [C] go and not [G] give any [D] warning I will [Am] come and get [G] you in the [F] morning We'll just [C] go and not [G] give any [D] warning I will [Am] come and get [G] you in the [F] morning
Im A Dog Tom: F
F C G5 Am
I'm a dog, and I can smell your smell right through your clothes
F G C F
And I espouse some views that you yourself just might not hold
C G C
Sometimes I am given pause to think when
F Am
I consider what we could call the good life
F C G5 Am
When it comes to the city versus the country life
F G C F
Well, I must say that I far prefer a farmer's wife
C G5 C
Breakfast with the master in the morning
F Am
Feel the breeze and brush against a cow's leg - mmm!
G Dm G
But it seems the thinkers you call greatest are
Dm Bb F
The sort who often fall ill young, or pine away
Bb F G
How can they help but drag the species down?
F G C Am
There's some debate about whether instincts should be held in check
F G C F
Well, I suppose that I'm a liberal in this respect
C Dm C
I can't say I liked Robinson Crusoe
F Am
But at least he didn't tie his dogs up at night
G Dm G
And it seems the thinkers you call greatest are
Dm Bb F
The sort who often fall ill young, or pine away
Bb F G
How can they help but drag the species down?
Solo
F G5 C Am
How come all your poets fall into despondencies?
F G C F
And then write it down for us to read every indignity?
C Dm C
Not such worthy specimens, these creatures
F Am
Hardly fit for what you could call the good life
G Dm G
And it seems the thinkers you call greatest are
Dm Bb F
The sort who often fall ill young, or pine away
Bb F G
How can they help but drag the species down?
Bb F G F G F G F G
How can they help but drag the species down
Im Outlived By That Thing Tom: G
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G C Am F I threw out a stupid common paperweight G C And it went out into the country Dm Am G G To a place where other solid objects lie around D Bm G Em Well, it's quite hard, and so it's probably still there D Bm G A And when I die, it will still be somewhere
=== CHORUS ===
A Bm G D F Ha-ha, I'm outlived by that thing and stupid things like that
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G C Am F A man once took a very famous photograph G C Went in books and even lectures Dm Am G G Said it was a monster in the old Loch Ness D Bm G Em Before he died, his wife gave him a backrub D Bm G A He confessed his lie, he took the picture in the bathtub
=== CHORUS ===
A Bm G D F Ha-ha, he's outlived by that thing and stupid things like that
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G C Am F Scientists have recently just found out G C About a fish they didn't know of Dm Am G G That lives along the bottom of the darkest seas D Bm G Em It doesn't need eyes, it's been there a long while D Bm G A Since back in the times of giant flying reptiles
=== CHORUS === A Bm G D F Ha-ha, I'm outlived by that thing and stupid things like that Ha-ha, I'm outlived by that thing and stupid things like that
God Shuffled His Feet Tom: D
[D] After seven [Bm] days, he was [G] quite tired, so [D] God [A] said [D] Let there be [Bm] a day just for [G] picnics, with [Bm] wine and [G] bread [A] Gathered up some [D] people he had [G] made [Em] Created blankets and [D] laid back in the [G] shade.
The [D] people sipped their [Bm] wine, and what with [G] God there, they asked him [D - A] questions, like: [D] Do you have to [Bm] eat, or get your [G] hair cut in [Bm - G] heaven? [A] And if your eye got [D] poked out in this [G] life, [Em] would it be waiting up in [D] heaven with your [G] wife?
[Chorus:] [A] God shuffled his [E] feet and glanced [A] around at them [D] The [A] people cleared their [E] throats and stared right [A] back at him [D][G]
So he said: [D] Once there was a [Bm] boy, who [G] woke up with [D] blue [A] hair. To [D] him it was a [Bm] joy, until he [G] ran out into the [Bm] warm [G] air He [A] thought of how his [D] friends would come to [G] see [Em] and would they laugh or had he [D] got some strange [G] disease.
[Chorus]
The [D] people sat [Bm] waiting out on their [G] blankets in the [D - A] garden. But [D] God said [Bm] nothing. So someone [G] asked him: Beg your [Bm - G] pardon, [A] I'm not quite clear [D] about what you just [G] spoke. [Em] Was that a parable or a very [D] subtle [G] joke?
In the Days of the Caveman Tom: G#m
[Intro]
G#m
When you go on camping trips,
F# B G#m B
You're stuck right out in nature.
E F#
Foraging the forests like a primate.
E F# G#m B
Using sharpened tools instead of hot plates
[Verses]
E
Your thumb and forefinger
Sometimes when I lie awake,
when I finally get to sleep,
F# B G#m B
supposed to show you're not a wild beast.
I hear the rainfall on my tent fly.
I dream in Techni color.
E F#
You can hear their noises at night time
I think of all the insects that are sleeping,
I see creatures come back from the Ice Age
E F# G#m B
They don't have to keep a certain bed time.
and wonder if the animals are dreaming.
alive and being fed inside a zoo cage.
[Chorus]
F# G#m E See in the shapes of my body F# G#m E F# leftover parts from the apes and monkeys
[Extended Chorus (play 2nd and 3d time through)]
C D
In the days of the caveman,
G Em
and mammoths, and glaciers.
C D
Bugs and trees were your food then
G Em C G
no pajamas, or doctors.
The Ghosts That Haunt Me Tom: G
G Em7 D Cadd9 There's a skeleton, in everybody's closet D Em7 Cadd9 I can think of one or two in my own room G Em7 D Cadd9 But I would like to introduce them both to you D Em7 Cadd9 Shake their bony hands and so dispell the gloom
D Em7
Cause your so kind
D Cadd9
I know you would not mind
G Em7 D Cadd9
You'd send away the ghosts that haunt me now
D Em7
And the things I fear
D Cadd9
Just wouldn't seem so near
G Em7
And when I stroll out late at night
D Cadd9 G
There would be nothin' rattlin' at my heels
G Em7 D Cadd9
There are night when all my aching bones won't let me sleep
D Em7 Cadd9
And demons come to plague me as I lie in bed
G Em7 D Cadd9
But I know if you were sleeping there beside me then
D Em7 Cadd9
That you would fend them off and they would let me rest
D Em7
Cause your so kind
D Cadd9
I know you would not mind
G Em7 D Cadd9
You'd send away the ghosts that haunt me now
D Em7
And the things I fear
D Cadd9
Just wouldn't seem so near
G Em7
And when I stroll out late at night
D Cadd9
There would be nothin' rattlin' at my heels
D Em7
There are nights
D Cadd9
When the wind comes howling through my old place
D Em7
I have dreams
D Cadd9
And I wake up with the sweat pouring down my face
G Em7 D
And I wait.........
Cadd9
Till the morning comes
G Em7 D Cadd9
There will come a time I fear when all my days are done
D Em7 Cadd9
And they will come collect my corpse and bury me
G Em7 D Cadd9
And then I hope that you'll come over to the Other Side
D Em7 Cadd9
Join me in our new life, keep me company
D Em7
Cause your so kind
D Cadd9
I know you would not mind
G Em7 D Cadd9
You'd send away the ghosts that haunt me now
D Em7
And the things I fear
D Cadd9
Just wouldn't seem so near
G Em7
And when I stroll out late at night
D Cadd9 G
There would be nothin' rattlin' at my heels
THE BALLAD OF PETER PUMPKINHEAD Tom :D
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D G Peter Pumpkinhead came to town D G Spreading wisdom and cash around D G Fed the starving and housed the poor D G Showed the vatican what gold's for
G A Bm But he made too many enemies G A Bm Of the people who would keep us on our knees G A Hooray for Peter Pumpkin G Gm/Bb A/C# D D/C# D/B D/A G G/F# Em A Who'll pray for Peter Pumpkinhead?
Peter Pumpkinhead brought to shame Governments who would slur his name Plots and sex scandals failed outright Peter merely said "Any kind of love is alright"
But he made too many enemies Of the people who would keep us on our knees Hooray for Peter Pumpkin Who'll pray for Peter Pumpkinhead?
Peter Pumpkinhead was too good Had him nailed to a chunk of wood He died grinning on live TV Hanging there he looked a lot like you and an awful lot like me
But he made too many enemies Of the people who would keep us on our knees Hooray for Peter Pumpkin G Gm/Bb A/C# D D/C# D/B Who'll pray for Peter Pumpkinhead? G A Hooray for Peter Pumpkin G A Who'll pray for Peter Pumpkin? G Gm/Bb A Bm A/C# D D/C# D/B D/A Hooray for Pe -ter Pumpkin -head G G/F# C A/C# D Alright, alright - I make you want to cry out (?)
Superman's Song Tom :F
[F]Tar[C]zan [F]wasn't a [C]ladies man
[F]He'd just [C]come along and [F]swoop 'em up un[C]der his [Am]arm like
[G]that
[Am]Quick as a [G]cat in the [Dm]jungle [G]
But [F]Clark [C]Kent, now [F]there was a [C]real gent
[F]He would [C]not be caught [F]sittin' aro[C]und in no [Am]jungle[G]scape
[Am]Dumb as an [G]ape doing [Dm]nothing [G]
{c:Chorus}
[F]Superman never [G]made any money [C]saving the world from [F]Solomon
Grundy
And [C]sometimes I [F]despair the [C]world will never [F]see another
[G]man like him
[F]Hey [C]Bob, [F]Supe had a [C]straight job
[F]Even [F]though he could have [F]smashed through any [C]bank in the
[Am]United [G]States
[Am]He had the [G]strength but he [Dm]would not [G]
[F]Folks [C]said his [F]family were [C]all dead
[F]Their planet [C]crumbled but [F]Superman he [C]forced himself to [Am]carry
[G]on
[Am]Forget Kry[G]pton and keep [Dm]going [G]
{c:Chorus}
[Am]Tar[G]zan was [Am]king of the [G]jungle and [F]lord over all the [C]apes
[G]
[Am]But [G]he could [Am]hardly [G]string together [F]four wo[C]rds: " [F]I
Tar[C]zan, you [G]Jane"
[F]Some[C]times when [F]Supe was [C]stopping crimes
[F]I'll [C]bet that he was [F]tempted to just [C]quit and turn his [Am]back on
[G]man
[Am]Join Tar[G]zan in the [Dm]forest [G]
[F]But [C]he [F]stayed in the [C]city and [F]kept [C]changing clothes in
[F]dirty old [C]phonebooths
Til his [Am]work was [G]through and [Am]nothing to [G]do but go [Dm]on home [G]
{c:Chorus}
Keep A Lid On Things Tom :B
(verse)
B Who put the dog in the doghouse?
E You did, baby - you did
B Who put your granny in the grannyhouse?
(Bsus4) E You did, baby - you did, baby
B Who put the bad in the madhouse?
E You did, baby - you did
B Who put that junk in the junkhouse?
(Bsus4) E You did, baby - you did, baby
["I'm quite a lazy guy, so I won't write all the lyrics, just play the other verses like this one."]
(chorus)
C#m B Keep an eye on things while I'm gone
E Keep a lid on things
C#m B Don't you try everything while I'm gone
E Keep a lid on things
(outro)
C#m B E Help
C#m B E Help
(go on playing it while fadeing out)
The Voyage Tom: A
(voclal intro)
A B E It may be that I like to
A B E But I won't fall in love with you.
B A E We won't spend the rest of our lives together
A B E But anyway couldn't we go on a trip together
(verses)
A B E
We could go to the British islands
Darling, each morning, when we woke up
After that we could go to Yugoslavia
A B E
And hike around the Scottish highlands
We'd have bisquites and tea from a tea cup
Oh, how I would love to travel with ya
B A E
The youth hotels they have there would be perfect for us
People might think that we were on our honey moon
We don't have to be wife and husband
A B E
Cause we're both youths, so they would really suite us
But we'd know better even though we'd slept in the same room
To take a trip across the ocean
(refr. after 1st and 3rd verse)
Cm A E E
Cm A E E
(refr. after 2nd verse)
B A
We could live right out of our back packs
E B
We'd send our parents lots of trinkets and knick-knacks
Cm A
Trough the post and across the sea
B
Back to our own country
(outro)
Cm A E E
Cm A E E
Swimming in Your Ocean Tom: G Intro - 4/4 time, 1 measure per chord]F F C Am F C
[Verses]
G C Am
When I'm sampling from your bosom
When I kneel before your bounty
When you let me taste your fingers
G C
sometimes I suffer from distractions like
sometimes I wonder if there could be really
I take them like fruit and as I linger, I
Fmaj7 Am C
Why does God cause things like torna does and train wrecks.
U F O's that come from other planets.
wonder if my seed will find pur chase in your soil.
[Chorus]
F
When I'm swimming in, when I'm swimming in your ocean,
C Am
floating aloft on creams and scented lotion, well
F C
I can get pretty sidetracked. I hope you understand.
[Postchorus Instrumental]
Am F G Dm7 G Dm7 Bb Bb
Thick-Necked Man Tom :D Intro: D D
D
We're talkin' 'bout a thick neck man in the city
G A
Build a pub a blood and sweat
D
Swears by God he'll stand by justice
G A
He ain't stood by justice yet
D
He gets them drunk and he gets their money
G A
They cash the welfare checks for stout
D
Now he throws them out into the street
G A
He sucked you in he'll spit you out
D G
This blood-minded son of a bitch
C G
Will not a penny lend
D A G D
And all I can do is pray to God
A D
He'll suffer in the end
We're talkin' 'bout a thick necked man in a three piece Killing from his office desk The many places he has been And many more he'll visit yet Without his mommy's pride and kisses Without his country's confidence Without the dying man's permission Without no guilt on consequence
This bloody-minded son of a bitch Has no a wound to mend And all I can do is pray to God he'll Get one in the end
Now we're talkin' 'bout a thick necked man in a fist fight Losing lots of blood It's not his night his boss is uptight And his face and name are covered in mud He watches TV, all star wrestling Slams a six of ale Hits his wife and wrecks the car And spends a long dark night in jail Well the Preacher man, he comes and asks him Does he know what mess he's in He says he'll turn to Jesus if he'll Bail him out and buy him gin
This bloody-minded son of a bitch Has not a son to mend And all I can do is pray to God He'll get one in the end
D
Let him get one..........
D A G D
And all I can do is pray to God
A D
He'll get one in the end
Funeral Song Tom :C
[C]I'm still [F]young, but I [C]know my days are [G]numbered
[F]1234[C]567 and [Am]so on.
But a [C]time will [F]come when these [C]numbers have all [G]ended
and [F]all Ive ever [C]seen will be [Am]forgotten
Chorus:
[F]Won't you [C]come
[Am]Too my fun[C]eral when my [F]days are [C]done
[F]Lifes not [C]long
And [Am]so I hope when [C]I am finally [F]dead and [C]gone
That you'll ga[Am]ther [G]round,
As I [Am]am lowered [G]in to the [C]ground
When my [C]coffin is [F]sealed and I'm [C]safely six feet [G]under
Per[F]haps my friends will [C]see fit then to [Am]judge me.
[C]When they [F]pause to con[C]sider all my blun[G]ders
I [F]hope they won't be [C]too quick to beg[Am]rudge me.
Chorus
[F]if [C]I should [Am]die before I [G]wake up
[F]I [C]pray that the [Am]lord my soul will [G]take but
My [F]bo[C]dy, my [Am]bo[C]dy, that's your [Am]job
I [C]can't be [F]sure where I'm [C]headed after [G]death.
[F]to heaven, hell, or [C]beyond to the great [Am]vast.
But [C]if I [F]can I would [C]like to meet my mak[G]er.
[F]Theres one or two things [C]I'd sure like to [Am]ask.
Chorus
How Does a Duck Know Tom: F
F How does a duck know C F Bb what direction south is? F C F Bb And how to tell his wife from all the other ducks?
D A You can cut a chicken's head off D E D A but it will keep on running and twitching.
D E When everything seems planned out D E when everything seems nicely planned out D A E well the human race will come and smack your face
F How come all my body parts C F Bb so nicely fit to gether? F C F Bb All my organs doing their jobs, no help from me.
D A A person pulls a spider's leg out D E D A to watch it keep on moving and twitching.
D E When everything seems planned out D E when everything seems nicely planned out D A E well the human race will come and smack your face
Bbmaj7
Satan
C F
lives here
A Bb E
on grain and earth, rain and air.
D A You can put me in and iron lung D E D A and I will keep on breathing and twitching.
D E When everything seems planned out D E when everything seems nicely planned out D A E well the human race will come and smack your face D A E D You might be dead, but you keep your head.
Afternoons and Coffespoons Tom: F Intro: F F F Bb F F F Bb C C C C
[Verses]
F C F Bb C
What is it that makes me just a little bit queasy
Times when the day is like a play by Sartre
Maybe if I could do a play by playback
F C F Bb C
There's a breeze that makes my breathing not so easy
When it seems a book burning's in perfect order
I could change the test results that I will get back
Ab Db Eb
I've had my lungs checked out with X rays
I gave the doctor my de scription
I've watched the summer evenings pass by
Ab Db Eb Fm Db
I've smelled the hospital hallways
I've tried to stick to my presciptions
I've heard the rattle in my bronchi
[Chorus]
F Bb
Someday I'll have
F C
a disappearing hair line
F Bb
Someday I'll wear
F C
pajamas in the day time
[Extended Chorus (play 2nd and 3d time through)]
Bb F
Oh .... oh .... oh
C F
After noons will be
Bb Dm
measured out, measured out, and
Bb
measured with
C F Bb
coffe spoons, and T.S. Eliot
Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm Mmmmm Tom: Am Intro: Em Bm Em Bm F G F G
Am G C C
Once there was this kid who
F C G# C
Got into an accident and couldn't come to school
F F G C
But when he finally came back
G C F C G G G
His hair had turned from black into bright white
G# C
He said that it was from when
G# Cmaj7(Add F) Cmaj7(Add F) F F
The cars had smashed soooo hard
Chorus: Em Bm Em Bm F G F G Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm, Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm
Am G C C
Once there was this girl who
F C G# C
Wouldn't go to change with the girls in the change room
F C G C
But when they finally made her
G C F C G G G
They saw birthmarks all over her body
G# C
She couldn't quite explain it
G# Cmaj7(Add F) Cmaj7(Add F) F F
They'd always just been there
**Chorus 2X
Bridge: Dm Dm C G G Both girl and boy were glad Dm Dm C G F G One kid had it worse than that
Am G C C
'Cause then there was a boy whose
F C G# C
Parents made him come right home directly after school
F C G C
And when they went to their church
G C F C G G G
They shook and lurched all over the church floor
G# C
He couldn't quite explain it
G# Cmaj7(Add F) Cmaj7(Add F) F F
They'd always just gone there
**Chorus 2X
**Outro Is The Same Progression As The Bridge