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[G] Lucius sang a song[G] And we all sang along[G] We sang, [C] "Saturday All Week" [G]Nothing rhymes with these wordsNothing grows in this lightIt's all fluorescent bulbsChorus: [D] Ooooooh, who saw it [C] coming? [D] Aaaaaah, who coulda [C] known? We'd have... [G] Saturday all [D] week [D] Saturday all [G] week [G] Saturday all [D] week [D] Saturday all [G] weekBecause the sun was

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[G] I can't believe he doesn't [C] notice[G] The look that hides behind my [C] eyes[G] All the nights I go out [C] dancingWith [G] all the [D] other [G] guysChorus: He must be [C] blind and deaf and [G] stupid [D] Maybe he [C] just don't [G] care I can't [C] believe he doesn't [G] notice All the [D] cheatin [C] that I [G] doI can't believe he didn't noticeI changed the color of my hairLate at

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[G] Sometimes I feel like [C] anything is [G] possible[G] Other time it's like I'm [D] dyin[G] These times have gone and [C] changed [G][G] Maybe it's [C] time to get [D] awayCh: This [C] day is but a [G] dreamBaby [C] went and made a [G] sceneNothing [G] left but you and [D] meThis is [C] where I wanna [G] beNot alone [C] just to be [D] freeThis is [C] where I wanna [G] berepeat verserepeat

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Words: Boughey/DayA-5th string, G, F, EmA-5, G, F, FCapo on 5Listenin' all day to Mercury RevStretched out late like taffy in the afternoonThinkin' all day 'bout this state of stasisIn my mirror sideways eyes of shameCh: A, G, F, EmCooler than CaliforniaCooler than Echo BeachCooler than Frank SinatraCooler than AngelyneListenin' all day to Sonic YouthSpillin' out like coffee beans on the

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A DIt's a major chordIn a major keyBut it's so sadYeah it's so sadAnd I'm coming backFrom another landI found my wayAnd lost it again again again again again again again(Verse inst)Tattooed starOn your bellyIt makes you famousIt makes a scarAnd it's too late (yeah it's too late)To make a better planTo find your wayAnd lose it again again again again again again again(Verse inst)And it's so

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Em F|~A|Small John went down by the riverSmall John went down by the seaSmall John went down to fetch some waterSmall John - Small Johnturnaround: G F Em x2Small John wished that he was tallerSmall John wished that he was braveSmall John wept beside the oceanSmall John - Small JohnBridge: Em F|~C|~A| / Em F|~C|~E| (12th fret)turnaround: G F| Em x2Small John climbed the tallest boulderSmall John

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G Em D DAre you having a good time?Do you need another drink?Are you here alone?GG EmEm DDDDC'mon.... let's make a sceneWe'll watch a Mamet filmWe'll drink our coffee strongWe'll bitch about the weatherC'mon (c'mo-o-o-n) ... let's make a sceneC'mon (c'mo-o-o-n) ... let's make a sceneHey what's that you're reading?Would you put in that CD?I'll meet you at the carC'mon (c'mo-o-o-n) ... let's make a

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E DWhat if we just disappeared?E DIt wouldn't be so bad...C DWhat if we just let it slip away?Forget responsibility and respectJust remember why we're hereIf I could just rememberCh:D Something's got myC tongueC Comewhere there's anG answerG Hope it's happy there... (once)I remember how to rockI remember how to rollI remember how to disappearForget about

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(Capo 3?)G D Am Am or D C G GorD Am GD C GC GV1:Walked all night down the center laneSnow had stopped the trainsYou always smile when it rainsJust like thatV2:Stayed too long in that shipping yardDried out weeds and broken carsI had a dream about the oceanJust like yoursCh: C GYou know, the one about the oceanThe ocean wasn't meHad a dream about the oceanThe ocean wasn't meV3: (D Am G)Walked all

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G - D - C - GV1:(G)You... got a wishing (D)well(C)I've... got this tele(G)phone(G)We shoulda stayed in California(D)Where the (C)wine is (G)free(G)There upon that big rock-candy (D)mountainAs the (C) sun went down behind your (G) hairRepeat V1I'm gonna climb right up that sunbeamOut of your wishin' well

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C D GGDon't tell me about your rock n' rollC D GGYou ain't got nothin' on thisC D G F# EmI don't care about your long black hairC D GGBut there was something about your kissD C GGAnd your pain ain't nothing like thisDon't tell me about your breakin' heartDon't tell me true love existsY'know I don't care about your jade green stareBut there was something about your kissAnd your pain ain't nothing

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Verse: D C G G V1: She [D]told him 'bout [C]life on the [G]river How nothin' seems to move at all He talked about what he had forsaken Rivers never crossed Chorus: G D C G [G] Watch me fall ten thousand miles [D] Finger flames of sunset cloud [C] Watch me make this line across the [G] sky [G] Fold me in your quiet arms [D] Underwater midnight dream [C] Whisper words that call us to [G]

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Capo at the 3rd fret. The first chord is a G shape with the top (high) string left out, plus a finger on the 3rd fret of the B string. This finger stays in place throughout the chord changes. 2nd chord is a regular D, then the 3rd chord is like the first modified G chord but also has the 3rd fret on the low E string left off. I think it's some kind of a B. Fourth chord is back to the D. And

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Capo 5 v: G E C D x4 ch: C D C D... G-> She's listenin to the radio And drivin with the windows down Smokin her last cigarette Cryin in the dashboard glow ch1: She's goin down to Mexico Maybe to Seattle I dunno Callin from the Interstate Listening to your heart break Had to run away again To show you just how much she really cares ch2: She's goin to Michigan Got a friend there with

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Capo 5G Cno5 DWhen the [G]indians cameTo take you a[C]wayI turned to [G]glassTurned to [D]glassYou were woodI watched the skyWaiting hereI waited hereHow many timesDid you drive byI waited hereI watched the sky

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G E Come back come back come back we still care D E You shoulda stuck around to see it all turn out G D They still say your name from time to time D E They remember you back in Radiotown You wandered off too sad too lost to ever last On a mission to find truth or love or something Well did you find it at the record store? Did you find it back in Radiotown? We remember everything you forget We

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V1: [G] I have fallen [G] Oh I have fallen Into [C] darkness into [G] fear [G] Maybe it's only Global [C] warming But it's [G] gettin mighty [D] hot down [G] here Chorus: So bring me [C] up (oh bring me up) Direct to [G] heaven To that [D] party [C] in the [G] sky My eyes are [C] achin My heart so [G] weary The [D] end is [C] surely [G] nigh Said bring me [C] up Right up to [G] heaven Tired of [

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Capo 4 G D Please close the window C G It's getting towards morning G D Make me a promise and C G I'll tell you my dream Confetti had fallen All over my brainchild Thoughts all unfettered Had stumbled away Chorus: C I'd buy you a river G If you'd fall on my doorstep D Call you a taxi Em If you'd pick up the

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Capo 3 G F# E Thought I knew about this town Thought I knew the way back home Looks like they tore it down Looks like the they tore it down Days like these I think of you Eyes of green, scars of blue Kissed me there beside the stairs Kissed me there, kissed me there Looks like they tore it down Looks like they tore it down Looks like they tore it down Looks like they tore it down

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A minus bottom stringD minus bottom string[D]Paris souvenir[A][D]Snapshot of an ear[A]Photobooth in Rome4 pictures in a rowBox of precious thingsRadio airforce wingsTicket stubs and cardsKeys to your old carNow I know it's much too lateYou've gone too far awayForgive me if you canAnother lonely manWith a box of precious thingsLousy poems and ringsPocketknives and changeMiniature plastic

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[Capo on 2 ] 3/4 time C         F       G I've been leaving clues     C            F          G But nothing gets through to you C         F    G I've been so alone    C         F         G My heart has turned to stone Now you've gone away Left so much to say I'll just stay right here 'Cause leaving never makes it clear Chorus: F                 G Can't you see the truth F

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Em        G       D         Em Joe was a man who loved the land A-5         Em    C-5             Em Learned to fight before he could stand Em            G    D       Em Nothing could make old Joe cry A-5          Em            C-5        Em Nothing, aw nothing but a red velvet sky Met a buffalo girl named Adeline She couldn't cook but she sure looked fine She tried so hard

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[Capo on 5] [The chords are picked slowly repeating through the song] Say goodbye to your Daydream Nation Say goodbye to your bag o' weed Say goodbye to your rusted Rambler Say goodbye to your punk rock dream Say goodbye to your empty vessel Say goodbye to your Summer Babe Say goodbye to your broken angel Say goodbye to your punk rock dream Say goodbye to your Daydream Nation Say

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(aka: Beautiful Song)[Capo on 2] [I just wrote the root of the chord - see above for fingering]Intro: F C G (same chords as chorus) C B F CIs she thinking of you and smoking in her grey cityDoes she still wear the coat that you bought – the one in the windowIs she drowning or swimming – is she making the most of the dayJust because she don’t

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It's a major chordIn a major keyBut it's so sadYeah it's so sadI'm coming backFrom another landI found my wayAnd lost it again again againAgain again again again again againTattooed starOn your bellyIt makes you famousIt makes a scarAnd it's too lateTo make a better planTo find your wayAnd lose it again again againAgain again againAgain again again...Repeat 1st verse, then keep repeating repeat "

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Paris souvenirSnapshot of an earPhoto booth in Rome4 pictures in a rowBox of precious thingsRadio Air Force wingsTicket stubs and cardsKeys to your old carNow I know it's much too lateYou’ve gone too far awayForgive me if you canAnother lonely manWith a box of precious thingsLousy poems and ringsPocket knives and changeMiniature plastic brainMiniature plastic brainMiniature plastic brainParis

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Please don't break my heart againDon't think I can take it'Cause it took so long to bake itYou have retreatedTo a distant placeDon't think I can take itYour eyes have changedAnd you're losing graceSuch a beautiful faceLost to empty space Ch: It's killing youAnd it's killing meDon't you knowIt's murderPlease don't say that word againDon't think I can take itDon't think I can fake it anymoreYou

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I was drunk when I wrote this songWatching my feet as I walked alongOne Two Three – baby you and meOne Two Three and now it’s raining on the street Think I’ll go to PennsylvaniaHeard about a railroad jobWaiting for a man like meToday I walked with Hari KrishnasToday I dropped a dime in a cupToday I think I used up all my changeToday I musta called you fifty times Guess I’ll go to

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If I die of hopeBury me where the sun comes upAnd if I die of shameJust lay me down on a moonless nightChorus:Because life is longIt goes on and onMake no mistakeThere's no escapeIf I die aloneBury me where the cows come homeAnd if I die at peaceBury me at seaChorus x2If I die of hopeBury me where the sun comes up...

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He won't love you 'til you're goneThen he'll write a little songWhile all the leaves are falling downWhen all the kids come back to townHe'll miss the color of your hairAnd he'll see you everywhereAnd he'll forget he put you downWhen all the kids come back to townRepeat 1st verse While all the leaves are falling downWhen all the kids come back to town

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Got a half harvest moonAnd a bittersweet smileBoots on the landingThen nothing at allNo note on my windowNo anger, no painNo one to take from meMy nothing at all...Chorus:Aw, nothin / I got that in spadesWhen you've got nothing / They can't take it awayAnd nothing / nothing would make me feel betterThen nothing / nothing at all......but a half harvest moonAnd a full cup o' wineFilled up with

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I heard the saddest news todayHeard it in a funny wayTuning my guitar between songsAbout a hundred years agoJust another band on MFOBut for a moment we felt like starsWe sangDoo doo doot doo – doo doo doot doo doooooo X2I know I’ve got that tape somewhereThe one with Mikey on the airLaughing at our terrible jokes Sitting on that fire escapeSmokin’ butts while we waitedTo play our songs On The

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Driving in AmericaLiving like an astronautGetting high on dinosaursThis was not the plan Forget me in this restaurantGimme all your debutantesThis room is full of elephantsI can barely seeDon’t you feel aloneDon’t you feel afraidIt’s beautiful insideLet’s just all go homeYour tower made of cellophaneNose against a windowpaneNow there’s nothing left but rainThis was not the plan Don’t you feel

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Is she thinking of you and smoking in her gray cityDoes she still wear the coat that you bought – the one in the windowIs she drowning or swimming – is she making the most of the dayJust because she don’t call – don’t mean there’s nothing to sayDoes she stillSingThat songThat beautifulBeautiful songDoes the morning sun warm her and send her out into the dayCan she feel the tide changing – feel

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Say goodbye to your Daydream NationSay goodbye to your bag o' weedSay goodbye to your rusted RamblerSay goodbye to your punk rock dreamSay goodbye to your empty vesselSay goodbye to your Summer BabeSay goodbye to your broken angelSay goodbye to your punk rock dreamSay goodbye to your Daydream NationSay goodbye to your bag o weedSay goodbye to your days of tormentSay goodbye to your punk rock dream

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Walking around in LAGuess it’s just one of those daysWhen everything seems kinda lazyNothing matters at all Now I can’t remember your numberBut I can remember your faceWe used to go down by the riverFlake out under a treeMake our own private asylumMake like nothing mattered at allNow I can’t remember your numberBut I can remember your faceWalking around in a hazeJust like that day in LAWhen

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TV glows through the chicken wireSunset grows these shadows higherDaydream breaks as the screen door slamsThere’s not much time There’s a train goes right by hereDestination unclearSeen that look on a face beforeWhistle’s blowing, there’s the door I know you’ve got a big sad soulJust like mine, mama told me soDon’t leave me here when it’s time to goAll alone with my big sad soulAll alone with my

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Music: Sakowski Words: BougheyD Am C GI’m lost in spaceEach passing dayYour frozen faceFloats by my windowLike a worry line‘Round and ‘roundThis silent earthDay into nightI’m flyingI’m flyingI’m flyingI’m so highLike a princess you waitI’m a featherLike a cameraI count this timeLike a worry line‘Round and ‘roundThis silent earthYour frozen faceI’m flyingI’m flyingI’m flyingI’m so highI’m so highI

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Sweet lady FayTake my handI’ll be your manSweet lady FayClose your eyesI’ll be your skyAhhhhhh ahhhh ahhhahPlease don’t go

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Don’t know how to tell you what I feel‘Cause I’m not really sure myselfYou can say that that’s okayBut I can tell it’s really notAnd when you drop me off this timeI’ll wonder whether I was clearOr did I just confuse you moreOr maybe it doesn’t even matterWhat’s the differenceIt’s all gotta end somedayYou’ll play an encoreWatch the crowd fade awayIt doesn’t matterIf we played our songs to

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Came in outta the sun with his hair on fireNo one ‘round here’d seen his like beforeWith his singin’ spurs and his tumbleweed heartHe’s a man on a mission If he can find one good manHe can rest at lastOne good man in this city of saintsOne good manOne good manOne good manHer hands are tired and her boots are wornNo one here remembersThe way she smiled when he walked inLike she’d made a decision

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Got new strings on my guitarIt’s like I’m back from warAnd there’s just so much moreTo life than you and yours Got this old tattooReminds me of youYou and that old songWe used to think was really great Now I got a loveIt just might even lastI’m not thinking about you at allOr was it just last nightYour shadow crossed my wallWas it just last nightYour shadow paid a call Now I got a loveIt just

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When you wake with a start and your arms are asleepAnd she’s left in the night with her thingsWill you think of the time we made time stand stillAnd cried, and lied, no regretsHope you call me up before thenBefore it’s all washed out to seaBefore you wake up to a note on the doorHope you call me up before thenHmmm, hmmm (verse)Now you finger your sleeveAs the evening drones onAnd notice a fly in

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If you think about it hard then you’ll see it plainThat a cat’s meow is just a prayer for rainA night without sleep is a waking dreamAnd a cat’s meow is a prayer for rain It’s a cat’s meowIt’s a prayer for rain This one sprung fully-grown from my brainWhen the cats came in just to hear me playLooked at me as if to sayThat a cat’s meow is a prayer for rainIt’s a cat’s meowIt’s a prayer for rain

jbnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6112116.post-58380937331559114481998-03-21T22:58:00.000-05:002007-03-22T00:29:48.866-04:00

Yellow Sarong - The Scene Is NowHere Comes a Regular - ReplacementsFrontwards - PavementSix More Miles to the Graveyard - traditionalBells of Rhymney - traditionalSimple Man - Lynrd SkynrdCandy - Magnetic FieldsPale Blue Eyes - Velvet UndergroundMake Me Down a Pallet On Your Floor - traditionalEverybody Knows This Is Nowhere - Neil YoungSee Emily Play - Syd BarrettHeroes - David BowieSpace Oddity

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Ultrabreakfast lyrics

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