Melon Country The Arrogant Sons of Bitches
MAD PROPS to aleckillscobra for originally tabbing this song.
I play an acoustic by myself, however, and lyrics are important to me.
Here is a chord sheet.
I can't seem to decide whether to play Am-Ab or A-Abm or just Ab-A
just feel it.
(E B A Ab A B)x2
Well [E]its OK to want, but its [B]less OK to [A]need
'Cause I [Ab]started to get greedy, that's the [A]last thing I would [B]need
[E] [B] [A]
Gettin[Ab]g comfortable with all my friends, finding no need tooooooo explore
and now I wanna get away from [A]life ('cause I'm so [B]fucking bored)
[E]Did you ever get the feeling your [B]trying put out the [A]sun
With [Ab]nothing but a pink and plastic [A]broken water [B]gun
Yeah, [E]trying to extinguish all the [B]angst that I don't [A]need inside
I [Ab]wanna get away from life and [A]do something be[B]fore I die.
[E]...Its [B]so monotonous.
[Ab]...The [A]daily grind:
I [F#m]get up, wake up, go to work [Ab]or [A]don't, maybe hang out with my friends,
then [E]bed. Time I spend has become frivolous
[Ab]...Writing songs that no one under[F#m]stands
but plenty will feel [A]obliged to be[E]rate.
So one day I went [B]nuts.
[A] [Ab] [A]
[B]I don't remem[E]ber exactly how it happened but now my mind doesn't like me
Seeking therapy [B]never was the [A]way for me
I [Ab]got fucked and bounced right back,
[A]...music was sup[B]posed to be a [E]haven.
Yeah, but now I [B]wonder was it a [A]waste of time.
[Ab]Should I institute [A]mind withvimandvigor[B]seekinga [E]future.
Yeah, when I [B]figure it all [A]out
I'll [Ab]create a flux capacitator and [A]travel back in [B]time.
GO!
I'd leave you [Ab]behind,
but my [F#m]empty closet bookshelf mind finds [A]it so hard to say goodbye
--[E]What I think I wanna do.
--A gui[B]tar.
--A case of rancid flu.
--A [F#m]burnt up photograph of you.
And [A]soon I will be leaving you
It [C#m]never made much [Ab]sense to me to [A]celebrate the [B]rain
The odds are stacked up against us.
It may help but there's still pain.
So as I sit in the cold and wet writing waiting for a sign
My eyes light up with a ray of hope
She'll never again get to be mine.
I [C#m]died in[Ab]side now I [A]don't know what to [B]do.
I died and I thought that you would help me.
There's a [C#m]fire in[Ab]side when I [A]say this to [B]you.
[C#m]You're [Ab]not [A]mine [B]any [E]more.
Well it's funny how it all works out this time isn't it, you heartless bitch?
(BITCH!)
And don't think I really care if you give me a phone call anymore or even talk to me...
'Cuz if you give me some meaningless obligatory pity-based friendship that doesn't
really mean anything, just like your life and mine, you're the only one who's got a friend
tomorrow in the fucking morning.
[E]...You lost your chance with [B]selfish[A]ness but
It [Ab]all comes back to [A]the same [B]problem.
[E]I am lonely, but [B]don't want [A]you.
Someday you'll [Ab]feel this too.
Your problems [A]I can't [B]solve them.
[E]I'll be gone with a [B]damp piece of [A]paper reading [Ab]your address.
[A]Maybe I'll [B]write you [E]someday.
[B] [A] [Ab] [A]
[B]I thou[E]ght I'd call but the mechanisms won't let me submit
(ooohhhh, oooooohhh, ooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhh)
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