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D A G C
Am Em
D7 Em Am
D G A
Well I've tried to be provocative and I've tried to be organized
But the pools of blood in my stomach are no flowing out of my eyes
and don't call me gifted because really I'm just lucky
that my parents were both white and made enough money
The punks of the 1980s were so confused
They'd fight with each other and only drink booze
but maybe it's okay because they paved the way
for all of the things that I love today
and I don't know where I'm going
I don't even know where I am
but every time I look outside I think
Damn damn damn
and I went to the show and I saw Paul Baribeau
and he played Never Get To Know and I never think about smoking any more
and I wish I could be (more like) Chris Johnston
I wish I could be as punk as him
and I wish I was a politician
I could lie all day and everyone would just listen to me
and I am so done and I guess we had fun
I'm so ready to say goodbye, that was all a lie.
and I don't know where I'm going
I don't even know where I am
but every time I look outside I think
Damn damn damn
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Long Beach
01:58
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D A F#m G
D F#m E, D G E A
Well I swore to my self I'd never write a song like this again
but here we go, please forgive me my friend.
I went to a show down in Long Beach.
It didn't seem that far, it was in my reach.
I went to see the Fox and Bear Band,
cuz when it comes to math rock, I'm a big fan.
I was standing there, waiting for them to start
and you came in and I could feel my heart,
because you were so pretty,
and I get nervous easily.
You walked in and put down your bike.
You had big eyes and blonde hair longer on one side.
You picked up a guitar and began to play,
when I heard your voice it blew me away.
I knew that I had to talk to you,
but I didn't know how, so I waited for my cue.
Then later Adam introduced you to me,
and we hit it off pretty quickly,
but the thing that really got me
was we had both memorized Jabberwocky.
We recited for some people sitting by the fire,
and I could feel the fire in me going wild.
I could feel the dopamine in my brain stem,
and we talked until three a.m.
You were a little drunk so I drove you home.
I didn't want you going alone.
On my way home I listened to the radio,
because that's how I deal with these things you know.
When I got home, I went to sleep.
Put my head on my pillow started counting sheep.
It was dark for a while, but then you appeared.
You whispered something in my ear,
but I couldn't hear.
You walked away, and I followed you,
but you jumped up and away you flew.
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What, Me Worry?
01:28
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D F#m Em A
D E A
I can't tell you how I feel because I'm afraid I don't appeal
I'm scared to seal the deal
I want you to be mine, but I am running out of time
Soon I will just be your friend
and that will be the end
Are you sending me signs, or are you just being kind
Either way I over analyze
everything in my mind
I'm afraid of rejection, I don't wanna add another to my collection
I should have said something tonight
Everything seemed right
I couldn't say the words, because I didn't know for sure
if you would concur
yea I felt insecure
and on the way home, I cursed myself and felt alone
because this happens again and again
and again and again and again and again
and I hope one day this all will end
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4. |
Going To Santa Cruz
02:09
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F# B F# G#
Well, tonight's the night.
It's our last night together.
I can't believe, my eyes have never been wetter,
And all I can think is I gotta let her go.
You gotta do what you gotta do.
We're parting ways, so we gotta be through.
We knew it'd be like this from the start.
Still it doesn't feel good to be torn apart.
But I'm going to Santa Cruz
That's what I choose,
to hang out in the forest, and look at the views
In Santa Cruz, you won't be confused.
We can go on a walk and look at all the tattoos.
I miss all of my friends from my hometown,
Yea, I miss all of these proper nouns.
Eliav, Rob, Ian, and Kevin,
Tommy, Astrid, Cathy, and Kaitlin,
Claire, Allison, Kasey, and Brittany,
Adam, Zack, Myke, and Tommy,
And everyone else that I forgot.
Everyone from L.A. I miss you a lot.
I hope you visit me in Santa Cruz,
that would be great news,
We could go on a hike, and get a bruise
In Santa Cruz, we can peruse.
We can go into the forest and clear our blues.
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5. |
Nights Like This
02:37
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E A F#m F#m
E G#m F#m
Well sometimes on nights like this
when I haven't left the house all day,
I see what didn't happen on my list,
and it's far too long I have to say,
and I get to thinking about the things I miss.
Like your brown hair and other cliches,
and I remember your lips and I wish we could kiss.
But that may never happen again.
Probably won't happen again.
No, that will never happen again.
Definitely won't happen again.
Well sometimes on nights like this,
when I haven't left the house all day,
this god damn feeling just persists,
and in my head I just replay
those few perfect moments of bliss,
but I need to keep those thoughts at bay.
I need to forget about your kiss.
Because that may never happen again.
Probably won't happen again.
No, that will never happen again.
No, that will never happen again.
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6. |
Why Not (by Hilary Duff)
02:28
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D G Bm A
Em G Bm A
You think you're going nowhere, when you're walking down the street.
Acting like you just don't care, when life could be so sweet.
Why you wanna be like that, as if there's nothing new.
You're not fooling no one, you're not even fooling you
So walk a little slower, and open up your eyes.
Sometimes it's so hard to see, the good things passing by.
There may never be a sign, no flashing neon light
Telling you to make your move, or when the time is right
So, Why not take a crazy chance
Why not do a crazy dance
If you lose a moment, you might lose a lot
So why not. Why not.
Why not take a crazy chance
Why not take a crazy chance
Why not take a crazy chance
Why not take a crazy chance
You always dress in yellow when you want to dress in gold.
You never listen to your heart, you do just what you're told.
You keep waiting where you are for what you'll never know.
Let's just get in to your car, and go, baby go.
So, Why not take a crazy chance
Why not do a crazy dance
If you lose a moment, you might lose a lot
So why not. Why not.
Why not take a crazy chance
Why not take a crazy chance
Why not take a crazy chance
Why not take a crazy chance
Oh oh, I could be the one for you
Oh yeah, maybe yes, maybe no.
Oh oh, it could be the thing to do.
What I'm saying is you gotta let me know.
You'll never get to heaven or even to L.A.
If you don't believe that there is a way.
Why not take a star from the sky.
Why not spread your wings and fly
It might take a little, or it might take a lot,
but why not. Why not.
So, Why not take a crazy chance
Why not do a crazy dance
If you lose a moment, you might lose a lot
So why not. Why not.
Why not take a crazy chance
Why not take a crazy chance
Why not take a crazy chance
Why not take a crazy chance
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7. |
Work Sucks (I Know)
01:52
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A D7 A E7 A D7 F#m E7 A E7 A
Well every week it seems I'm running out of time
I don't have even have time to think of a proper rhyme
There is so much to do I dont I'll ever finish
All of this work is making my sanity diminish
Well I've got places to go and things to do
but trust me I'd really like to see you
Let's work something out let me check my calendar
I'm not free until September
This isn't how humans are supposed to be
We shouldn't feel tied down we should feel free
We should start a revolution, take back all of the power
I'd help but I have work in an hour
Every week I look towards the future
when I'll finally have time to apply those sutures
but then it comes and I have work again
I don't think this will ever end
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8. |
Jerk
01:45
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F#m A D
F#m D E/F#m D E A
You stop and get a forty, from the liqour store
You come to the space, and walk in through the door
You make excuses, say you have no dough
You've got money for booze, but not for the show
You think you're taking a stand, like Henry David Thoreau
But everyone else knows, you're just an asshole
You make me believe that anarchy wont work
You are the worst, you're a big fucking jerk
You're in the pit and moving like it's a war
I guess nobody told you, it's just a dance floor
You can't see that people are cowering in fear
You punch someone in the head and take another sip of beer
Do you even listen to the lyrics of your favorite band?
If they knew who you were, they'd tell you not to be their fan
You make me believe that anarchy wont work
You are the worst, you're a big fucking jerk
Do you even know what those circled vowels mean?
Are they just an excuse to not stay clean?
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Walls
02:44
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E G#m B A
E G#m C#m B-A
Sick of writing the same damn song
Want to write something more than 2 minutes long
Every time I try it comes out wrong
but it's fine cuz I get along
Don't want to leave my comfort zone
Even if it's made of stone
Don't want to leave this throne
Cuz I'm the king of being alone
Want to write a song that's political
When I try it comes out hypocritical
And it sounds like I'm nine.
Just be nice and everything will be fine
Share what yah got, don't say mine
Everything I say is benign
I'll pen our revolution's anthem
but it'll come out like a temper tantrum
I want to be a rapper / but that would cause laughter
And besides I'm too white / I've got nothing to fight
But I've got rhythm / like the church got schisms
and I've got rhymes / like euclid got primes
maybe not that many / but still I got plenty
infinity's a lot / oh wait no it's not
there's always something bigger / take your finger off the trigger
we're all insignificant / except we're so significant
we're stuck here on earth / where we die and where we birth
might as well learn respect / take action that's direct
scarcity is fake / an abundance we could make
meet everyone's needs / every mouth we could feed
but it's going to be hard / they'll play the commie card
like Jesus would hate / everyone's full plate
you might not agree / but the way I see
technology's the key / to set everyone free
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10. |
At Least It's An Ethos
03:48
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G C Am
People always ask me what I want to be when I grow up.
I say I want to be a good person and be able to fill my cup,
but they must think I'm kidding because they always laugh at me,
but I don't get the joke. I don't get what's so funny.
And on the day I left, I thought I would but I didn't cry.
In fact, that whole day I felt fine.
And now I'm in The North but my tongue craves California's south.
I want some ramen and burritos in my mouth.
We used to eat Kogi every Friday.
And now I eat bad food for which I overpay.
And sometimes that can really bum out.
It's okay I just need something else to think about.
Doing the right is expensive and takes so much time
Doing the wrong thing is fast and only costs a dime.
Today was another day where I didn't get out of bed.
There was so much cool stuff I could have done instead.
And wasted days like this are becoming all too normal.
I need to stop being so dysfunctional.
We could all change the world and end all of this sorrow,
if only we didn't put it off until tomorrow.
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