1. |
Uncle Sam
04:03
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(intro) D
D G
I was the spokesman of a wealthy company
D G
I loved the mayor’s wife and she said she loved me
Bm D B7
When she returned with the tape, I found the fire escape
G Em D
Won’t you excuse me, Uncle Sam. I’ve got to go.
I took the train to Maine to see what I could find
I had been told the locals may not be too kind
They asked me what was my name
I told them Valerie Plame
Won’t you excuse me, Uncle Sam. I’ve got to go.
Bm A Bb Bm
Now that you’ve moved out of the city
Bm A Bb
And you’re drinking out of pity
D G A Bb Bm
All on your own
Bm A Bb Bm
As your hands slipped from the ceiling
Bm A Bb
And you wonder what you’re feeling
A
When you’re alone
A7
Well, I told you so!
I had a friend that left his family for Iraq
In all the sand and smoke, he lost his paper flag
What was the reason he died?
That’s up to you to decide
Won’t you excuse me, Uncle Sam. I’ve got to go
I took the Fung Wah bus to Washington DC
Where all the folks yell quotes they wrote for MTV
I met a man who died with nothing in his hands
God rest his soul and all the children that he had
He tried as hard as he could, but he was misunderstood
Won’t you excuse me, Uncle Sam. I’ve got to go.
Ends with D G D A7 D
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2. |
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Am
Hard times find hidden tales in this town
She can't tell why her hair's so black
Dm Dbm
But she never forgets - shes got nothing to remember
Three chords with pretentious phrasing
And the voice of a silent film sings the sound-bite lyrics that can only catch up with you
This is America singing to the darkness
The cocaine on a pop star who stopped robbing banks 'cause she steals from her own home
One time takes a street light spotlight
A callback and they ask for more
As she screams her story to a private school
The cold steel of a Deep Ellum hold up
They build Walmarts on cemeteries
Why rob a bank when you can steal from your home
I'll be gone
You'll be gone
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3. |
George Is A Conn.
04:23
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A E/A
My old man told me of a tale about the city
There was a kid who always hid around the city
Bm E
Never was much for watching news
Bm E
Kicking the dirt with Prada boots
G7 A
I’m on a roll
Stay the same, stay the same
No, I’m never gonna change
Who’s to know where to go?
Amaj7
No one’s ever gonna change
Jump forward nine and cross the line - he owns the city
Buying a ranch to clear a branch - outside the city
Photo-ops have been all the rage
Driving his truck on a soundstage
I’m on a roll
Stay the same, stay the same
No, I’m never gonna change
E A
The dark clouds appeared just like the Bible said
E A
Rain washes away his hat, he scratched his head
Then turned his back and went to bed
E G
“It’s so hard to change, so I guess I’ll stay the course”
George is a Conn. - been all along, he’s from the city
Swinging a bat and cowboy hat, he’s from the city
Lands on the screaming folks below
That’s just the way that these things go
I’m on a roll
Stay the same, stay the same
No, I’m never gonna change
Who’s to know where to go?
No one’s ever gonna change
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4. |
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G / F
A Bb
Please don’t let me die alone. Oh, please don’t let me die alone.
G / F
G / F
A Bb
Try to find a place to sleep – you keep your Rockefeller dream.
G / F
A
DIAMOND RINGS LOOK BEST ON CORPSES
A Bb
Please don’t let me die alone. Oh, please don’t let me die alone.
G / F
F
G / F
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5. |
Washington Square
03:15
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Washington Square
C Gm7 C Gm7
C Gm7
Suits on a Saturday
C Gm7
My friends are out late
C Gm7 C Gm7
She was sitting on a couch, singing to the mirror on
Am
the wall
C7 G
I’d seen her once before
C G#m7 C
Asked her why she was here
She’s friends with the band
“They’re supposed to be good live”
Maybe that just means they’re not great
So let’s get out of here
C G#m7 C
C B/C
E Am
Passing Fifth Avenue
E Am A6
Damn these cold city nights
Am7 D7 Dm7
They’ll freeze out our hearts when we’re gone
Walked by the neighborhood where we used to play
But now it’s just a name
All that we have left is the snow that’s covered up the sign
She starts to laugh again and points to the stairs
“This city’s good as dead. Now let’s pour a drink on the roof.”
And stare up at the night
Passing Fifth Avenue
Holding hands in the dark
The arches of Washington Square
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6. |
History Repeats
03:48
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C F Am G (x2)
C F Am G
I was horrified to find her
C F Am G
When she caught the gold disease
C F Am G
Broken knees in West Virginia
C F
Broken hearts in Tennessee
Am G F
History repeats [x2]
Am G C [w/ stutter C/B/A] F Am G
History repeats
You've got nothing to remember
When you're looking somewhere else
Is it high class or repression?
I swear to God it feels the same - the same
History repeats [x2]
Am G C [four bars]
History repeats
History repeats
F Am G
I can't tell you when I'm wrong (history repeats) [x8]
C [w/ stutter C/B/A] F Am G [x2]
Reading spanish dictionaries
Another word for broken hearts
Broken knees in West Virginia
Broken hearts in Tennessee
History repeats [x7, then go into middle part and play out]
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7. |
The Death Generation
03:32
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C B Bb
A
The Woodstock women bought a flower dress
Its sweatshop tags were hidden from the press
And Primal Scream is all that I hear
Because the Glastonbury hippies stole the lead singer's beer
E
Flower children killed the nation
D D w/ C bass note A
You're the death generation
Off to the races as the Hummer roars
With peace sign stickers pasted on its door
The folk song station tells her of her life
But sweetie, its no longer 1965
E
Flower children killed the nation
D D w/ C bass note A
You're the death generation
A Amaj7
What have I done?
The keynote speaker gives his keynote speech
The crowds held silent to the words he preached
Says he knows things that you will never know
That asshole hippie is a CEO
A Amaj7 A7 Amaj7
What have I done?
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8. |
Christmas
03:49
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(bass note B/A minor slide to G)
Screens that flicker on to show a man in black & white who stares in silence to the fact he is surrounded by these fences
James Dean in the Ready Room - The Agents groove the latest tune to optimistic cats that bat the acorn till it falls to the tracks (hold on A minor)
Cut a hole into a fence so ghosts can get out to the football pitch. The coaches watch the soldiers from their trucks with chandeliers.
Corner shops sell liquor from a casualty who sees all of the ghosts but doesn’t know that they can look at her ‘cause she’s one of them
(D minor/Dbmaj.7/Cm7)
If you go to the laundromat on Sunday morning, the children play on the railroad tracks.
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9. |
Electric Harlem
02:49
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A E
Take the train to Edgecombe Avenue
Stare upon the city lights below
And stares as blank as windows wait alone for you
But when I closed my eyes, I heard her sing
Harlem
Let’s sneak out the costume party doors
You can leave your shield behind the wall
Do you think a face like mine would lie to you?
Honestly - I never tell the truth
Harlem
Take the train to Edgecombe Avenue
Stare upon the city lights below
No one ever goes there anymore I know
But when I close my eyes, I hear her sing
Harlem
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10. |
Things Will Never Change
02:59
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D#
Fm7 Gm7 D#
Don't you worry dear, cause I'll take all the blame
Fm7 Gm7 D#
Like a broken hand that holds a picture frame
G# G#(G bass) Fm Fm7 Bb
As your high heels meet their match on cobblestone
G# Bb
Baby - we know things will never change
D# / D#(D bass) / D#(C bass) / D#(A bass)
I'm on the subway feeling like a killer
Bb Db
And she knows where I'm going too
This ghost town heartache wishes you were dead
As the kids play target practice with your head
I'm a circus host who speaks to empty rooms
Baby - we know things will never change
I'm on the subway feeling like a killer
And she knows where I'm going too
D# / D#(D bass) / D#(C bass) / D#(A bass)
G# Bb (x3)
Baby
Bb
We know things will never change
D# / D#(D bass) / D#(C bass) / D#(A bass) / G# / Bb / D#
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11. |
Farewell To Guitars
04:20
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Farewell To Guitars
E riff = E / F# / G / E / F# / D / E
E C# C
Miss USA has lost her way / smiling in the darkness
E C# C
Caught in between her history / with a different witness
E riff
E C# C
I burned a sound into the ground / I don't have a story
E C# C
I burned the ground with broken sound/ in a morning glory
A G#/A F#m E
It's the first thing that you listen for / and you're not dead
A G#/A F#m B A/B G#/B F#/B
And the only thing that you're left with is the ringing in your ears
B A/B G#/B F#/B
You can take your pen and write a poem / but it won't tell you where you'll sleep tonight
E riff
A G#/A F#m
B A/B G#/B F#/B (x2)
E C# C
Miss USA has lost her way / smiling in the darkness
E C# C
Caught in between her history / with a different witness
E breakdown, then E riff
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12. |
SEPTA
03:29
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G C Cm
G
I got so lost - South Street I roam
You can go there - but you’ll
C
never go home
Cm
Try a little patience with me
As I grow up, I’m feeling so down
Obsession runs high in an obsessive town
Try a little patience with me
G
Will you be here when you’re
A7
older?
C B/C G
I’ve got some things left to do
G
And when you’re away, please
A7
be careful
C B/C Am G/Am F#/Am Am
You’re not the one you used to be
(instrumental)
G E F F# G
G F#/G Em G
Sometimes you hurt yourself for
F#/G Em
things you don’t know
G F#/G Em Cm
And when you walk away - when
G
theres nowhere to go
(last line x3)
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