1. |
Music, Girls & History
03:45
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Music, Girls & History
C F C / C G C (x2)
C
Fiction class / borrowed style
Am G
Thrown away like last month’s magazine
Shadow eyes / took my heart
Everything looks perfect in the dark
F Ab C C7
She sold a fabrication that was based on its allure
F Ab G G7
Can you afford a mirror when you're paid to look this poor? I can see the
C B/C Am G F Ab C F C
Music, girls and history - they never go away
C B/C Am G F Ab
Body bags and gasoline - it never goes away
C F C / C G C (x2)
Housewife lies / Lose their touch
Trophy stands in hands to pass the time
Shadow eyes / preach their words
Told her with a bullet to the head
Field trips to a museum where they sell what they can't steal
She was the ghost of Brooklyn - but we both know she’s not real. I can hear the
C B/C Am G F Ab C F C
Music, girls and history - they never go away
C B/C Am G F Ab
Body bags and gasoline - it never goes
F Fm C C7
F Fm7 Cma7 C7
Fmaj Fm7 C C7
F Ab
She sells a fabrication that was based on its allure
Can you afford a mirror when you're paid to look this poor? I can see the
Chorus (x2)
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2. |
Sunday I Go Home
02:42
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Sunday I Go Home
G
G A7 C G
Walking with an actress to a theater at night
G A7 C G
For a dress rehearsal to make sure her dress looks right
A7 C G C
Backstage in the dressing room I see right through her bones
G A7 C G
I go out on Saturday and Sunday I go home
It’s so obvious her testimony was rehearsed
Goes off like a nuclear bomb when she was at her worst
Please make no mistake she'll freeze you naked in the cold
She goes out on Saturday and Sunday she runs home
A C
The places I have been
G A7 C G
I don't need to hear your story - 'cause it's tattooed on your skin
A C
On Sunday when I'm home
G A7 C D
Can you look me in the eyes and tell me when you are alone?
You can die for something someone gathered from a book
You can die ‘cause someone somewhere hates the way you look
But you can't fool the kitchen when you've never learned to cook
Yeah I’m a priest on Saturday and Sunday I’m a crook
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3. |
Baby You're Alone
03:21
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Baby, You’re Alone
Am E7
Too much time spent on my knees
Am
Princess please don't destroy me
F C Am
But she will sink you like a stone
E7
You may own me
Am riff
but baby you're alone
You've got nothing underneath
what comes off your white wine teeth
When you die she'll sell your bones
You may own me
but baby you're alone
F C B/C E7
I don't want to know don't want to know
Am
When you're awake it kills you
F C
No - don't want to see
B/C E7
Don't turn away
When you do
Steal my voice and sell my soul
Take my things and dig my hole
Throw me out of my own home
I've got nothing but baby you're alone
ends on E / F# / G# / Am (x3)
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4. |
Can You Hear Me
03:17
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Can You Hear Me
Notes:
F / C / A / F
Bb / Db / A / F
D / D / A / F
Bb / Db / Bb / F
This sound of time rings in my ear
I won't last long from living here
The TV town you soon outgrew
The silence speaks to what she knew
Dm Am Bb Am Gm7 C7 F
Can you hear me? I hear you.
I'm tired of this tired song
Fluorescent sounds keep droning on
She's growing grey for something new
The things you talk yourself into
Can you hear me? I hear you.
I keep staring at time / Is it talking to me?
I can’t make out the words / ‘Cause I only hear noise noise noise all around
Now that my dreams have all died inside of me
Bb Dm F (x3)
C C7
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5. |
For Tomorrow
03:40
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For Tomorrow
C# C#/C A#m C#/G#
He is a twentieth century boy with
G/C#
his hands on the rails
F#m7
Trying not to be sick again
And he’s holding on for tomorrow
London ice cracks on a seamless line
He hangs on for dear life
And we hold each other tightly
‘Cause we’re holding on for tomorrow
She is a twentieth century girl with her hands on the wheel
Trying not to make him sick again
And she’s holding on for tomorrow
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6. |
Keep Me Warm In November
02:41
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Keep Me Warm In November
A7
Da Da Da...
D G
A return to summer in the fall
A7 D
Until the cold comes, we'll play soccer in the park
A return to bike rides in the dusk
Long Island City piers and the Manhattan breeze
G A
Keep me warm in November
G A
Take it slow on a Sunday afternoon
G A G
keep me warm in November
D G
Woah (x3)
A return to playgrounds on a school day
Red velvet doughnuts / sitting on a swing
Frisbees spinning all around a circle
Joggers are everywhere dodging our fun
Keep me warm in November
Take it slow on a Sunday afternoon
Keep me warm in November
A7
Da Da Da...
Em
Saturday rain
A7
Da Da Da...
Bm G
Waiting on sunny Sunday
Bm G A G
Save me on sunny Sunday
A G
Keep me warm in November
A G
Take it slow on a Sunday afternoon
A G A
Keep me warm in November
D G
Woah (x3)
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7. |
Falling Out Of Love
03:28
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Falling Out of Love
C G/C C G/C Am C
You can get the picture of what happened before from the silence that you hear in
C
between
She had found the humor in the tales and the rumors of what happened after I left the scene
F Am G F
It was such a cruel reminder that the party soon became
Am G C
Do you even know my name?
Standing on the benches and I'm shouting at you with terrifying look in your eye
Patience is a problem when you’re walking alone all the people taking up all your time
You will never be remembered when you never were around
Yeah he tried to shake me down
C C7 F Fm C B/C Am G/Am F#/Am G/Am C
You / like me like I love you too / but I know that I'll soon fall out of love with you
Woke up at the party with my ear to the floor as the execution got underway
Dated for tomorrow with an eye to the past and a hatred for what happens today
I would rather be so hated than to live my life ignored
but it's all I could afford
You / like me like I love you too / but I know that I'll soon fall out of love with you
F Fm C C7
Allison is scared to death her life has come undone
Cries herself to sleep because she hasn't found someone
All these books and movies tell her what to think and feel
F Fm G
How do you keep busy once you've lost your sex appeal?
C B/C Am G/Am F#/Am G/Am C (x4)
Chorus (x2)
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8. |
I Don't Believe In You
02:50
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I Don’t Believe In You
C (G)
Blond-haired cameras that hide their eyes
Big time folks smoke to kill some time
Someone speaks and they nod their head
Tells them that’s what their father once said
G F D#
If you don’t believe in anything - I don’t believe in
C
you
Drama queen hosts his AM show
Preaches verse as he counts his gold
Walks his talk but he never tries
Cuts his throat as he's yelling "Surprise!"
If you don’t believe in anything - I don’t believe in you
I've got time - knife attack
All of these things that you can't get back
Distractions - flash bulb fame
She'll play you like you're a video game
If you don’t believe in anything - I don’t believe in you
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9. |
Horrible Girl
02:25
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Horrible Girl
D#
G# D# C# G#
Everyone falls for the same stupid reasons
G# C# D# G#
I fell in love with a horrible girl
G# D# C# G#
I’m just as sad as a newspaper salesman
G# C# D# G#
I fell in love with a horrible girl
D# C# Fm A# A#7
She was a hustler who spent all her money - I’m a songwriter with nothing to say
G# D# C# G#
Love me and leave me but never believe me
G# C# D# G#
I fell in love with a horrible girl
G# C# D# G#
She tells a joke like a holiday sweater
I fell in love with a horrible girl
She speaks to you like a suicide letter
I fell in love with a horrible girl
Look in her eyes she’s got too many stories - I could express this in so many ways
Spare me the details - I’ll just go to prison
G# C# D# G# G#7
I fell in love with a horrible girl
C# C#7 G# (G#7)
Shake shake shake shake shake shake shake her out of my head
C# C#7 A#m D#
Shake shake shake shake shake shake shake her out of my head
[verse instrumental]
D# C#
She was a hustler - I’m in prison
Fm A# A#7
Congratulations,I don’t want to die
G# D# C# G#
Love me and leave me but never believe me
G# C# D# G#
I fell in love with a horrible girl
G# C# D# G#
I fell in love with a horrible girl
G# C# D# G# Cm A#m7 Amaj7 G#
I fell in love with a horrible girl
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10. |
Cry Yourself Blind
01:55
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Cry Yourself Blind
F# F#7 B Bm
Once had a girl with gold in her eyes
F# B C
Then she cried / cried herself blind
Said that she loved me, then left me to die
Baby cry, cry yourself blind
Bbm D#m
Whistle the words to the train station blues
B C# C#7
The train that you take never brings me to you
I knew a girl with gold in her eyes
Baby cry, cry yourself blind
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11. |
Fort Worth
04:32
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Fort Worth
C# riff: C# / C#maj7 / F# / C# / F# / C# / G# / C#
C# G#/C# C# G#/C#
The broken bricks of Camp Bowie
A#m C/A#m F# C#
will never be paved over
Museums line the east and west,
but ours is in the middle
F# C# C/C#
The footprints that you leave
Bbm F7
Are all that will remain once you're gone
C# G#/C#
Here I am in Fort Worth
A#m C/A#m F# C#
Here I am in Fort Worth
(x2, then to C# riff)
The broken bricks of Camp Bowie will never tell their secrets
And times have worn the surface down but time can’t bring you back this way
The footprints that you leave
Are all that will remain once you're gone
C# G#/C#
Here I am in Fort Worth
A#m C/A#m F# C#
Here I am in Fort Worth
C# G#/C#
Here I am in Fort Worth
A#m C/A#m F# C# C/C#
Here I am in Fort Worth
F7 Bbm B/Bbm
I was never good enough
F7 Bbm B/Bbm
And you were never there
F7 Bbm
Will you come to Sundance Square
Bbm Bbdim Bbm7 D#7 G#
the lights have never felt this bright before
G#7
In Fort Worth
(C# riff with chorus sung over. End with F# / C# / G# / C#)
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