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Transcribed by Marika Whaley (whaley.24@osu.edu) Corrections welcomed! Intro: Esus4 alternating w/ E (or something like it) E7 A7 G7 E7 Payday's coming and we wash it away (Backing: Clean money, clean money) (repeat once) A Asus4 A That's what I want to do B Bsus4 B B6 I want to spend it on you A7 Checking on a checkmate G7 E Grassing on a classmate (background: "Money") A7 So beautiful and fortunate G7 E He hates to love, you love to hate (background: "Money") A7 He can fix you for good G7 'Cause he is the neighborhood A7 You can't get money for blood G7 F# G# A B Bsus4 B Blood money for doin' no good F# G# A B Bsus4 B But they won't take my love for tender (repeat) B A# A G# G# G F# F E7 (transition into next verse) Payday's coming and we wash it away Clean money, clean money Payday's coming and we wash it away Clean money, clean money That's what I want to do I want to spend it on you Have you made your selection? Are you ready for correction? 'Cause the wages of sin Are an expensive infection And it's under the counter Under the Geiger counter Who stole your thunder? F# G# A B Bsus4 B But they won't take my love for tender (repeat/fade out) Note: for chromatic runs, I usually just play the bottom three strings - it's much easier on the left hand!
From: SMTP%"dal23@hermes.cam.ac.uk" 11-DEC-1996 13:37:59.35 A G D A G D A G D A G D There are some things you can't cover up with lipstick and powder A G I thought I heard you mention my name D E Can't you talk any louder? F#m Don't come any closer E/G# Don't come any nearer A D My vision of you can't get any clearer A G D A G D Oh I just want to hear girls talk A G D E I got a loaded imagination being fired by girls' talk F#m E/G# But I can't say the words you want to hear A D I suppose you're going to have to play it by ear A G Right here and now D Girls talk A G And they want to know how D Girls talk A G And they say it's not allowed D Girls talk If they say that it's so E Don't you think that I know by now? That the word upon everyone's lips Stick that you're dedicated Though you may not be an old-fashioned girl You're still going to get dated Was it really murder? Were you just pretending? Lately I have heard you are the living end Girls talk and they wanna know about her Girls talk they wanna know if I care Girls talk and they wanna know where yeah Girls talk Girls talk
Transcribed by Zach Maggio spadwick@uclink4.berkeley.edu Intro: Em Em My head is spinning and my legs are weak Em Goose step dancing, can't hear myself speak Em Hope in the eyes of the ugly girls who Am Settle for the lies of the last chancers when Em Slow motion drunks pick wallflower dancers F#m Em You come here looking for the ride to glory C D Go back home with a hard luck story G Em F#m B7 I can hardly wait around until the weekend comes to town E C#m Play one more for my radio sweetheart F#m7 B7 Hide your love, hide your love E C#m Though we are so far apart F#m7 B7 You've got to hide your love F#m G#m Cause that's the way the whole thing started A F#7 E I wish we had never parted B7 G Em When it's late and the night gets colder C D Don't lay your head on any other shoulder G Em Some hire themselves out for a good time F#m B7 But you and I, we have been sold So I keep on saying: E Play one more for my radio sweetheart (repeat indefinitely)
Transcribed by Daniel Lunsford (peachfish42@hotmail.com) This version of B&W World is in a different key than the album version -- and the chords are a little more basic and easier to play. F#dim: xx2323 C G C I was looking at the black and white world Am E C It seemed so exciting C G C If you'd only put me back to back with that girl Am E C When the night's inviting E Am E Am With just a little lighting Dm Am Cm G D G There'll never be days like that again D G D G D G When I was just a boy and men were men F#dim Dm G C You never go from moment to moment G C G C You're the living double of a single fiction F#dim Dm G C G You're very colourful with your compliments C G C As you feel the finger's friction Am D It's a freeze-frame Am Still it's real life D Am You don't want to look D Am D G Cause you've seen the film and you've read the book Repeat same progression for second verse: Corrections, suggestions, etc. to peachfish42@hotmail.com
{title:Big Tears} {st:Elvis Costello} # from: Taking Liberties # Convert this to PostScript with CHORD: for info see: # http://www.lib.uchicago.edu/keith/lyrics.html # Keith Waclena# http://www.lib.uchicago.edu/keith/ [G] [F] [C] [G] [F] [C] [G] [F] [C] [G] [F] [C] [G]Everyone is busy with their [Em]regular routine The [D]sniper just takes his [G]aim [C]Everyone is window shoppin, [Am]no one is amazed [C]Get hit in the head and you still [Am]think that it's a graze [D]You go to a mov[G]ie [D]You go to a show [D]You think that your liv[G]in' [D]You don't really know {start_of_chorus} [C]Big [G]tears [C]mean [D]nothing [C]You can't [Em]count them [Am]as they [D]fall [C]Big [G]tears [C]mean [D]nothing When you're [A]lying and you're [D]coughin' Tell me [G]who'[F]s [C] [D] been taken in? {end_of_chorus} [G] [F] [C] [G] [F] [C] [G] [F] [C] [G] [F] [C] Oh you [G]talk about the new boys [Em]automatic clause But of [D]course they make it all up for [G]you [C]I was fascinated by the [Am]weird edge of town [C]Come home disappointed every [Am]time they put you down [D]Laughing at the old [G]boys [D]Saying that its all [G]noise [D]I suppose {c:chorus} [G]All the buttons on my [Em]overcoat they have [D]fallen off one by [G]one [C]You wouldn't even like me if you'd [Am]never had a drink [C]You wouldn't even like me if you'd [Am]never stopped to think [D]Standin' in the shad[G]ow [D]* [G] [D]Don't you know? {c:chorus} Tell me [G]who'[F]s [C] [D] b
Tabbed by Zach Maggio spadwick@uclink4.berkeley.edu Intro: F Bb/F F C/F F (x2) F Bb/F F C/F Layin about lyin in bed F Dm7 Gm Maybe it was something that I thought I said Gm With the tempo of today and the temptation of tomorrow Ab Eb/G I don't know if I could give you anything but sorrow Eb They stay alive this late on Radio Five Eb But the pen that I write with won't tell the truth Eb 'Cause the moments that I can't recall are the moments that I treasure Eb Dm D Better take another measure for measure Bb Eb Bb Losing you is just a memory, memories Eb Don't mean that much to me Bb Eb Bb Losing you is just a memory, memories Eb Dm Cm F Don't mean that much to me Gm Now you're here Dm I'm here too Eb Fsus4 F Could be this easy for me and you Repeat chorus and then first part of 1st verse
From: mats@omega.physchem.kth.se (Mats Jansson tel: 790 71 93) Intro: Chord: E, notes: c c c c c a g# E A E I would send out for assistance, but there's someone on the signal wire E A and the corporation logo is flashing on and off in the sky. A They're putting all your names in the forbidden book. G#m F#m B7 I know what they're doing, but I don't want to look. B7 You think they're so dumb, you think they're so funny. Wait until they've got you running to the A E A E A E night rally, night rally, night rally. G Em Ev'rybody's singing with their hand on their heart Am D about deeds done in the darkest hour. G Em That's just the sort of catchy little melody F# B F# to get you singing in the showers. E Oh, I know that I'm ungrateful. I've got it lying on a plate, A E and I'm not bying my share of souvenirs. E You can stand to attention; you can pray to your uncle. A Only get that chicken out of here. A Ev'ryone get armbands and 3-D glasses. G#m B7 Some are in the back row, and they're taking those night classes. B7 You think they're so dumb, you think they're so funny. Wait until they've got you running to the A E A E A E night rally, night rally, night rally. A E A E A E night rally, night rally, night rally.
{title:Tiny Steps} {st:Elvis Costello} # from: Taking Liberties # Convert this to PostScript with CHORD: for info see: # http://www.lib.uchicago.edu/keith/lyrics.html # Keith Waclena# http://www.lib.uchicago.edu/keith/ Muscle [D]baby [C]won't [G]let [D]go [C]Week[G]end [D]baby [C]won't [G]say [D]no Is she an [C]ac[G]tive [D]beauty ? I should sa[G]y so Wooden [D]bones and [C]pret[G]ty [D]lashes [C]I-[G]o-[D]dine for your [C]ba[G]by's [D]gashes [C]Lit[G]tle [D]tombs for your [C]ba[G]by's [D]ashes If something goes [G]wrong Tiny [G]steps [F]al[C]most [G]real [F]Ti[C]ny [G]fingers you [F]al[C]most [G]feel [F]Make [C]her [G]walk or [F]make [C]her [G]kneel [F]Oh, [C]she's [G]almost [F]hu[C]man [G]beneath that [F]Cu[C]ban [G]heel [Em]Who's that down at the [A]bottom of the garden? [Em]Who's that hiding [A]underneath the sofa? [Em]Who gets blamed when[A]ever you're in trouble? [G]She's your friend and [D]she's your double Tiny [G]steps [F]al[C]most [G]real [F]Ti[C]ny [G]fingers you [F]al[C]most [G]feel [F]Make [C]her [G]walk or [F]make [C]her [G]kneel [F]Oh, [C]she's [G]almost [F]hu[C]man [G]beneath that [F]Cu[C]ban [G]heel Pretty [D]little [C]fash[G]ion [D]face Pick [C]any[G]one [D]up [C]off [G]the [D]shelf [C]Though [G]you [D]say it's [C]a [G]dis[D]grace You [C]know [G]you [D]owe it [C]to [G]your[D]self [C]You [G]can [G]even shop a[D]round [C]Though [G]you [D]won't find [C]a-[G]ny [D]cheaper [E]She's your [A]baby now [D]You can keep her Tiny [G]steps [F]al[C]most [G]real [F]Ti[C]ny [G]fingers you [F]al[C]most [G]feel [F]Make [C]her [G]walk or [F]make [C]her [G]kneel [F]Oh, [C]she's [G]almost [F]hu[C]man [G]beneath that [F]Cu[C]ban [G]heel
From: mats@omega.physchem.kth.se (Mats Jansson tel: 790 71 93) The bass line is too neat to be left out here. Chord: Bm A G A Bm A G A Rhythm 1 . 2 . 3 . 4 . 1 . 2 . 3 . 4 . 1 . 2 . 3 . 4. 1 . 2 . 3 . 4 . Bass: D ----4-------2---------0-----2-------4-------2--------0-----2--- A 2-----2-0-----------2---0-0---0-2-----2-0----------2---0-0---0- E ------------------3------------------------------3------------- Guitar: e ------------------777-7-7-5-----------------5----777-7-7-5--- B ----------------------------7-5---------5------------------7-etc. G --------------------------------7-7-7-7---------------------- Bm A G A Bm A G A Photographs of fancy tricks to get your kicks at sixtysix. Bm A G A Bm A G A He thinks of all the lips that he licks and all the girls he's going to fix. Bm A G A She gave a little flirt, gave herself a little cuddle, Bm A G A but there's no place here for the mini-skirt waddle. Bm A G A Capital punishment, she's last year's model. G A G A They call her Natasha, but she looks like Elsie. G F#m Em D I don't want to go to Chelsea. G D G D G D G D Oh, no, it does not move me, even though I've seen the movie. G D G D G D G D I don't want to check your pulse. I don't want nobody else. G D E I don't want to go to Chelsea. Repeat intro Ev'rybody's got new ordes. Be a nice girl and kiss the warders. Now the teacher is away, all the kids begin to play. Repeat intro Men come screaming, dressed in white coats, shake you very gently by the throat. One's named Gus, one's named Alfie. I don't want to go to Chelsea. Oh, no, it does no move me... The song ends and fades with the intro (more or less, EC improvises around the theme)
Transcribed by Ian Tanner (tanrocks@golden.net) INTRO: A |A |A |A |G |G |G |G | A |A |A |A |G |G |G |G | A G Times are tough for English babies Send the army and the navy A G Beat up strangers who talk funny Take their greasy foreign money A G Skin shop, red leather, hot line Be prepared for the engaged sign D E Bridal books, engagement rings And other wicked little things CHORUS: D E Standing in your socks and vest Better get it off your chest D D A/C# E/B Every day is just like the rest But Sunday's best A G Stylish slacks to suit your pocket Back supports and picture lockets A G Sleepy towns and sleeper trains To the dogs and down the drains A G Major roads and ladies smalls Hearts of oak and long trunk calls D E Continental interference At death's door with life insurance CHORUS D E Sunday's best, Sunday's finest When your money's in the minus D E And you suffer from your shyness You can listen to us whiners A G Don't look now under the bed An arm, a leg and a severed head A G Read about the private lives The songs of praise, the readers' wives A G Listen to the decent people Though you treat them just like sheep D E Put them all in boots and khaki Blame it all upon the darkies CHORUS D A/C# E/B D A/C# E/B D A/C# E/B D A/C# E/B Sunday's best Sunday's best Sunday's best Sunday's best ENDING FADE OUT: D A/C# | E/B E | D A/C# | E/B E |
Transcribed by Marika Whaley (whaley.24@osu.edu) Thanks to Bill Nemec for his suggestion on the opening chords. Opening chords: G (two beats) G7 (four beats) C Am C F C I thought I would go to the sea and shrink down very tiny C Am C F C And slide inside the telephone wire that runs under the briny F Bb F Bb G Till I found there is a way of crawling to the U.S.A. C Bb C You had better not go too far F Bb F There's one way out, there's only one way C Bb C Leave your mother and your father F Bb G Crawling to the U.S.A. C Am Saw it late one night on a secret channel C Am (Crawling to the U.S.A.) C Am It's farther on along the tunnel C Am (Crawling to the U.S.A.) F Bb F It's way beyond the final station F Bb That's the one they never mention (same as above) You had better not go too far There's one way out, there's only one way Leave your mother and your father Crawling to the U.S.A. (same as "Saw it late one night..." above) You don't have to pay them that much You had better bring your lunch It's undercover, around the houses Up your skirt and down your trousers You had better not go too far There's one way out, there's only one way Leave your mother and your father Crawling to the U.S.A. (same as first verse above) She said, "I catch you taking liberties and they do not impress me Attach me to your credit card and then you can undress me Everybody is on their knees except the Russians and the Chinese You had better not go too far There's one way out, there's only one way Leave your mother and your father Crawling to the U.S.A. fade out C Am Crawling to the U.S.A.
tabbed by Dirk Jetten ( dirk@telecom.ptt.nl ) The last part of this arrangement you'll have to figure out yourself, 'cause I have no recording of this song. Anyway, here are the chords that go with this last part : | Fmaj7 A7 | Dm7 Dbm7 Cm7 Bmaj7 | Bbmaj7 | | A7 | Dm7 | A/Db | | Dm/C | Bm7b5 | Bbmaj7 | | Em7b5 A7 | Dm7 C#7 | Cm7 Bmaj7 | | Bbmaj7 | Gm7 C7b9 | F { title: My Funny Valentine} { define Dm7 base-fret 5 frets x 0 2 0 1 0 } { define A/Db base-fret 2 frets x 2 0 0 0 x } { define Dm/C base-fret 0 frets x 3 x 2 3 1 } { define Bm7b5 base-fret 0 frets x 2 3 2 3 x } { define Bbmaj7 base-fret 1 frets x 0 2 1 2 0 } { define Em7b5 base-fret 5 frets x 2 3 2 3 x } { define A7 base-fret 5 frets 0 2 0 1 3 0 } { define C7b9 base-fret 0 frets x 3 2 3 2 x } [Dm7]My funny [A/Db]valentine, [Dm/C]Sweet comic [Bm7b5]valentine, [Bbmaj7]You make me [Gm7]smile with my [Em7b5]heart. [A7] [Dm7]Your looks are [A/Db]affable. [Dm/C]Unphoto[Bm7b5]graphable. [Bbmaj7]Yet your my [Bbm7]favourite work of [C7b9]art. Is your [Fmaj7]figure less than [Gm7]greek? [Am7] [Gm7] Is your [Fmaj7]mouth a little [Gm7]weak? [Am7] [Gm7] [?]When you open it to speak, are you smart? Don't change a hair for me, not if you care for me. Stay little valentine, stay. Each day is Valentine's day.