Bm | G |D |A
Bm (N.C) fade out w/vol or whatever
All around you slow decay
Wanna feel the sun of a new day
Forget all tme chances lost
Shedding innocence like falling dust
All the things you learned too young
The songs you knew but never sung
Waited a long time and wasted more
Forgotten what you waited for
Excuse me ma'am for being so rude
Feels like 100 years of solitude
My mind is numb but my mouth's ok
And you can listen or walk away
Bm | G |D |A x2
Bm (N.C)
No solutions built to last
Just your petty scores to settle fast
The n.m.e was nothing to you
And the maker, well the maker of who
This walkman generation
In search of sweet sedation
While forests choke under a'lever sky
And the exxon birds that'll never fly
(CHORUS)
(BRIDGE) (in octaves) B D E
We tried, we cried. We fell. We lied
X\\\
This life's like a white knuckle ride
(N.C) G
Crack babies born too young
And l.a. kids who dance to the gun
So forget this so called dirt of mine
It's tust the dust and diesel of passing time
It's all around you - a tragedy, look
So forget the cover and read the book.
(CHORUS)
Bm | G |D |A x2
(OUTRO)
E5 Palm Muted then as Bridge to End
Have fun!
oh if anyone can tell me what is meant by the whole "a'lever sky" and "exxon birds" (or any) bit
please tell me!
its been buggin me for ages
Bassetrox
(tabcomment.bassetrox.10@spamgourmet.com)
Bm (N.C) fade out w/vol or whatever
All around you slow decay
Wanna feel the sun of a new day
Forget all tme chances lost
Shedding innocence like falling dust
All the things you learned too young
The songs you knew but never sung
Waited a long time and wasted more
Forgotten what you waited for
Excuse me ma'am for being so rude
Feels like 100 years of solitude
My mind is numb but my mouth's ok
And you can listen or walk away
Bm | G |D |A x2
Bm (N.C)
No solutions built to last
Just your petty scores to settle fast
The n.m.e was nothing to you
And the maker, well the maker of who
This walkman generation
In search of sweet sedation
While forests choke under a'lever sky
And the exxon birds that'll never fly
(CHORUS)
(BRIDGE) (in octaves) B D E
We tried, we cried. We fell. We lied
X\\\
This life's like a white knuckle ride
(N.C) G
Crack babies born too young
And l.a. kids who dance to the gun
So forget this so called dirt of mine
It's tust the dust and diesel of passing time
It's all around you - a tragedy, look
So forget the cover and read the book.
(CHORUS)
Bm | G |D |A x2
(OUTRO)
E5 Palm Muted then as Bridge to End
Have fun!
oh if anyone can tell me what is meant by the whole "a'lever sky" and "exxon birds" (or any) bit
please tell me!
its been buggin me for ages
Bassetrox
(tabcomment.bassetrox.10@spamgourmet.com)