R.E.M.

you ^G wake up ^Bm in the ^E morning
and ^G fall out ^Bm of your ^E bed
^G mean cat ^Bm eat parak ^E eets
and ^D this one's ^C nearly ^B dead.
you ^G dearly ^Bm wish the ^E wind shift
and ^G greasy ^Bm windows ^E slide
^G open ^Bm for the ^E parakeet
who's ^D colored ^C bitter ^B lime.
^Em open the ^C window
and ^Am lift into your ^Bm dream ^D s
^Em lately, ^C baby
^Am you can barely ^D breathe. ^B7
a ^G broken ^Bm wrist an ^E accident
you ^G know that ^Bm something's ^E wrong
you ^G fold the ^Bm leavings ^E of your past
n ^D o one ^C knows you've ^B gone.
the ^G sunspot ^Bm flares of the ^E early
nineties ^G light ^Bm up your ^E wings.
and ^G scan the ^Bm shortwave ^E radio
it's ^D tracking ^C outer ^B rings.
^Em open your ^C window
to ^Am lift into a ^Bm dream ^D
Em baby, ^C baby
^Am you can starts ^D to breath ^B7 e
the ^G tecto ^Bm nic dispa ^E tcher shifts
to ^G smooth the ^Bm ocean ^E floor
and ^G flattens ^Bm out to ^E warmer winds
of ^D Brisbane's ^C sunny ^B shore.
where ^G buddhas ^Bm tend to ^E mending wrists
a ^G tea mad ^Bm e from the ^E leaves
of ^G eucaly ^Bm ptus ^E fragrances
and ^D coria ^C nder ^B seeds.
^Em open the ^C window
to ^Am lift into a ^Bm dream ^D
Em baby, ^C baby
^Am you can starts to ^Bm breath ^D e.
^Em open your ^C window
to ^Am lift into a ^Bm dream ^D
Em baby, ^C baby
^Am you can starts ^D to breath ^B7 e
you ^G wake up ^Bm in the ^E morning
to ^G warm P ^Bm acific ^E breeze
where ^G mean cars ^Bm chew on ^E licorice
and ^D cannot ^C climb the ^G#m trees.
^---- From: David Wagner (wagner@mindspring.com)
PARAKEET
here's my shot at "parakeet," which i think is the best song on UP. it's a great sound, great especially for halloween. it was kinda hard to get the chords considering that there is no guitar in this song (okay there might be some weird riffs played in the chorus), it's keyboard transcribed for guitar, so the chords might not be exactly right, but i think they're pretty close. i know that the bass notes are right, at least. if the chords don't sound right, try out power chords, those are alright in this song. in fact, there's one chord that i'm a little iffy on, and that's the C# in the verses. you be the judge. i'm pretty sure about the rest. enjoy.
here's that spooky-sounding riff that mike plays on the keyboard in the chorus:
^d--1-2-4-5 you wake ^G up in th ^F#m e morning ^E
and fal ^D l out of ^C# your bed ^E
me ^D an cats ^C# eat parakee ^E ts
an ^D d this one's nearly ^C dead. ^Eb
yo ^G u dearly wish ^F#m the wind ^E shift
and greas ^D y windows ^C# slide ^E
op ^D en for ^C# the parake ^E et
who's colore ^D d bitter ^C lime. ^Eb
Em (riff) C (riff)
open the window
and lif ^Am t into your drea ^Bm ms ^D
Em (riff) C (riff) Am D Ebm
lately, baby, you can barely breathe.
(chords same as above)
a broken wrist, an accident
you know that something's wrong
you fold the leavings of your past
no one knows you've gone.
the sunspot flares of the early
nineties light up your wings.
and scan the shortwave radio
it's tracking outer range.
open the window
and lift into your dreams
baby, baby, you can start to breathe
the tectonic dispatcher shifts
to smooth the ocean floor
and flattens out to warmer winds
of brisbane's sunny shore.
where buddhas tend to mending wrists
a tea made from the leaves
of eucalyptus fragrances
and coriander seeds.
open your window
and lift into a dream
baby, baby, baby starts to breathe
open the window
and lift into a dream
baby, baby, baby starts to breathe
you wake up in the morning
to warm pacific breeze
where means cats chew on licorice
and canno ^D t climb t ^C he trees. ^G#m
end on some G#m riffs.
notes...i'm open to suggestions as to what that last chord is. it's really cool, and it's definetly a chord not used anywhere else in the song. okay, i think that's it.
^----- From: Trygve Sandven Håland
PARAKEET
you w ^G ake up ^F#m in the ^E morning
and f ^G all out ^F#m of your ^E bed
^G mean ^F#m cat eat ^E parakeets
and t ^D his one's n ^C early d ^B7 ead.

you dearly wish the wind shift
and greasy windows slide
open for the parakeet
who's colored bitter lime.
^E open the ^C window
and ^Am lift into your d ^B reams ^D
E lately, b ^C aby
^Am you can barely b ^B reathe. ^B7
a broken wrist
an accident
you know that something's wrong
you fold the leavings of your past no one lnows you've gone.
the sunspot flares of the early
nineties light up your wings.
and scan the shortwave radio
it's tracking outer rings.
the tectonic dispatcher shifts
to smooth the ocean floor
and flattens out to warmer winds
of Brisbane's sunny shore.
where buddhas tend to mending wrists
a tea made from the leaves
of eucalyptus fragrances
and coriander seeds.
you ^G wake up ^F#m in the m ^E orning
to w ^G arm Pa ^F#m cific b ^E reeze
w ^G here mean ^F#m cars chew on ^E licorice
and ^D cannot c ^C limb the t ^F#m rees.

open your window
and lift inte a dream
baby, baby
baby starts to breathe
^----- From: Jieuryli Xjavier (jieuryli@mailexcite.com)
you ^Ab wake up ^Gm in the ^F morning
and ^Ab fall out ^Gm of your ^F bed
^Ab mean cat ^Gm eat parak ^F eets
and ^D# this one's ^C# nearly ^C dead.
you ^Ab dearly w ^Gm ish the ^F wind shift
and ^Ab greasy w ^Gm indows ^E slide
^Ab open ^Gm for the ^F parakeet
who's ^D# colored ^C# bitter ^C lime.
^Fm op - ^Fm#7 en the ^C# wind ^C#m ow
and ^Bbm lift into your ^Cm dream ^D# s
^Fm latel ^Fm#7 y, ba ^C# by
^Bbm you can barely ^Eb breath ^Edim e.
....
the rest is basically the same, because the final verse ends on that
weird chord, here it is:
you ^Ab wake up ^Gm in the ^F morning
to ^Ab warm P ^Gm acific ^F breeze
where ^Ab mean cars ^Gm chew on ^F licorice
and ^D# cannot ^C# climb the t ^Am rees
Here are those weird chords:
^{Fm Fm#7 Edim}