* All E chords = X 7 9 9 X X
***
You dopes are all the same and that's why I'm so ashamed
To be a part of what might be called the punk rock community
You take things way too seriously or else you take them too lightly
Post messages on AOL but don't you dare fuck with Janelle
She's everything that you're not, she's not a girl, she is a thought
She's an idea or an ideal that you won't
Ever get so go play with your make believe internet friends
She's on a Greyhound bus, I ate a hairy coconut
I think I might have diverticulitis, Is there too much beer inside us
Ugly riot girls saying I don't know shit - it hurts
To know you care enough to send the very shittiest, so gentlemen
And ladies have a seat and allow me to repeat
That your stupid on-line world and your
Stupid comments may well be justification for a beating
Where applicable
Not valid in Vermont
Void where prohibited
And shut your fucking mouth
Don't go to Easter Isle
And overpopulate
You'll destroy God's Spaceship Earth
Dilute dilute OK
"D.I.Y."
* (pm) = palm-muted
* E = 0 2 2 X X X
* E(VII) = X 7 9 9 X X
***
A D F# E(VII) D
D.I.Y. Why because we hate you and the dumb look on your face
A D F# E(VIII) D
D.I.Y. Why because your band's another weak charity case
Our shows should be five bucks or less, we'll do it for the kids
F# D A E(VII)
Two legs good, MTV bad, and major labels suck No fucking shit
A D F# E(VII) D
D.I.Y. is simply your only excuse for why you always fail
Initials on the flag you wave
F# E(VII) D
When your shitty records won't sell anywhere
Politics and social comment, twenty dollar words
Won't make your lousy music go down easier
E(VII)
You can't polish a turd
A(pm) D(pm) F#(pm) E(VII)(pm) D(pm)
D.I.Y. means do it yourself because it's what you want
A(pm) D(pm)
It doesn't clean the slate when
F#(pm) E(VII)(pm) D(pm)
Everything gets all fucked up
A(pm) D(pm) F#(pm) E(VII)(pm) D(pm)
What would you do you phony fuckhead if you hit it big?
Stop acting better than me
F# E(VII) D A / E(VII)
We both know you're full of shit
x2
"Compact Disc"
* All E chords = X 7 9 9 X X
* All F# chords = X 8 10 10 X X
* (pm) = palm-muted
***
A(pm)
That thing you're listening to is called a compact disc
D(pm) A(pm)
It's a method of conveying sound, it's square outside, inside it's round
A(pm)
That thing you're listening to is a digitally accurate
D(pm) A(pm)
Reading of the numbers that make up different sounds in fact
It's the most technologically advanced
Sound reproduction known to man
A E (w/ slides up from D#)
At least in the commercially viable sense
A(pm)
That thing you're listening to is called a compact disc
D(pm) A(pm)
Every subtle nuance of a tune is made available to you
A(pm)
That thing you're listening to is a high-tech dream come true
D(pm) A(pm)
Technically it works with laser beams yet you can learn to use it easily
Throw your scratched, dusty records in the trash
It's time to move out of the past
E (w/ slides up from D#)
In the profit analysis sense
That thing you're listening to is called a waste of time
An inferior and overpriced product of an underactive mind
That thing you're listening to is a multi-flawed industry scam
Devoid of any thought or heart at all
It's the antithesis of rock and roll
But no one cares that a record sounds better
Cause you just can't buy them so it just doesn't matter at all
E (w/ slides up from D#)
And that's common sense
"Hey Asshole"
* All E chords = X 7 9 9 X X
* All F# chords = X 8 10 10 X X
***
Hey asshole your teeth are stained brown from all the shit you talk
Hey asshole what about all the fat little teenage boys you fuck
Hey asshole aside from dealing coke and LSD what have you done
Dick
x4
Hey asshole do you feel all warm inside
Lording it over a bunch of kids
You're no upright citizen you pig,
A tenth grade boy's mouth around your dick
Hey asshole aside from writing pretentious boring
Tunes what have you did
Hack
x4
x4
Motherfucker!
Hey asshole on the internet a couple dozen mongoloids at your tit
Hey asshole I think your heart done be inflated with horseshit
Yeah shit dude, you fucking dirty old man
You fucking tourist, you wrinkled old twit
Fuck you
x4
x4
Hey asshole, everybody knows you're the Michael Jackson of punk rock
Asshole
"Racist Society"
* (pm) = palm-muted
* All E chords = X 7 9 9 X X
***
Did you know that you live in a racist society
Did you know you're the privileged class
C#(pm) B(pm) A(pm)
And everybody else is essentially taking it up the ass
Did you know that you could be free
Did you know that's not the way that it has to be
Did you know you can still change everything
C#(pm) B(pm)
Did you know that there's no such thing as equality
A(pm) B(pm) E
And there might never be if you don't change
Did you know that you live in a war zone (culturally)
Did you know that your parents were fucked
C#(pm) B(pm) A(pm)
When they taught you how to fear anybody who wasn't white enough
Did you know that you could be free
Did you know that's not the way that it has to be
Did you know you can still change everything
C#(pm) B(pm)
Did you know that the older you get
A(pm) B(pm)
It gets easier to blame somebody else for your own mess
C#(pm) B(pm) A(pm)
Did you know that the Jews don't run the world
B(pm)
And all black men aren't criminals
C#(pm) B(pm) A(pm)
Did you know there's a lot of money to be made
B(pm) C#(pm) B(pm)
From keeping you paranoid, suspicious, worried, frightened
A(pm) B(pm)
All wound up and tense inside 'cause
Big business runs the government and it's not good business
E B A(pm)
If we burn down the government so they keep us occupied
With moron TV shows and shitty beer that wipes out brain cells
And whining about Congress and stupid fucking income taxes
And if that's not enough
To keep your mind off of
The way you're getting dicked around
They fill you with fear and hate
Give you someone to blame
For all your problems
While the country's going down the fucking toilet
Do you know what they think of you
Do you know how contemptuous they are of you
Do you know how easy you are to fool
C#(pm) B(pm)
You're like a dog doing after a ball that was never thrown
A(pm) B(pm) E(pm)
Well guess what you're on your own Good luck
"Nightbreed"
* All E chords = X 7 9 9 X X
***
w/ Lead Riff A x4
:
This used to be a place where we could walk the streets
Unrestricted by imaginary fears
Things didn't seem to be so complicated then
Til you polluted everything that we had here
Our little secret was exposed for all its worth
Stripped of everything that made it good and then
We were forced out of the world that we created
And expected to move on and start again
:
We live here today
We live here always always
We live here today
We live here always always
w/ Lead Riff A x2
:
The money moved right in and sucked the life right out
So the privileged could sit back and enjoy
The things that made this place what it was before you came here
Were the first things you decided to destroy
We walk your streets late at night while you're asleep
Creeping from the sewers oozing from the cracks
We are the blood that pumps the heart you call your home
And any day we're gonna come to take it back
We live here, we live here, we live here, we live here
We live here, we live here
We live here, we live here, we live here, we live here
We live here, we live here
Lead Riff A (w/ rhythm guitar chords)
and repeat
After playing the lead three times at the start, and after playing
it once after the first chorus, play this slight variation:
All Tabs Originally Transcribed By Mike Ripplinger (openface@aol.com)
***
You dopes are all the same and that's why I'm so ashamed
To be a part of what might be called the punk rock community
You take things way too seriously or else you take them too lightly
Post messages on AOL but don't you dare fuck with Janelle
She's everything that you're not, she's not a girl, she is a thought
She's an idea or an ideal that you won't
Ever get so go play with your make believe internet friends
She's on a Greyhound bus, I ate a hairy coconut
I think I might have diverticulitis, Is there too much beer inside us
Ugly riot girls saying I don't know shit - it hurts
To know you care enough to send the very shittiest, so gentlemen
And ladies have a seat and allow me to repeat
That your stupid on-line world and your
Stupid comments may well be justification for a beating
Where applicable
Not valid in Vermont
Void where prohibited
And shut your fucking mouth
Don't go to Easter Isle
And overpopulate
You'll destroy God's Spaceship Earth
Dilute dilute OK
"D.I.Y."
* (pm) = palm-muted
* E = 0 2 2 X X X
* E(VII) = X 7 9 9 X X
***
A D F# E(VII) D
D.I.Y. Why because we hate you and the dumb look on your face
A D F# E(VIII) D
D.I.Y. Why because your band's another weak charity case
Our shows should be five bucks or less, we'll do it for the kids
F# D A E(VII)
Two legs good, MTV bad, and major labels suck No fucking shit
A D F# E(VII) D
D.I.Y. is simply your only excuse for why you always fail
Initials on the flag you wave
F# E(VII) D
When your shitty records won't sell anywhere
Politics and social comment, twenty dollar words
Won't make your lousy music go down easier
E(VII)
You can't polish a turd
A(pm) D(pm) F#(pm) E(VII)(pm) D(pm)
D.I.Y. means do it yourself because it's what you want
A(pm) D(pm)
It doesn't clean the slate when
F#(pm) E(VII)(pm) D(pm)
Everything gets all fucked up
A(pm) D(pm) F#(pm) E(VII)(pm) D(pm)
What would you do you phony fuckhead if you hit it big?
Stop acting better than me
F# E(VII) D A / E(VII)
We both know you're full of shit
x2
"Compact Disc"
* All E chords = X 7 9 9 X X
* All F# chords = X 8 10 10 X X
* (pm) = palm-muted
***
A(pm)
That thing you're listening to is called a compact disc
D(pm) A(pm)
It's a method of conveying sound, it's square outside, inside it's round
A(pm)
That thing you're listening to is a digitally accurate
D(pm) A(pm)
Reading of the numbers that make up different sounds in fact
It's the most technologically advanced
Sound reproduction known to man
A E (w/ slides up from D#)
At least in the commercially viable sense
A(pm)
That thing you're listening to is called a compact disc
D(pm) A(pm)
Every subtle nuance of a tune is made available to you
A(pm)
That thing you're listening to is a high-tech dream come true
D(pm) A(pm)
Technically it works with laser beams yet you can learn to use it easily
Throw your scratched, dusty records in the trash
It's time to move out of the past
E (w/ slides up from D#)
In the profit analysis sense
That thing you're listening to is called a waste of time
An inferior and overpriced product of an underactive mind
That thing you're listening to is a multi-flawed industry scam
Devoid of any thought or heart at all
It's the antithesis of rock and roll
But no one cares that a record sounds better
Cause you just can't buy them so it just doesn't matter at all
E (w/ slides up from D#)
And that's common sense
"Hey Asshole"
* All E chords = X 7 9 9 X X
* All F# chords = X 8 10 10 X X
***
Hey asshole your teeth are stained brown from all the shit you talk
Hey asshole what about all the fat little teenage boys you fuck
Hey asshole aside from dealing coke and LSD what have you done
Dick
x4
Hey asshole do you feel all warm inside
Lording it over a bunch of kids
You're no upright citizen you pig,
A tenth grade boy's mouth around your dick
Hey asshole aside from writing pretentious boring
Tunes what have you did
Hack
x4
x4
Motherfucker!
Hey asshole on the internet a couple dozen mongoloids at your tit
Hey asshole I think your heart done be inflated with horseshit
Yeah shit dude, you fucking dirty old man
You fucking tourist, you wrinkled old twit
Fuck you
x4
x4
Hey asshole, everybody knows you're the Michael Jackson of punk rock
Asshole
"Racist Society"
* (pm) = palm-muted
* All E chords = X 7 9 9 X X
***
Did you know that you live in a racist society
Did you know you're the privileged class
C#(pm) B(pm) A(pm)
And everybody else is essentially taking it up the ass
Did you know that you could be free
Did you know that's not the way that it has to be
Did you know you can still change everything
C#(pm) B(pm)
Did you know that there's no such thing as equality
A(pm) B(pm) E
And there might never be if you don't change
Did you know that you live in a war zone (culturally)
Did you know that your parents were fucked
C#(pm) B(pm) A(pm)
When they taught you how to fear anybody who wasn't white enough
Did you know that you could be free
Did you know that's not the way that it has to be
Did you know you can still change everything
C#(pm) B(pm)
Did you know that the older you get
A(pm) B(pm)
It gets easier to blame somebody else for your own mess
C#(pm) B(pm) A(pm)
Did you know that the Jews don't run the world
B(pm)
And all black men aren't criminals
C#(pm) B(pm) A(pm)
Did you know there's a lot of money to be made
B(pm) C#(pm) B(pm)
From keeping you paranoid, suspicious, worried, frightened
A(pm) B(pm)
All wound up and tense inside 'cause
Big business runs the government and it's not good business
E B A(pm)
If we burn down the government so they keep us occupied
With moron TV shows and shitty beer that wipes out brain cells
And whining about Congress and stupid fucking income taxes
And if that's not enough
To keep your mind off of
The way you're getting dicked around
They fill you with fear and hate
Give you someone to blame
For all your problems
While the country's going down the fucking toilet
Do you know what they think of you
Do you know how contemptuous they are of you
Do you know how easy you are to fool
C#(pm) B(pm)
You're like a dog doing after a ball that was never thrown
A(pm) B(pm) E(pm)
Well guess what you're on your own Good luck
"Nightbreed"
* All E chords = X 7 9 9 X X
***
w/ Lead Riff A x4
:
This used to be a place where we could walk the streets
Unrestricted by imaginary fears
Things didn't seem to be so complicated then
Til you polluted everything that we had here
Our little secret was exposed for all its worth
Stripped of everything that made it good and then
We were forced out of the world that we created
And expected to move on and start again
:
We live here today
We live here always always
We live here today
We live here always always
w/ Lead Riff A x2
:
The money moved right in and sucked the life right out
So the privileged could sit back and enjoy
The things that made this place what it was before you came here
Were the first things you decided to destroy
We walk your streets late at night while you're asleep
Creeping from the sewers oozing from the cracks
We are the blood that pumps the heart you call your home
And any day we're gonna come to take it back
We live here, we live here, we live here, we live here
We live here, we live here
We live here, we live here, we live here, we live here
We live here, we live here
Lead Riff A (w/ rhythm guitar chords)
and repeat
After playing the lead three times at the start, and after playing
it once after the first chorus, play this slight variation:
All Tabs Originally Transcribed By Mike Ripplinger (openface@aol.com)