But spare some for spare parts, there might be some good ones
Ab/f
Like you might make a dollar
C
F/c
I'm inside your mouth now, behind your tonsils
C
F
Peeking over your molars, you're talking to her now
F/d
And you've eaten something minty
Bb
And you're making that face that I like
C
And you're going in, in for the kill, kill
For the killer kiss, kiss for the kiss, kiss
F
Eb
I need your money, it'll help me
C
Bb
I need your car and I need your love
F
Eb
I need your money, it'll help me
C
Bb
I need your car and I need your love
C
So won't you help a brother out?
F/c
Won't you help a brother out?
C
F
Won't you help a brother out, out, out, out, out?
Fsus2
C
So break me to small parts, let go in small doses
Fsus2
C
But spare some for spare parts, you might make a dollar
F
Eb
C
Bb
F
Eb
C
Bb
Ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh might make a dollar
So won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out, out, out, out, out?
So break me to small parts, let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts, there might be some good ones
Ab/f
You might make a dollar (there might be some good ones)
C
There might be some good ones (you might make a dollar)
Ab/f
You might make a dollar (there might be some good ones)
C
There might be some good ones
Poor Little Rich Boy
G
Em7
D7/f#
G
Poor little rich boy, all the couples have gone
Em7
D7/f#
G
You wish that they hadn't, you don't wanna be alone
Em7
D7/f#
G
But they wanna kiss, and they got homes of their own
Em7
D7/f#
G
D7/f#
Em7
Poor little rich boy, all the couples have gone, have gone, have gone
D
D/f#
G
And you don't love your girlfriend
D
D/f#
G
You don't love your girlfriend
D
D/f#
G
D/f#
And you think that you should but she thinks that she's fat
G
D/f#
D
But she isn't but you don't love her anyway
D/f#
G
D
And you don't love your mother
D/f#
G
D
And you know that you should
D/f#
G
And you think that you should
D/f#
D
But you don't anyway
G
Em7
D/f#
G
Poor little rich boy, all the world is OK
Em7
D/f#
G
The water runs off your skin and down into the drain
And you think that you should but she thinks that she's fat
G
D/f#
D
But she isn't but you don't love her anyway
D
D/f#
G
And you don't love your mother
D
D/f#
G
You know that you should
D/f#
G
And you wish that you would
D/f#
G
But you don't anyway
Fast
D
D7/c
You're so young, you're so goddamn young
Bm7
G
F
You're so young, you're so goddamn young
D
D7/c
You're so young, you're so goddamn young
Bm7
G
F
You're so goddamn young, you're so goddamn young
D
D7/c
You're so young, you're so goddamn young
Slowing down
Bm7
G
F
You're so young, you're so goddamn young
Slow
D
D7/c
You're so goddamn young, you're so goddamn young
Bm7
G
F
You're so goddamn young, you're so goddamn young
D
D/f#
G
And you don't love your girlfriend
D
D/f#
G
And you don't love your girlfriend
D
D/f#
G
And you don't love your girlfriend
D
D/f#
G
And you don't love your girlfriend
Carbon Monoxide
|
C
|
F
|
x4
C
F
C
F
Carbon monoxide
C
F
Bb
F
Soon I'll go to sleep
C
F
C
F
If I don't got my socks on right
C
F
Bb
F
They slide right off off my feet
C
F
C
F
As I walk a-walk a-walk a-walk a-walk a-walk a-walk
C
F
C
F
Walk a-walk, walk a-walk, walk a-walk
Carbon monoxide
As I take you home
The first time I get my socks on right
But I don't have a gas mask on
Bb
F
As I walk a-walk a-walk a-walk a-walk a-walk
Bb
F
C
Walk a-walk a-walk a-walk a-walk a-walk you home, yeah
C
I'm so cool, I'm so cool, I'm so cool
Bb
F
Walk a-walk a-walk, walk a-walk a-walk
Bb
F
C
Walk, walk a-walk a-walk a-walk a-walk you home, yeah
C
I'm so cool, I'm so cool, I'm so cool
F
Bb
F
Come on daddy, come on daddy
G
Come on daddy, come on daddy
F
Bb
F
Come on daddy, come on daddy
G
Come on daddy, come on daddy
Carbon monoxide
Soon we'll go to sleep
No one will notice we're gone
'Cause we don't have a job to keep
They'll just say that we're being lazy
Sex crazy, sex crazy
They'll just say we're living our whole life in bed
And we'll be in bed but we'll be oh so very much
Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a
Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a
Dead-a, dead, yeah
But we're so cool, we're so cool, we're so cool
Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a
Dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a, dead-a
Dead-a, dead, dead
But we're still cool, we're still cool, we're still cool
Come on daddy, come on daddy
Come on, come on, come on daddy
Come on daddy, come on daddy
Come on daddy, come on daddy
Come on daddy, come on daddy
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Carbon monoxide
Carbon monoxide
Take photographs have fun, have fun
They'll name a city after us
And later say it's all our fault
Then they'll give us a talking to
Then they'll give us a talking to
'Cause they've got years of experience
C
F
Am
G
We're living in a den of thieves
C
F
Am
G
Rummaging for answers in the pages
C
F
Am
G
We're living in a den of thieves
C
F
And it's contagious
Am
G
And it's contagious
C
F
And it's contagious
Am
G
And it's contagious
C
F
C
F
x2
We wear our scarves just like a noose
But not 'cause we want eternal sleep
And though our parts are slightly used
New ones are slave labor you can keep
C
F
Am
G
We're living in a den of thieves
C
F
Am
G
Rummaging for answers in the pages
C
F
Am
G
We're living in a den of thieves
C
F
And it's contagious
Am
G
And it's contagious
C
F
And it's contagious
Am
G
And it's contagious
Am
F
C
G
x4
C
F
C
F
x2
They made a statue of us
They made a statue of us
The tourists come and stare at us
The sculptors mama sends regards
They made a statue of us
They made a statue of us
Our noses have begun to rust
C
F
Am
G
We're living in a den of thieves
C
F
Am
G
Rummaging for answers in the pages
C
F
Am
G
We're living in a den of thieves
C
F
And it's contagious
Am
G
And it's contagious
C
F
And it's contagious
Am
G
C
F
C
And it's contagious
Sailor Song
G
C
F
She will kiss till your lips bleed
G
C
But she will not take her dress off
C
F
Americana, Tropicana
G
C
F
All the sailor boys have demons
G
They sing, "Oh, Kentucky
C
G
F
Why did you forsake me?
G
C
If I was meant to sail the sea
G
F
Why did you make me?
G
C
G
It should've been another state
C
G
F
Oh state
C
F
'Cause Mary-Anne's a bitch
C
F
Mary-Anne's a bitch
C
/bb
G#
F
G
Mary-Anne's a bitch...
'Cause Mary-Anne's a bitch
Mary-Anne's a bitch
Mary-Anne's a bitch...
G
C
F
Does it matter that our anchors
G
C
F
Couldn't even reach the bottom of a bath tub
G
C
And the sails reflect the moon
G
F
It's such a strange job
G
C
Playing blackjack on the deck
C
F
Still, atop this giant puddle
G
C
G
F
Dressed in white we'd quietly huddle with our missiles
G
C
G
And we miss the girls back home
C
G
G
F
Oh home sweet home
'Cause Mary-Anne's a bitch
Mary-Anne's a bitch
Mary-Anne's a bitch...
She will kiss until your lip bleeds
But she will not take her dress off
Americana, Tropicana...