abbed by Jack mail: * NOTE: the entire song is tabbed except the weird guitar noises eard in the beginning and on other parts. Key: = pull off = palm mute Intro (play 3x) ---7p5--7p5--7p5----7p5-7p5---7p5--7p5--7p5--7p5-7p5-- --7p5--7p5--7p5----7p5-7p5---7p5--7p5--7p5--7p5-7p5-- ----------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------- then finish with this ---7p5--7p5--7p5----7p5-7p5---7p5--7p5--7p5-------- --7p5--7p5--7p5----7p5-7p5---7p5--7p5--7p5-------- ---------------------------------------------77--- -----------------------------------------------77- --------------------------------------------------
------------------------------- Versão com acordes: AC#m7DD# Another suburban family morning. AC#m7DD# Grandmother screaming at the wall. AC#m7DD# We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies AC#m7DD# We can't hear anything at all.
ABm7/11B7/11Bm7/11 Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration, ABm7/11B7/11Bm7/11 But we know all her suicides are fake. F/ADm6F/ADm6 Daddy only stares into the distance F/ADm6E There's only so much more that he can take.
Esus4F7G6F7 Many miles away something crawls from the slime EEE At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake.
AC#m7DD# Another industrial ugly morning AC#m7DD# The factory belches filth into the sky. AC#m7DD# He walks unhindered through the picket lines today, AC#m7DDsus2 He doesn't think to wonder why.
ABm7/11B7/11Bm7/11 The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts in a red light street, ABm7/11B7/11Bm7/11 But all he ever thinks to do is watch. F/ADm6F/ADm6 And every single meeting with his so-called superior F/ADm6E Is a humiliating kick in the crotch.
Esus4F7G6F7 Many miles away something crawls to the surface EEE Of a dark Scottish lake.
( Play the intro again 4 times singing "Yeee-ooo-ooo" )
Another working day has ended. Only the rush hour hell to face. Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes. Contestants in a suicidal race.
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance, He knows that something somewhere has to break. He sees the family home now looming in the headlights, The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache.
Esus4F7G6F7 Many miles away there's a shadow on the door EE Of a cottage on the shore E E E E E E E E E E E+11 Of a dark Scottish lake
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