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E B7

I¹m flying [flying] in a frame of my mind that time cannot erase

B7 E

I¹m seein¹ [seeing] the future , the past, as I lay the present to waste

E E7 A

I¹m scopin¹ [scoping] all these feelings I have and hoping for them to come true

B7 E

And I¹m holding something more precious than fine ore -- baby, I¹m holding you

E B7

I¹m breathing [breathing] the fumes of the grid that rid my lobe of oxygen

B7 E

I¹m climbin [climbing] the walls to where good and evil make amends

E E7 A

I¹m trippin¹, [tripping] writhin¹ and squealin¹, pukin¹ , lookin¹ for someone like you

B7 E

And I¹m holding something more precious than fine ore -- baby, I¹m holding you

[JAM]

E B7

I¹m flying [flying] in a frame of my mind that time cannot erase

B7 E

I¹m seein¹ [seeing] the future , the past, as I lay the present to waste

E E7 A

I¹m scopin¹ [scoping] all these feelings I have and hoping for them to come true

B7 E

And I¹m holding something more precious than fine ore -- baby, I¹m holding you

B7 E

And I¹m holding something more precious than fine ore -- baby, I¹m holding you

JAPANESE COWBOY

INRO: [G...G...C...{C.F.} ]

{C F} C F C Like a Japanese cowboy or a brother on skates

F C F G

Like a blizzard in Georgia or a train running late

F C F C

I call out your name girl in the heat of the night

F C G C

and nobody answers cause something ain¹t right

F C F C

Breakfast at Shoney¹s at two ninety-nine

F C F G

Saved me some money and eased up my mind

F C F G

I¹m walking in circles and feeling the pain

F C F G F

I¹m tossing and turning And crying in vain

C F C F C

Like a Japanese cowboy or a brother on skates

F C F G

Like a blizzard in Georgia or a train running late

F C F C

I call out your name girl in the heat of the night

F C G C

and nobody answers cause something ain¹t right

[ JAM: C...C...F...F...G...G...C...C.F. ]

F C F C

I¹m riding at midnight and crossing the line

F C F G

From the rain In my windshield and the tears in my eyes

F C F C

Now the bedroom is empty and I spent my last dime

F C F G F G

And the lovers are leaving I got nothing but time, I got you on my mind

CHORUS AND END PISS UP A ROPE

INTRO G D G G

G

My dinner¹s on fire while she watches T.V.

C

And if you ever wonder what it¹s like to be me

G

She takes all my money and leaves me no smokes

D

Yells at my buddies and insults my folks

G

I ^Ìm breakin¹ my back doin the best that I can

C

She¹s got time for the dog and none for her man

G D G

And I¹m no dope, but I can¹t cope so hit the fuckin road and piss up a rope

G

A - you can --- piss.... up a rope

C

And you can put on your shoes hit the road get truckin¹

G

Pack your bag I don¹t need the ag

D

On your knees you big booty bitch start suckin¹

G

You ride my ass like a horse in a saddle

C

Now you¹re up shit¹s creek with a turd for a paddle

G D G

And I can¹t cope, a- piss up a rope

A you can piss up a rope and feel the pissy dribble You can piss up a rope and watch me giggle For the last six months I been packin¹ your bag You can wash my balls with a warm wet rag Till my balls feel smooth and soft like silk I¹m sick of your mouth and your two percent milk And I can¹t cope, a - piss up a rope

CHORUS

CHORUS END I DON¹T WANNA LEAVE YOU ON THE FARM

C Am

I don¹t wanna leave you on the farm, I don¹t wanna leave you on the farm

C Am F C G Am

I don¹t wanna go, ah just so you know; I don¹t wanna leave you on the farm

Am Em F C Am F C

Days go by and I¹m still high, but you know, I¹m thinkin¹ about you

Am Em F C F G C

Corn¹s turned brown, leaves fall to the ground It¹s a sound that reminds me of you

C Am

I don¹t wanna leave you on the farm, I don¹t wanna leave you on the farm

C Am F C G Am

I don¹t wanna go, ah just so you know; I don¹t wanna leave you on the farm

Am Em F C Am F C

No telephone to call you at home I¹m alone ---- -- on the throne

Am Em F C F G C

Go get something hey, thanks for nothin I¹ll keep truckin¹ and gettin¹ myself stoned

C Am

I don¹t wanna leave you on the farm, I don¹t wanna leave you on the farm

C Am F C G Am

I don¹t wanna go, ah just so you know; I don¹t wanna leave you on the farm

Am Em F C Am F C

Days go by and I¹m still high, but you know, I¹m thinkin¹ about you

Am Em F C F G C

Corn¹s turned brown, leaves fall to the ground It¹s a sound that sticks like glue

JAM AND END PRETTY GIRL

E D A A

A D A

There¹s a sweater wearin¹, coat totin¹, boot footin¹, good lookin¹ man -- on town

E

There¹s a smooth talkin¹ funny walkin¹ dude around

A D A A D A A D A A D A

There¹s a pretty girl and she sees him walkin¹ lookin¹ him up and down

A D A D A D A E

She thinks she¹d like to roll and rock him, turn his life around

A D A

There¹s a scum suckin lip fuckin¹ bad ole truck drivin¹ man -- on town

E

There¹s a boot lickin¹ hind tickin¹ dude around

A D A A D A A D A A D A

There¹s a pretty girl and he sees her walkin¹ lookin¹ her up and down

A D A D A D A E

He like for her to roll and rock him, turn his life around

A D A

There¹s a sweater wearin¹, coat totin¹, boot footin¹, good lookin¹ man -- on town

E

There¹s a smooth talkin¹ funny walkin¹ dude around

A D A A D A A D A A D A

There¹s a pretty girl and she sees him walkin¹ lookin¹ him up and down

A D A D A D A E

She thinks she¹d like to roll and rock him, turn his life around

A

Turn his life around ---- turn his life around POWDER BLUE

RIFF

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G# G C G# G C

Powder blue, powder blue, what can you do? she¹s powder blue

G# G C G# G C

Powder blue, powder blue, what can you do? she¹s powder blue

Am C

I¹ll be true, [bop bah] my powder blue, [powder blue]

Am G RIFF

it¹s all for you , [bop bah] it¹s all for you [and you know it]

G# G C G# G C

Powder blue, powder blue, the seventh son of Orion with me too

G# G C G# G C

Powder blue, powder blue, how do you do? come walk with me now, powder blue

Am C

Powder blue, [bop bah] powder blue, [powder blue]

Am G RIFF

it¹s all for you , it¹s all for you [and you can feel that ]

G# G C G# G C

Powder blue, oh powder blue, I got this feelin¹ powder blue

G# G C G# G C

Oh Powder blue, powder blue, it¹s in my head for you

Am C

I¹ll be true, [bop bah] my powder blue, [powder blue] Am G RIFF, AD LIB it¹s all for you , [bop bah] it¹s all for you MR. RICHARD SMOKER

[C] Boodley bah boo [Dm] Boodley bah boo [F] Boodley bah boo bah [G]

C CC#oDm G Mr. Richard Smoker, You¹re a poopy poker, Chardonnay and cocaine in the spa

G7

Cigarrettes and coffee breath, Little boys on crystal meth

G7 F7 F7 G7 G7

Tonight we¹ll tango in the street, you eat -- dark meat

C CC#oDm G Mr. Richard Smoker, You¹re a chicken choker, Tonite you¹re gonna let it all hang out

G7

Panty hose and Aqua Net, smoking menthal cigarettes

G7 F7 F7 G7 G7

Tonight we¹ll tango in the street, you eat -- dark meat

[C] Boodley bah boo [Dm] Boodley bah boo [F] Boodley bah boo bah [G]

SMOKE! [JAM ]

F7 F7 G7 G7

You eat -- dark meat

[C] Boodley bah boo [Dm] Boodley bah boo [F] Boodley bah boo bah [G]

C CC#oDm G Mr. Richard Smoker, You¹re an Ono Yoker, Cognac and black coffee with the boys

G7

Dancin¹ in your buster browns, whirlin¹ to that techno sound

G7 F7 F7 G7 G7

Your hands are wet, your hair is slick, you smoke -- big dick

C CC#oDm G Mr. Richard Smoker, You¹re a velvet coker, Bruce and Jeff will pick you up at ten

G7

Goin out, dancing in the city, Friday night, gotta look pretty

G7 F7 F7 G7 G7

Tonight we¹ll tango in the street, you eat -- dark meat

[C] Boodley bah boo [Dm] Boodley bah boo [F] Boodley bah boo bah [G] [D] Boodley bah boo [Em] Boodley bah boo [G] Boodley bah boo bah [A] [E] Boodley bah boo [F#m] Boodley bah boo [A] Boodley bah boo bah [B] [F#] Boodley bah boo [G#m] Boodley bah boo [B] Boodley bah boo bah [C#] [C#] HELP ME SCRAPE THE MUCUS OFF MY BRAIN

G Bm Am G

Am D G D/F# Em

I guess it¹s something in my brain -- I need whiskey to ease the pain

C D G Bm Am G

But it¹s early in the morning and I¹m feeling bad again

C D G D/F# Em

But if you ever loved me -- you¹ll go easy on me now

A7 D

Fix me up a cup of coffee and in a while I¹ll come around

Am D G Em

I think I¹ll spend the dogfood money -- but he¹ll love me just the same

C D G Bm Am G

But if you really love me baby -- Help me scrape the mucus off my brain

[JAM]

Am D G D/F# Em

It¹s a shame when morning hurts -- I¹ve seen bad and I¹ve seen worse

C D G Bm Am G

it¹s the nature of my being -- I took some money from your purse

C D G D/F# Em

Now a Frenchman loves to party and I know he¹s not to blame

A7 D

But the way you¹re lookin¹ at me baby -- I just can¹t help but feel the shame

Am D G Em

I think I¹ll spend the dogfood money -- but he¹ll love me just the same

C D G Bm Am G

But if you really love me baby -- Help me scrape the mucus off my brain

C D G Bm Am G

But if you really love me baby -- Help me scrape the mucus off my brain

You Were the Fool

E

Bless the father bless the sun, cross your heart cause you're the on

Asus4 E

Collecting moonbeams in the morning

E

Curvy sticks and wooden poles assisting you in plugging holes

Asus4 E

Plug them holes until you see straight through to the minds eye

D A

Think about it turn around and go back to the quiet sound

Am7 A6/

Of Jim and Dan prancing around the pool

E A E

You were the fool, and I feel sorry for you, you were the fool

D A E

But there's something you can do

You can wash your arm in a pool of mud, you can chop a tree to prevent a flood You can speak with a turtle just by flipping him around You can build a boat and sail the sea, you can buy a moat and forge a key Initiate the sequence, create catastrophe

CHORUS

REPEAT 1st VERSE

D A

Think about it turn around and go back to the quiet sound

Am7 A6/

Of Jim and Dan prancing around the pool

E A E

You were the fool, and I feel sorry for you, you were the fool

D C

E

But there's something you can do you were the fool FLUFFY

D Em D Em