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  • In the Middle of a Harvest

    by weezerandrosierocks on May 08, 2006
    Equilateral Equilibrium Endopsychratio Elaboratory Endosystem Evernescence End. Room Corner. D E awoken in the nite the wrong number blew its head footsies dancin on a pile of thread in a spinning chair with four legs \"you\'ve got the rite tone of voice\" becarefulyoulingerinafacefulloftears the wreckingball is coming with a never ending scheme C C C C A A E E E E when i was little he pulled a big one on my four by four the harvesting is laying ontopofmychest industries messing with your flavor ear to ear he\'s got a set of plates C C E E E E face is worn hang it on your post \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ e|----------|-------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|----------|-------------------------------------------------------------------------| G|--7---5-7-|----------------------------------------------------------------------------| D|----7-----|--------------------------------------------------------------------------| A|----------|--5---------5--------------------------------------------------------------| E|----------|----5-4-2-0---5-4-2-------------------------------------------------------------| you\'re out of luck you son of a bitch you\'ve let the oxygen through you\'ve taken every bit of luck and thrown it down a tube you\'ve got nothing left to lose unless you fantasize awake you\'ve found out what happened when you\'re floored into pieces e|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|---7------6--------------------------------------------------------------------------| G|---7------7--------------------------------------------------------------------| D|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------| A|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------| your seeping inside skin without a bucket and a reason if the ghosts won\'t go away then how will the clouds they told me keep the door shut G#~~~~~ happy picking: C# F# C# Ebm Ebm C# F# Ebm C# C# F# G# C# F# Em~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ plop me on a conveyor belt to a cave on the wondrous mountain with a tv and my heart on a shelf with no books the bats are my curtains and how mean they are but wing\'ed coping is my friend if it\'s the only way Em~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ just Em strumming: lookin out my stone window and all i see is stone i want to meet with her so i can be alone F~~~~~~~~~ happy F! with a cool singy thing with the \"alone hold out\" F F Bb Bb these rats aren\'t as smart as they look and the taster ain\'t all they took F# F# F F Jill is back from the dead B B Bb Bb Bb plowing off her own head trevor\'s just going like e|--4h5p4------------4h5h4---------------------------------------------------------------------| B|--------6----7-----------6---7---------------------------------------------------------| G|-----------6---6-----------6----------------------------------------------------| jake: D|--------3-4------3-4-------------------------------------------------------------------| A|------4-----2234------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|----------------------2-2------------------------------------------------------------| \"but when we came into this land, we knew nothing was free... we knew we were up against the controlling of yours truly\" all as a chorus scream this: bum bam bhum bham buuuuuuuum E E C G E E G C D D C Am fin\'ally made it halfway to the cactus farm when your skidding, you\'re done, with your eyes in the sun the moon has gotten hold of your arms E E C G E E G C D D C Am E E E E because you\'re laying down, with your back to the ground but your face; it eats the crummy loam the legged-clover-tops: inhaling human parts will never be able to drive back home break with someone goin\' or trevor and jake playing this simultaneously e|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|------------------------------------9--------7-------9-----7------------------------------| G|----------------------------------7--------5-------7-----5--------------------------------| D|----6-------4-------6-----4-----------8--------8-------8-----6-6----------------------------| A|--5-------3-------5-----3----------------------------------------------------------------| E|------6-------4-------6-----4-4---------------------------------------------------------| mr. bolus will try to claw his way out but don\'t blame him when your intestines\'ve been lacerated he just can\'t find Baron the Blue dreary fungus growing on some more dreary fungus+ (sounds of objects crashing and being squished and slashed and smashed and banged and gonged and bunged and slammed and incarcerated and blooped and soiled and destroyed and hated and criticized and rubbed and skad and kicked and shoved and pushed and loved and smiled and jumped and gangbanged and sucked and licked and twisted and smacked and upside and the and head and shattered and brokend and kissed and caressed and hugged and kneed and fucked and flogged and spindled) which would lead to a beautiful, harmonically and melodically sung: i should\'ve stayed in
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  • Zzzzzzzz Wuh What?

    by weezerandrosierocks on May 08, 2006
    intro with the downward upstrokes! Ebm Ab C#m A then the C#m thing do somethine liek the hgin regualr thing B B A/E/F# F# F# F# you can\'t kill a box of suicidal mice it\'s just too nice and you can\'t shoot a shot if you\'ve, earlier, relade the Ab A C# Ab werid timg thing just make it cool goddamnti you bitsdjog
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  • Well, I Guess This Is Good-bye

    by weezerandrosierocks on May 08, 2006
    well, I guess this is good-bye -instrumentation- well, I guess this is good-bye
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  • Swoon the Swans

    by weezerandrosierocks on May 08, 2006
    start with yeah and my solo riff thing in the beginning verse: verse bassline G|--------------------------------- D|-------1-0------1-0------1-3-/6666----------- A|--3--3-----1--1-----3--3----------5555----- E|--------------------------------- G|-------------------------1-3---4444--- D|-------1-0-1--11-2-3--33------------------- A|--3--3---------------------------- E|-------------------------------- Cm Cm Bb Bb Cm Cm Fm Fm/G Cm Cm Eb Eb G# C# G G you said you knew the carcass you said you knew it well the trees whisper so many secrets i can\'t tell there\'s a devil up in heaven they\'re playing limbo down in hell there\'s a crook enjoying every minute he has in jail werid thing to chorus upstroke Cm Cm then down stroke stc: Cm C# D D# upstorke Cm Cm then down storke stc: Cm D Eb Fm chorus: don\'t forget to swoon the swans don\'t forget to wake up from the dead frustration\'s got a hold of your head but you can\'t stay in oh no you can\'t stay in then some weird thing to get back to verses verse: chorus Eb Eb Bb Bb G G G G Eb Eb Bb Bb Cm Cm Cmstc Fstc Abstc Bb! don\'t forget to swoon the swans don\'t forget to wake up from the dead frustration\'s got a hold of your head but you can\'t stay in oh no you can\'t stay in i knew you\'d forget to swoon the swans you\'ve laid back against the wind like fallen leaf whose feet will be there to crush you to the ground *except end on a verse progression right on solo? i don\'t fucking know! I never know! I\'m a little bastard oh yeah and somehow get into a break down of jake disco thing and then i play that riff thing like the start of the solo thing and then just ya know something choruso up yours don\'t take my eyes and throw them in your funeral don\'t make me stare at your rotting carcass in limbo land our radiance is melting our ability to radiate our systematic snips of phrases and punchlines what if you only knew that the end was coming? what if you only knew that you could save yourself? you\'d wish they\'d never talk to you when you\'re sleeping in your bed but they\'re out your window
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  • Gropecunt Lane

    by weezerandrosierocks on May 08, 2006
    intro the five five 3 3 1 1 3 000 you know like a bchord formation but it goes like bum dot deddo bum dat dududatdatdatdat i play the bottom fives and eights of the upstroke c chord while trevor plays the top string C/D#/F then: verse: F# C# E B A A DDD fast up high chords F# C# E B Eb Eb Ab Ab living in gropecunt lane... it\'s almost insane but not quite way up high chorus A A E E Ab Ab Bb Bb it\'s the future of pre saddened wives don\'t whip out your knives outside in picked you know like a c piano chord C C Bb Bb Ab Ab C# C# meet me at barbican centre C C Bb Bb Ab Ab Ab Ab we\'ll live like we\'ve never lived C# C# C C Bb Bb Ab Ab not a shrew with a broken tail G G Gb Gb F F F~~~ or a whore with crunchy disease~~~~~~~~ then after silence, the riff hting you know with tre\'em hoorah i don\'t know anymore
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  • For the Sake of a Gloomy Child

    by weezerandrosierocks on May 08, 2006
    A thing you know! where you add the a open ya know fuck yeah you know liar verse: Estc E/G#stc C# BBBBBBB Estc E/G#stc C# GGGGGGBBBBBB i doused some lysol on my skin you hid the place where i begin you sulked till dusk was acquainted with dawn so i just put my ear muffs on just me doing the 0 0 4 2 0 0 4 2 0 0 22 thing nodda meen then another verse: you fell into the hole in the yard you couldn\'t have survived from the fall i hope you\'re alright cuz i can\'t stand to see you pout with your asterisks on each side chorus A B C#mC#mC#mC#mC#mC#mC#m you came into my life A B G#mG#mG#mG#mG#mG#mG#m with a box full of dynamite A B C#mC#mC#mC#mC#mC#mC#m our side-splitting aches had awakened the night Astc Astc Astc Astc hang me on a faulty noose Bstc Bstc C+stc C+stc and watch me slip away from it C#m C#m/Eb/E E F#m F#m G#G#G#G#G#G#G# aaaaaaaaaaaaaall verse: you bought cement and found the hole in the yard but you had no intention to fill it you paved it onto the graveyard you built a tomb for the sake of a gloomy child E E G B E E A G E E G B E E A G for the sake of a gloomy child chorus A B C#mC#mC#mC#mC#mC#mC#m you came into my life A B G#mG#mG#mG#mG#mG#mG#m with a box full of dynamite A B C#mC#mC#mC#mC#mC#mC#m our side-splitting aches had awakened the night Astc Astc Astc Astc hang me on a faulty noose Bstc Bstc C+stc C+stc and watch me slip away from it C#m C#m/Eb/E E F#m F#m G#G#G#G#G#G#G# aaaaaaaaaaaaaall but then, somehow switch the G#\'s into upbeats by trevor and after that everyone stops as jake goes like jake:775 thing tre\'em: 654 thing me: 997 and mike is just like ts ts ts ts ts ts ts ts t tss t tss t tss t tss thing then add bass drum q notes then a crescendo thing and just jam on that somehow and somehow end the song!
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  • Condoleeza Beans

    by weezerandrosierocks on May 08, 2006
    G|-------------------------5~----------------------------------------------------------| D|----6---5---3~-1------------------------------------------------------------------------| A|-----------------4-3-4-6---------------------------------------------------------------| E|--4---3---1---------------------------------------------------------------------------| then just bass and drums for verse verse sung in a questiony high voice have you considered killing it? it\'s taking up the oxygen left in our tanks have you thought about aging? do you even think it\'s a fact? add a riff chorus: fast (ending bass riff on the E sco) E E G G F F Bb Bb ein gedi ein gedi ein gedi ein gedi i\'ll explore ein gedi E E G G F F Bb Bb F F i\'ll find a creature with amazing plumage and exchange it for sparkly gifts C C C C sparkly gifts galore in my house under the floor E E G G/C#/ i see a rat in the kitchen C C C C sparkly rats galore in my floor under the house E E G G E E G G E E G G..... i see a gift in ein gedi.... solo con a or d shanp
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  • Frogs

    by weezerandrosierocks on May 08, 2006
    Bm Bm Am Am G G F#m F#m she slumped back eyelash to the sun he never made it happen she never made it fun their eyes grew hands and subsituted kindly they never felt the same when their hands were screaming red they fell under the grains and they started once again coro: C#m F# B G#m F# E B B G A Bm Bm A~ G~ F#~~ red is the shade of your rum it was shaded by the shade of nil frogs may come in quietly but never interrupt verse: he\'s got steel and she\'s got a hump they never wanted this they never wanted fun but fun is what they got they were slaves to the law they never felt the same when they grew a pair of legs they fell under the trees and began to slay again coro: C#m F# B G#m F# E B B G A Bm Bm A~ G~ F#~~ red is the shade of your rum it was shaded by the shade of nil frogs may come in quietly but never interrupt
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