From dfan@harmonixmusic.com Mon Apr 24 14:37:01 2000 Date: 24 Apr 2000 14:20:34 -0400 From: Dan Schmidt To: mamster@mamster.net Subject: Attractive Nuisance chords 720 TIMES HAPPIER THAN THE UNJUST MAN D5 F5 D5 F5 Bb5 Db5 any fight that he can win G C Twenty miles walking down El Camino G C I was starving for young people we know G C No one calls but to weigh in against us G C Em A No one comes but to be somewhere else on the next bus I forget who could hand out the birth rights I forget who could break up the cat fights I forget who adjusted our high chairs I forget who could talk us down out of our nightmares Am G D Am G D Seven hundred and twenty times happier than the unjust man Am G D G D Dream the heaven where women fight hand to hand F D Help the galley slave be all he can I can tell that the industry's ravaged I could steal gas and live like a savage Sell it off if it isn't a canned good Break the twelve-string acoustic to pieces for firewood I can tell that you'd cut through the chatter I can tell that the critics would scatter I can tell by intangible somethings I can tell by your preference of smart things to dumb things Carve a way for the greater good Lose the dogs at the river bank You were kissing the summer gods, hot and rank Choose your meal from our display tank D Eyes still adjusting I have nothing to look at you with F But the mood that I'm in D I fill my days with work because I am lazy F Bb The way a coward is hungry to get in any fight Db That he can win What to do now with Pallas Athena Sharing space with the vats of retsina What to do with two heros in one plot What to say to two Johnnies who showed up on one spot Something old better fall and die When you ride in on something new Am G D G D And that's the deal that's been made between death and you Am G D G D that's the deal that's been made between death and you F D ONE WILL BE THE HIGHWAY Bb5 A5 G 4x G Am C 2x Bm A5 G 4x Em F C Em F C G Bb5 A5 G Bb G Almost empty in the Fillmore Bb G Ten or twelve who know the band look like they'll stay F But I'll be on my way C G D Heading back to work and days and morning Almost grabbed you for a photo Sprawled and laughing with the beers on empty tables And who would not be able To see that here was something to believe in A Em A It's too late to be wanting anything C G Besides what has to be G D Too late not to see F#m G D That like any other it's a ride F#m G D A Bb5 A5 G And one will be the highway that it drops us off beside We forget the need for soldiers For the sadness when a soldier has to die The tearful parent's eye Bringing into focus what needs watching How unlikely we should be here Free to take the other's hand with little danger Or leave it for a stranger Uncemented by the fear of losing It's too late to be wanting anything Besides what has to be Too late not to see That like any other it's a ride And one will be the highway this as well lies dead beside SAVE YOUR MONEY E You were going past airport security Glowing with purity C G Well worth the fare that was paid for you Past a red neon sculpture you ride The conveyor belt sidewalk An old married couple is blocking you A E And since your jacket was bought new Then a girl in a similar jacket Is going to be back in an hour Just because she remembers you Songs you bought for your Walkman cassette Are what younger kids get As if they must know something that you don't know A E And every white courtesy phone A Has a call and the call is for you Bb E And if you picked it up it would say A D Save your money A D G C G What you want is going to be C G More than A D A D You have got in either pocket G C G C G Wait and see F#m B A Wait and see You could come into stock market gains And redraw the terrains That were still up for grabs in between the towns In your dream it looks gorgeous and violet And you are the pilot Who's suddenly turning the plane around And in your dream it's going down And there's just enough vapor To write in the sky On your way to the ground Save your money What you want is going to be More than You have got in either pocket Wait and see NICE WHEN I WANT SOMETHING A C G Spending nights on carpets A C G Like the new La Brea tar pits A C G A D Fell from grace with those who say who gets into bed Counting foreign hours Here like Francis Gary Powers Trying to face the charges with the face of regret Bb Db E And build new wealth systems based on cigarettes I'm polite when crumbling And I'm nice when I want something I don't make a move before I know who would see Pull my leash up tightly Get upset with me so rightly Something here is wrong, I'm all for saying it's me I'm all for looking nice for company D We don't smoke We don't even smoke A E F#m C F There isn't even a haze of good excuses in the room D We don't die We don't qualify A E F#m C D We let Osiris in Egypt drag our suitcase through the gloom We don't think this frozen Spite is what we would have chosen Circumstances pulled us from our nature as friends But this is home, this is where we spend weekends YEARS OF WRONG IMPRESSIONS Eb C F Bb Eb Design your life Bb Db To live as if you're in a movie Ab And after three hours Eb Bb Anyone is going to think Gb Db Gb Db It's gone on too long Eb You're wondering why Bb Db I talk to you as if you knew me Ab Eb But what would years of wrong impressions Bb Gb Db Gb Do besides distract you from Db Ab Eb What should have been me Bb F Ab Maybe we'd better leave the past alone Cm Bb F I've had lovers and connections of my own Db Ab Waiting to be overthrown By anyone Bb F Ab Do you truly believe it's all arranged Cm Bb F For us to get under Photoshop and change Db Ab For approval of a stranger? Bb Do you doubt me? Db Ab Bb You've only heard good things about me I'm wanting this To be New York and we are Nico And Jackson Browne, and With our tambourine and Folk guitar, no city's Hard enough To drive us into desperation Or make us doubt the strength We get from just each other Rolling off the factory floor Maybe we'd better leave the past alone I've had lovers and connections of my own Waiting to be overthrown By anyone Do you truly believe it's all arranged For us to get under Photoshop and change For approval of a stranger? Do you doubt me? You've only heard good things about me F Bb Gm C I really shouldn't tell my problems to a stranger F Bb Gm But now I'm hoping, since I've told you, Db Ab Bb There's still a chance to hold you Maybe we'd better leave the past alone I've had lovers and connections of my own Waiting to be overthrown By anyone Do you truly believe it's all arranged For us to get under Photoshop and change For approval of a stranger? Do you doubt me? You've only heard good things about me BLACKNESS, BLACKNESS G D A 4x G D Wildness, wildness A G Like a teenager's eyes D Could heart-struck A Mean that you would be Em A This careless Em A F#m C With one that's in your hands A Bm Em Oh baby I guess I just am A Bm Em Oh baby I guess I just am Kindness, kindness You know it suited you Like sunshine carried All around with you Could you be This glad it's turned to sham Oh baby I guess I just am Oh baby I guess I just am Bm B Oh baby I guess I just am A F#m C#m At any given waking hour D I can in some way A F#m Bm E Stand to see a living thing freeze A F#m C#m But when I'm trying to sleep there's an ardor D That I can't quite explain A F#m Bm C7 And all that it can say is please Blackness, blackness Don't you know it hurts The loudest sound is Hands on the backs of shirts Can you be So sure your wrong will stand Oh baby I guess I just am Oh baby I guess I just am Oh baby I guess I just am Oh baby I guess I just am Wildness, wildness Kindness, kindness Blackness, blackness BACKWARD CENTURY Tab for the opening riff (bottom three strings): 2--22--2----- 0--00--04542- -----------0- A E I used to want to get a- A E Away somewhere A E A E A E I used to live in a backward century A E I wish it was the future A E I wouldn't care A E A E A E About the fearsome effects of entropy F# B E B I look around and see only what's obsolete F# B E C#m F# B The early versions of things in redesign F# B E B Two Stanford students with lap-tops on Alma Street F# B E C#m F# B Are coming up with the world I want for mine D E Like Frankenstein My brain will be fed nice thoughts, and I won't care What goes on outside my ten foot bio-cube They'll hook me up all day in a dentist's chair Machines will suck out the drool with vacuum tubes I used to want it to do something bad to you As if it was going to show you decency I surely thought it would shake out what wasn't true F# B E C#m F# D Nothing would shake but beliefs and the leaves on the trees B E C#m The universal sign for do not disturb B E C#m The universal sign for do not disturb B E G D The universal sign for take your trouble outside onto the curb I used to want to get a- Away somewhere I used to live in a backward century I wish it was the future I wouldn't care About the fearsome effects of entropy I used to want it to do something bad to you As if it was going to show you decency I surely thought it would shake out what wasn't true And nothing shakes but beliefs and leaves on the trees A E A E Backward we're going backward we're going Backward we're going backward we're going Bye SOUL DC [The intro is not really amenable to chord reduction] A... G F I don't want anyone Em D A Drumming up support here G F I don't want capital Em D A Whispering in my ear C#m B I don't want anything E A Done because in your rough D B Neighborhood that was the only E Language they'd understand G A G She plays the drums in a band A She vibrates my bones E G D A Soul D.C. fascinating me G F Overnight industry C Plastic integrity D A Willful obscurity I don't want anything Changing my position I don't want anyone Being my physician I don't want anything I know on a Georgetown street She can find the antiques By the curvature of the land She plays the drums in a band She vibrates my bones Soul D.C. fascinating me Overnight industry Plastic integrity Willful obscurity THE APPRENTICE Em Bm Gmaj7 Ab G Ab G C Eb G We all have our little privacies F C death-defying entanglements Eb G F vice, virtue and the other thing C Eb G F C Eb G F slipping silently between the body and the mind Ab G C Eb and then I lay it all on the apprentice Ab G he can take it Em Bm he don't really know me at all Gmaj7 Ab G Ab G but I taught him how to fake it, taught him how to fake it C Eb Ab G Ab G yeah And in the morning I can have him next to me in a foreign pose in the evening I can sweep the whole mess away like a shopkeeper itching to close and then I lay it all on the apprentice he can take it he don't really know me at all but I taught him how to fake it, taught him how to fake it yeah G/D G C the flicking tongue of indecency G/D G C on the limp fingers of integrity Eb pulling the short hairs of a guilty conscience D C Eb G F C Eb G F into the void of lovesick reciprocity Each match lit burns like guilt each curtain drawn strangles our will I shudder to believe anything will stop this endless stretch of flag-waving and chronic misbehaving and then I lay it all on the apprentice he can take it he don't really know me at all but I taught him how to fake it and then I lay it all on the apprentice he can take it he don't really know me at all but I taught him how to fake it, I taught him how to fake it, I taught him how to fake it and I should know how to fake it now NO ONE'S WATCHING MY LIMO RIDE A... A G A There you are where I could meet you G A I could almost have you G E I could almost pick you off the menu Pour the champagne in the glove box Work the power door locks How much of what we wanted makes us happy? D Am No one's watching my limo ride D G Am I cruising too slow? F#m E I don't know Drive anywhere the road goes See the lighted windows Lives as if in dreams, I should have lived one Just as every night we spend here Getting cabin fever Looks secure and wonderful to someone The only world that I know is the One where I don't get you What's to do? Bm D Look out, she might want a word with you A G A G And oh that wouldn't do, oh that wouldn't do Bm D Look out, she might think the world of you A G A G And oh that wouldn't do, oh that wouldn't do B D E B D E B D E Staying up until the sun shines Lighting up the fault lines Marching in like women's liberation Then it was good and it was okay To insist on getting our way And the governmental cash was flowing freely Now no one's watching my limo ride San Mateo's asleep I'm in deep A... B Look out MOTION OF ARIEL G7sus4 Fmaj7 D Em I can say what I want to say C Am I don't know if there will be time D Em Thought I spoke the unchangeable C Am Now I've seen it turn on a dime Em F We forget someone giving us confidence C G D When we were naive G C Am Since it's mainly the confidence it took to leave I can say what I want to say Still I know you're going to suspect All my reasons for speaking up Long before the words have effect Should I smile as you're standing apart, As you make yourself a name Or say that's how I think we all End up the same? G7 D5 I don't know what the radio wants when the radio taunts G7 D5 I don't know what the radio wants when the radio taunts F Won't say where it's going Just that it's our last chance not to be left behind A G/B D I don't know what walls to climb Am My little one F C Em G D To get away from the range of their high citadel A G/B D I don't know what songs keep time Am My little one F C Am D So I will sing to the motion of Ariel I can say what I want to say I forget why I think it's true Once the proof sounded obvious Now it's seeming out of the blue I could dole out the war-room advice To the joint chiefs, cool and calm I could ride my intentions like Slim on the bomb G7sus4... Fmaj7 G7sus4 Fmaj7 G7sus4 Fmaj7 I don't know what walls to climb My little one To get away from the range of their high citadel I don't know what songs keep time My little one F C Am So I will sing to the motion it's going to take D To set you free Ariel -- Dan Schmidt | http://www.dfan.org