tab by matt morrow , pattynet . net
ggdgbd
capo ii
( transcribed from an acoustic performance at calvin college on 4 – 14 – 00 )
G : 000000
D/G : 004030
C/G : 002010
Em : 999900
D : 777700
C : 555500
verse pattern :
D/G C/G G
– – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – |
– – 3 – 3 – 3 – 3 – – 1 – 1 – 1 – 1 – – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – |
– – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – |
– – 4 – 4 – 4 – 4 – – 2 – 2 – 2 – 2 – – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – |
– – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 5 – 5 – 5 – 4 – – |
– – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 5 – 5 – 5 – 4 – – |
anyone remember tony . . . . . . . . etc .
D/G C/G G
does anyone remember tony?
D/G C/G G
he was a quiet boy , a little overweight , he had breasts like a girl
D/G C/G G
when i wasn’t too busy feeling lonely
D/G C/G G D/G C/G G
i’d stare over his shoulder at a map of the world
D/G C/G G
he always finished all his homework
D/G C/G G
raised his hand in homeroom
D/G C/G G
for the morning attendance
D/G C/G G
and to pledge allegiance to the gloom
Em D C G
hey tony , what’s so good about dying
Em D C G
i think i might do a little dying today
Em D C G
looked in the mirror saw that little faggot staring back at him
Em D C G
pulled out a gun and blew himself away
i hated every day of high school
funny , i guess you did too
funny how i never knew
there i was sitting right behind you
they wrote it in the local rag
death comes to the local fag
i guess you finally stopped believing that any hope would ever find you
i knew that story , i was sitting right behind you
hey tony , what’s so good about dying?
i think i might do a little dying today
he looked in the mirror , saw that little faggot staring back at him
pulled out a gun , and blew himself away
tab by matt morrow , pattynet . net
ggdgbd
capo ii
( transcribed from an acoustic performance at calvin college on 4 – 14 – 00 )
G : 000000
D/G : 004030
C/G : 002010
Em : 999900
D : 777700
C : 555500
verse pattern :
D/G C/G G
– – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – |
– – 3 – 3 – 3 – 3 – – 1 – 1 – 1 – 1 – – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – |
– – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – |
– – 4 – 4 – 4 – 4 – – 2 – 2 – 2 – 2 – – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – |
– – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 5 – 5 – 5 – 4 – – |
– – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – – 0 – 0 – 0 – 0 – – 5 – 5 – 5 – 4 – – |
anyone remember tony . . . . . . . . etc .
D/G C/G G
does anyone remember tony?
D/G C/G G
he was a quiet boy , a little overweight , he had breasts like a girl
D/G C/G G
when i wasn’t too busy feeling lonely
D/G C/G G D/G C/G G
i’d stare over his shoulder at a map of the world
D/G C/G G
he always finished all his homework
D/G C/G G
raised his hand in homeroom
D/G C/G G
for the morning attendance
D/G C/G G
and to pledge allegiance to the gloom
Em D C G
hey tony , what’s so good about dying
Em D C G
i think i might do a little dying today
Em D C G
looked in the mirror saw that little faggot staring back at him
Em D C G
pulled out a gun and blew himself away
i hated every day of high school
funny , i guess you did too
funny how i never knew
there i was sitting right behind you
they wrote it in the local rag
death comes to the local fag
i guess you finally stopped believing that any hope would ever find you
i knew that story , i was sitting right behind you
hey tony , what’s so good about dying?
i think i might do a little dying today
he looked in the mirror , saw that little faggot staring back at him
pulled out a gun , and blew himself away
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