Transcription by: Paul
Pfaffenberger extex@iamerica.net
Date: Tue, 21 Nov 1995
A D E
Ron and Nancy got the house but Sid and Nancy rule
A D E
I died eight years ago I=92m still a legend at my high school
A D E
I stole a Chevy and I wrapped it round a tree
A D E
But that=92s ok cause no one=92s gonna make the next century
A D E
I=92m up in heaven now,they say I=92m here to stay
A F#m
Where the clouds are really puffy and the angels sing every day
Bm E A F#m Bm E A F#m Bm E A F#m Bm E
Al le lu ia Al le lu ia Al le lu ia Ahh
(same as above)
The cafeteria's got everything, it's gonna drive me mad
Cause it looks just like this big Hawaiian party that my mother had
It's like the worst Elvis film I've ever seen
Technicolor luau all in Technicolor green
There's camping trips and donkey rides and singing round the fire
They signed me up for surfing but they can't get me in the choir
Alleluia Alleluia Alleluia
But there she was this morning getting fitted for her wings
Leather boots, magenta hair and saying nasty things
I'd say she was an angel but it's stupid and it's obvious
I said you'll hate it here caused we're the only ones like us
It's crypto-fascist mania, it's silicon deliria
Yeah she said, you're right, but I like the cafeteria
Hey God we're the bad kids, we're so nasty mean and vile
God looks like a guidance counselor, God's got that smile
God says how could this be, that's really odd
I'll guess I'll have to check my records,
Silly me you know I'm only God
Alleluia Alleluia Alleluia
The waves are always perfect and the sun will always shine
but there's got to be more to death than surfing all the time
I know the signs of self destruction so I try to stop each new kid
Don't be like me forever young, forever stupid
And yeah I found love here, but I bet you'll find it there
Where they don't always make the same joke, gee you make a heavenly pair
Alleluia Alleluia Alleluia
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Transcription by: Ron Greitzer <Rongrittz@aol.com>
Date: January 1998
The best way to play this is to play the G with a finger on the B string/third fret throughout the song). You'll leave it there for the D, naturally, but also leave it there for the A, to make it an Asus. So basically, the finger stays there for the whole song, although you'll use a different finger for the Bm. Also, when Dar does this live, she pretty much damps the strings with the heel of her right hand for the verses and plays it very choppy, then cuts loose and strums the choruses. If you've seen her live, you'll know what I mean. This is played open, no capo, if you want to play along with the CD. (D)Ron and Nancy got the house but (G)Sid and Nancy (A)rule I (D)died 8 years ago I'm still a (G)legend at my (A)high school (D)I stole a Chevy and I (G)wrapped it round a (A)tree But (D)that's OK cause no one's gonna (G)make the next (A)century (Bm)I'm up in heaven now they (G)say I'm here to (A)stay Where the (Bm)clouds are really puffy and the (G)angels (A)sing every (G)day A(A)lle(D)luia (G)A(A)lle(D)luia (G)A(A)lle(Bm)luia, (G)Wo-(A)oh . . . The cafe(D)teria's got everything it's (G)gonna drive me (A)mad Cause it (D)looks just like a big Hawaiian (G)party that my (A)mother had (D)It's like the worst Elvis (G)film I've ever (A)seen (D)Technicolor luau all on (G)technicolor (A)green There's (Bm)camping trips and donkey rides and (G)singing round the (A)fire And they (Bm)signed me up for surfing but they (G)can't get (A)me in the (G)choir A(A)lle(D)luia (G)A(A)lle(D)luia (G)A(A)lle(Bm)luia, (G)Wo-(A)oh . . . But (D)there she was this morning getting (G)fitted for her (A)wings (D)Leather boots magenta hair and (G)saying nasty (A)things I'd (D)say she was an angel but it's (G)stupid and it's (A)obvious (D)I said you'll hate it here cause (G)we're the only (A)ones like us It's (Bm)crypto-fascist mania it's (G)silicon de(A)liria (Bm)Yeah, she said, you're right, but I (G)like the cafe(A)teria (G)(A)(Bm) . . .(G)(A)(D) . . .(G)(A)(Bm) . . .(G)(A) . . . Hey (Bm)God we're the bad kids we're so (G)nasty mean and (A)vile (Bm)God looks like a guidance counselor (G)God's got that (A)smile (Bm)God says, how could this be, (G)that's really (A)odd I guess I'll (Bm)have to check my records, silly (G)me, you know, (A)I'm only (G)God . . . . . .(A)(D) . . .(G)(A)(D) . . .(G)(A)(Bm) . . .(G)(A) . . . (D)The waves are perfect and the (G)sun will always (A)shine But there's (D)got to be more to death than (G)surfing all the (A)time I know the (D)signs of self-destruction so I (G)try to stop each (A)new kid (D)Don't be like me, forever (G)young, forever (A)stupid (Bm)Yeah, I found love here but I'll (G)bet you'll find it (A)there Where they don't (Bm)always make the same joke (G)Gee you make a (A)heavenly (G)pair A(A)lle(D)luia (G)A(A)lle(D)luia (G)A(A)lle(Bm)luia (G)A(A)lle(Bm)luia (G)A(A)lle(D)luia (G)A(A)lle(D)luia (G)A(A)lle(D)luia (G)A(A)lle(Bm)luia (G)A(A)lle(Bm)luia (G)A(A)lle(D)luia (G)A(A)lle(Bm)luia (G)A(A)lle(G)lu(D)ia
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