Book Club - The Arkells from "Michigan Left"
Intro:
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Verse:
"I was headin to the bus stop..."
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Pre-Chorus
(chords are the same as verse chords during first time around, after that its these,
lead riff still plays on all of them)
"Then We hum along..."
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Gtr2 to chorus...
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Chorus:
Piano: E Abm
"Then You give me one, Another you just finished"
C#m C#m B
"Your my library, always open for business"
(ooo ooo oooooooh hooo)
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"Line after line...."
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[ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/t/the-arkells/311636.html ]
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Bridge:
Piano: B C#m
Abm F# E
(ooo ooo oooooooh hooo)
B C#m
"Then You Give me on another you just finished"
B C#m
"You never show it, your just sittin with it"
(just vocals)
"But I know the score and your killin it"
END CHORUS:
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"To some white shoes, or a blue collar...."
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"To some white shoes, or a blue collar...."
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Lyrics:
I was heading to the bus stop Matty
You were reading in your room, holed up all day
You picked me up in a brand new Audi
And said "she bought it for herself on mother's day".
Then we hum along to some familiar tune
"I like women and songs", you said "it's from volume two".
Then you give me one, another you just finished.
You're my library, always open for business.
You never show it, you're just sitting with it.
But I know the score, and you're killin it.
Line after line, when you're taking it in.
Time after time, when you try to fit in to some white shoes or a blue
Collar
We listened to your choice for the first 10 seconds
I turned the dial and it turned your expression,
I said "now haven't you learned your last lesson?"
I try to understand but I just don't get it.
Then we hum along all from memory,
"I like women and songs", you said "it's from volume three".
Take me to the bus stop Matty, drive me back to Hamilton.
You talk about your step dad funny, you sound just like your father's son.
In '98 he liberated every latin rhythm.
He never used to play it cause she could never stand to listen.
