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Im a busy man, but here are the updates.. 1. Updated homepage, with a news script and links around the site. 2. Updated lyrics section 3. Currently updating tabs section 4. Added link to our partner site, www.foofighters.ws There's loads on the list to do yet. We are looking for.. 1. With the lights out lyrics and tabs 2. Update on the FAQ section 3. Full band member biographies 4. Cover bands to get in touch Can anyone help?
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disc one of the WTLO. i got the lyrics from www.nirvana-music.com , but i mean... format it how you need or w/e and the lyrics are supposedly 99% accurate or something.
Heartbreaker Hey fellas, have you heard the news? You know that Annie’s back in town? It won’t take long just watch and see How the fellas lay their money down Her style is new but the face is the same As it was so long ago But from her eyes.... Anorexorcist Look your legs are ashes Charred into a special Don't make noise, you' break Your legs are eyes and all You're right I was your incompetant Man just read the furies Special time but you can't Make too much of him Gray Ahhhh Ohhhh I was yours and closer Your were them in New York Got me in, to enter See your legs are in your legs I was your end dancer More than all I wish you Got me under with the Nice, nice, nice religious man Ahhhh Ohhhh White Lace and Strange That is the way you want it You wanted it to be the way you like it I`m no lover We wanted you to see it the way you wanted It's all right I could be crazy But I could be human I never wanted to open your eyes I could be crazy but I could be human I never wanted to I`m no lover You wanted to be living up in the air, yeah I`m no lover But please let go of the human That`s me Help Me, I'm Hungry "That's it" Until my tensions Feed me, I'm fucking hungry Degrade me I want my gun back Like the fucking resume Experience credentials Experience the process People freaking every day White lights Sitting inside And you get sicker than another little pecker Than a Blasphemy Hold me, I'm so pathetic And study, all the sudden Baby, suddenly find her Daddy, exploring only Like the fucking resume Experience potentials Experience the process People freaking every day White lights Sitting inside And you get sicker than another little pecker Burn me It's to potentially grade me I'm fucking hungry Feed me, the wells of comfort Exzume me I want my complex back A wicked man Picked off the scabs and fed them To the pigeons Help him, he is so cornered Kill him, your mercy whore will Lights are fucking around with me Experience potentials Experience the process People freaking every day White lights Really inside And you get sicker than ahhhhhhh Help me, fucking hoses Help me, until my tensions Graise me, I'm really hungry To gravy, I want my complex back "Thank you and, good night" Mrs. Butterworth Your life is shit Shit Your life is over Bull Your life is mine Cry Your life is hell Hell I'm gonna die Dying with you just I'm going to die To wear my libido I'm gonna try To find it with you just I'm gonna try Do what they say Your life is shit Shit Your life is strange And insane Your life is not the size of crap Your life is now Now I'm gonna die Dying with you just I'm going to hell Without my libido I'm gonna try To find it with you just I'm going to hell Without my libido I'm gonna die Dying with you just I'm going to hell Without my libido I'm gonna try To find it with you just I'm gonna die Do what they say Your life is shit "I'm gonna open myself up a flea market I'm gonna open myself up a flea market And you're gonna wish that you did And retire on the profits First off I'm gonna empty out all of my Mrs. Butterworth jars And I'm gonna put 'em on a shelf with my 800 dollar a month tax free Century 21 shop And then I am going to put my Mrs. Butterworth syrup jars on the shelf Next to all the commemorative fast food chain glasses and cups I've accumulated over the past 62 years Then I'm going to get some plywood I'm going to get some plywood and cut them up into two by two piece squares Then I'm going to get some burlap and I'm going to cut them into two by two piece squares and then I'm going to put them onto the pieces of plywood And then I'm going to go to the beach I'm going to go to the beach and I'm gonna collect some shells and driftwood And then I'm going to take the shells and driftwood and glue them onto the plywood and burlap And sell em for lots of money People will be paying top dollar for my kids new used new toys and clothing Then maybe someday I can get rid of that piss stained mattress I've been sleeping on..." If You Must I can read, I can write I can breed, proven plight Nurse my greed, crease infold Is it me, or my ego Write some words, make them rhyme Thesis or story line Set the mood, something new Is it me, or my attitude If you want to put off an image The extremes, the extremes Act it out Practicing Perfecting Pressuring Onto me I will wade in the fire To explain your asylum Idle times, analyzing We'll compare all our sightings You must I speak to hear my voice Pen Cap Chew *gulp gulp* Oh, lesser God Oh You get, you get, you get, you get to me Holy is the time its such an easy way to go You get you get you get you get to be Hide the struggle in the skin under a fingernail Oh, lesser God Oh Oh, your lonely Waste your time by saving worthless gullables Kill a politician and then wear his clothes This decade is the age of re-hashing Protest and then go to jail for trespassing Throw me inside Oh Downer Portray sincerity Act out of loyalty Defend your free country Wish away pain Hand out lobotomies To save little families Surrealistic fantasy Bland boring plain Hold me now in restitution Living out your date with fusion In our whole fleece shun in bastard Don't feel guilty, master writing Somebody said that they're not much like I am I know I can Make enough up the words You go along I sing then some Sickening pessimist hypocrite master Conservative communist apocalyptic bastard Thank you dear God for putting me on this Earth I feel very privileged in debt for my thirst Downer Portray sincerity Act out of loyalty Defend your free country Wish away pain Hand out lobotomies To save little families Surrealistic fantasy Bland boring plain Hold me now in restitution Living out your date with fusion In our whole fleece shun in bastard Don't feel guilty, master writing Somebody said that they're not much like I am I know I can Make enough up the words You go along I sing then some Sickening pessimist hypocrite master Conservative communist apocalyptic bastard Thank you dear God for putting me on this Earth I feel very privileged in debt for my thirst Floyd The Barber Bell on door clanks come on in Floyd observes my hairy chin Sit down chair don't be afraid Steamed hot towel on my face I was shaved I was shamed I was shaved Barney ties me to the chair I can't see, I'm really scared Floyd breathes hard, I hear a zip Pee-pee pressed against my lips I was shaved I was shamed I was shaved I sense others in the room Opey Aunt Bea I presume They take turns and cut me up I died smothered in Andy's butt I was shamed I was shamed I was shaved Raunchola This is a hard, cold beat You can go dance if you like You won't get in trouble And the tea has some spice You wanna know it hits ya You can make, have some fun Watching them make you away Up on the wall you won't Aaaaah What's in the wait, your waiter We only ate your garnish I ordered spam and rice In this to say you're fired We dance on the table tops We only had your daughter We ordered too many cocktails What's in the way you love Beans "I don't like you And I'm gonna beat you up No! No! No! No! No John! I'm telling my mom! Aaahh beating..." Beans, beans, beans Jessie ate some beans He was happy, happy, happy That he ate some beans Sitting naked, naked Sitting cross-legged Naked, naked, naked And he was happy, happy, happy That he ate some beans Wine, wine, wine Jessie had some wine He was happy, happy, happy That he ate some wine Beans, beans, beans Jessie ate some beans And he drank some wine And he was happy, happy, happy That he drank some beans Don't Want It All To hope is admittance Feed before beginning Double-sided cynics Reflected image Don't be so selfish Leave in me this Follow it far To find where you are You haven't grown Go on alone Never finished his sentence Remained in seclusion For the next few days The family circle noose He had removed us All the styles of heresy Finally he appeared unexpectedly Looking for company Clean Up Before She Comes Clean up before she comes Living in a dusty town Something in her eyes Must be the smoke from my lungs Something in her eyes Must be the smoke from my lungs I must be getting old I must be getting older I'm starting to eat my vegetables Something in her eyes Must be the smoke from my lungs Something in her eyes Must be the smoke from my lungs Clean up the dusty town Living in a dusty town Clean up before she comes Living in a dusty town I'm starting to eat my vegetables Polly Polly wants a cracker She'd like me to get off her first Maybe she wants some water To put out the blow torch Isn't me Have some seed Let me clip Dirty wings Let's take a ride Cut yourself You want some help To please myself Polly wants a cracker Maybe she would like some food She asked me to untie her A chase would be a nice for a few Isn't me Have some seed Let me clip Dirty wings Let me take a ride Cut yourself You want some help To please myself Isn't me Have some seed Let me clip Dirty wings Take a ride Cut yourself You want some help Please myself Polly says Polly says her back hurts She's just as bored as me She caught me off my guard It amazes me, the will of instinct Isn't me Have some seed Let me clip Dirty wings Let's take a ride Cut yourself You want some help To please myself Got some rope Some dope Promise you Heaven pew Something mean Not too mean Something with Magazine Not too real It's not too fake Keep your eyes See the same Cause in my seam Miss marine Uhhhh About A Girl Ohhh I do Don't pin a note to me I do promise to agree I do live in constant fear I do wonder why I'm here And if you say I'm right You'll hang me out to dry But I can't see you every night Free I do Don't wash my face again I do away from all my friends I do have a breath in you I do can't see if we move And if you say I'm right I'll hang you out to dry But I can't see you every night Free I do Blandest You're my favorite Of my saviours You're my favorite Who knows Yes you're my favorite Of my favors You're my razor Oh no Hey! And the situation wasn't quite As intense as I thought I need you around To remind me what not to become Calm, calm, calm Dive Pick me, pick me yeah Let along the signal At ease, at least, yeah Everyone is hollow At last, at last, yeah Everyone is playing Pick me, pick me yeah You can even mellow Hey Dive Dive Dive Dive in me Nothing new Kiss this, kiss that yeah Let along the signal At ease at least, yeah I will even swallow Pick me - pick me yeah Let along the signal At ease at least, yeah You could eat my mellow Hey Dive Dive Dive Dive in me Nothing new They Hung Him On A Cross They hung him on a cross They hung him on a cross for me One day when I lost They hung him on a cross They hung him on a cross for me They whooped him up the hill They whooped him up the hill for me One day when I lost They hung him on a cross They whooped him up the hill for me They never said among them would They never said among them would for me One day when I lost They hung him on a cross They hung him on a cross for me They bit him in the side They bit him in the side for me One day when I lost They hung him on a cross They hung him on a cross for me They hung his head and died We hung his head and died for me One day when I lost They hung him on a cross They hung him on a cross for me Grey Goose -instrumental- Ain't It A Shame Ain't it a shame to go fishin on a Sunday Ain't it a shame Ain't it a shame to go fishin on a Sunday When you got Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Oh, Thursday, Friday, Saturday Ain't it a shame Ain't it a shame to have a drink on Sunday Ain't it a shame Ain't it a shame to have a drink on Sunday When you got Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Oh, Thursday, Friday, Saturday Ain't it a shame Ain't it a shame to beat your wife on Sunday Ain't it a shame Ain't it a shame to beat your wife on Sunday When you got Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Oh, Thursday, Friday, Saturday Ain't it a shame Token Eastern Song I'm not gonna make it through Something else is something new I'm not gonna make it dream Suicide is something mean I'm not gonna make it through It's something else, it's something new I'm not gonna make it through It's something else, it's something new Hold it in your gut I'm not gonna make it through Something else is something new I'm not gonna make it scream Suicide is something mean I'm not gonna make it through Something else, it's something new I'm not gonna make it dream In this house it's something mean Hold it in your gut Even In His Youth Even in his youth He was nothing Kept his body clean He was nowhere Killed the family name Daddy was ashamed He was nothing Even in his youth He was nowhere The thief is born before your through Must be more than you could chew I've got nothing left to do If you wait you wanted you Oh ah yeah Even in his youth He was nothing Kept his body clean He was nowhere Killed the family name Daddy was ashamed He was nothing Even in his youth He was nowhere The thief is born before your through Must be more than you could chew I've got nothing left to do If you know you wanted you Oh oh yeah I've got more of you through This much more than you could do If you leave before you need I've got nothing left to see Oh oh yeah Even in his youth Yeah, yeah Polly Polly wants a cracker She'd like me to get off her first Maybe she wants some water To put out the blow torch Isn't me Have some seed Let me clip Dirty wings Let me take a ride Cut yourself Want some help To please myself Got some rope Haven't told Promise you Have been true Polly wants a cracker Maybe she would like some food She asked me to untie her A chase would be nice for a few Isn't me Have some seed Let me clip Dirty wings Let me take a ride Cut yourself You want some help To please myself Got some rope Haven't told Promise you Have been true Let me take a ride Cut yourself You want some help To please myself Polly says her back hurts She's just as bored as me She caught me off my guard Amazes me, the will of instinct Isn't me Haven't seen Let me clip Dirty wings Let me take a ride Cut yourself You want some help Please myself Got some rope Haven't told Promise you Heave been true Let me take a ride Cut yourself You want some help Please myself
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Seasons in the sun tabs(100% correct)
Tuning: Standard INTRO: e|---------------------------------------------------------------- B|---------------------------------------------------------------- G|--------- 6------------- 6------------------------------------- D|--------- 6------------- 6-------------------------------------- A|--3-3/4--4----- 3-3/4 4-------------------------------------- E|----------------------------------------------------------------- | VERSE/CHORUS: e|----------------------------------------------------------------------- B|--------6---------------6---------------8---------------8------------ G|------6----6---6------6----6---6------8----8---8------8----8---8- D|----6--------6------6--------6------8--------8------8--------8----- A|--4---------------4---------------6---------------6------------------ E|---------------------------------------------------------------------- e|----------------------------------------------------------------------- B|--------6---------------6---------------8---------------8------------ G|------6----6---6------6----6---6------8----8---8------8----8---8-- D|----6--------6------6--------6------8--------8------8--------8------ A|--4---------------4---------------6---------------6------------------ E|----------------------------------------------------------------------- OUTRO: e|---------------- B|--------------- G|--6----7------ D|--6----7------ A|--4----5------- E|---------------- / slide up |
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Im working on the rest. Not all songs are completed ex. If you must, white lace and strange, and pen cap chew.
But they'll be done by the begining of Feburary. Im doing this all by ear so give me a break. Heartbreaker Tuning: Standard dropped 1 full step P=pull-off b=Bend x=muted Verse Riff A I-------------------------------I I-------------------------------I I-------------------------------I I-----1-2-3-----------1-2-3---I I-0-3---------0-0-0-3---------I I----------b3--------------b3--I Verse Riff B I-----------------------------------I I-----------------------------------I I-----1-2-3-----------1-2-3-------I I-0-3---------0-0-0-3-------------I I----------b3---------------b3-p0-I I------------------------------------I NOTE: The pulled off open ‘A’ at the end of the Verse Riff B, is the open ‘A’ at the beginning of The Verse Riff A. Chorus- I----------------------------------------I I-----------------------------------------I I-2--2-2-xxx5--5-2--2-2-xxx5-xxx5-I I-2--2-2-xxx5--5-2--2-2-xxx5-xxx5-I I-0--0-0-xxx3--3-0--0-0-xxx3-xxx3-I I-----------------------------------------I SOLO: I don know and I don’t care, just play around it’s going to sound better than that garbage. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Anorexorcist Drop-D X=mute b=bend pm=palm mute Intro/Verse I----------------------------------------I I---------------------------------------I I---------------------------------------I I-3-2-0-3-2-0-3-2-0-3-2-0-3-2-0-0-I I-3-2-0-3-2-0-3-2-0-3-2-0-3-2-0-0-I I-3-2-0-3-2-0-3-2-0-3-2-0-3-2-0-0-I ________pm_____________________ Intro/Verse ending The ending is the same as the Verse/intro just with open chords instead of muted chords. Pre-Chorus I------------------------------------------------I I------------------------------------------------I I------------------------------------------------I I-----2-4-4-4-b4-b4-b4-2-4-2-4--2-4-------I I-2-4------------------------------------2-4-0-I I------------------------------------------------I NOTE: The bends may not be in correct places Because each time he puts them in different spots, But this is how I do it and it sounds fine. Pre-Chorus variation I-------------------------------------I I-------------------------------------I Those ‘~’ are a wah, ortrembolo I-----2-4~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I pedal. I-2-4--------------------------------I I-------------------------------------I I--------------------------------------I Chorus I--------------------------------------------------------------I I--------------------------------------------------------------I I---------4----4-4-4--4--------------------------------------I I-0-2-3--4----4-4-4--4-0-2-3----4-4-4-2-2-2-3-2-0------I I-0-2-3--2----2-2-2--2-0-2-3----2-2-2-0-0-0-3-2-0------I I-0-2-3------------------0-2-3-------------------3-2-0-----I ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- White Lace and Strange Tuning: Standard UP a half step. h=hammer-on p=pull-off Verse I-------------------------------------------I I-------------------------------------------I I-------------------------------------------I I-------------------------------------------I I-7-7-7-----------5h7p5h7p5h7p5h7p5-I I-0-0-0-4-5-6-7-0------------------------I Chorus I----------------------------------------------------------I I----------------------------------------------------------I I----------------------------------------------------------I I-99-0-9-0-9-0-----------------99-0-9-0-9-0-----------I I-77-0-7-0-7-0-99-0-9-0-9-0-77-0-7-0-7-09999999-I I-----------------77-0-7-0-7-0----------------7777777-I Solo Ummmmm... Sorry I don’t know itJ. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Help Me I’m Hungry No guitar in this song. L ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mrs.Buttersworth Tuning: Standard dropped a full step Verse I-----------------------I I-----------------------I I-----------------------I I----------------8------I I----------------8------I I-0-0-5-6-0-0-6-------I Chorus I------------------------------------------------------I I------------------------------------------------------I I------------------------------------------------------I I------------------------------------------------------I I-8-8-8-8-8-10101010106-6-6-6-6-8-8-8-8-8-8-I I-6-6-6-6-6-8-8-8-8-8-8-4-4-4-4-4-6-6-6-6-6-6-I I-------------------------------------------------I I-------------------------------------------------I I-------------------------------------------------I I-------------------------------------------------I I-8-8-8-8-81010101010-6-6-6-6-6-9-9-9-8-I I-6-6-6-6-6-8-8-8-8-8---4-4-4-4-4-7-7-7-6---I Bridge No guitar on the bridge. Just the bass playing the verse riff. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- If You Must Tuning: Standard a half step down Intro/Verse(Verse Has no build up.) Build up 1st time the rest of the intro/verse I------I I-------------I -I------------I I------I I-----------2-I I--------2---I I------I I---------1-1-I I-2-----1-1-I I------I I---2-2-1 ----I I---2-1-----I I-6-66-I I-0-----------I I-0----------I I-4-44-I I-------------I I------------I Chorus Riff I--- I--- I-2- I-2- I-0- I--- Keep strumming Chorus Am----Em keep playing those chords post chorus I--------------------------------I I--------------------------------I I--------------------------------I I---------6-6-6-6-6-6-6-3---3-I I----4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-3---3-I I--------------------------1---1-I Bridge I-----------I I-----------I I-----------I I---8-9-10-I I---6-9-10-I I------7-8-I Pen Cap Chew Tuning: Standard a full step down b=bend s=slide pm=palm mute r=release bend Intro 3rd play of intro 5th play of intro I------------I I--------------------I I------------------------I I------------I I--------------------I I------------------------I I------------I I--------------------I I------------------------I I------------I I--------------------I I------------------------I I------------I I-----------b4-5-r4I I---------------b5---4r--I I-0-0-0-0-3I I-0-0-0-0----------I I-0-0-0-0---------------I ___pm_ __pm__ __pm_ Verse Riff I------------I I------------I I------------I I------------I I------------I I-0-0-0-0-3I ____pm___ post chorus riff I--------------I I--------------I I--------------I I--------------I I--0-0-0-0-5-I I--0-0-0-0-3-I Chorus Riff A I-------------------------------------------------------------------I I-------------------------------------------------------------------I I-------------------------------------------------------------------I I-4--4-4-2--2-2---------2--2-2--------------------7-7-7-9-9-9-I I-2--2-2-0--0-0-4--4-4-0--0-0-2--2-2-5--5-5----5-5-5-7-7-7-I I-----------------2--2-2----------0--0-0-3--3-3------------------I Chorus Riff B I-----------------------I I-----------------------I I-4---4-4-xx-7-xx-9-I I-4---4-4-xx-7-xx-9-I I-2---2-2-xx-5-xx-7-I I----------------------I |
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