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Verse:
-------0-------0--------0------
-------0-------0--------0------
-------3-------3--------3------
-------4-------4--------4------
-------2-------2--------2------
-------4-------2--------0------
Chorus
-------0------0------0------0------0------
-------0------0------0------0------0------
-------4------4------4------4------1------
-------4------4------4------4------2------
-------2------1------X------X------2------
-------X------X------4------2------0------
Bridge:
------0------0-------
------0------0-------
------1------3-------
------2------4-------
------2------4-------
------0------0-------
This is the bridge between the two choruses at the end of the
song. This part should be played softly.
Mean Mr. Mustard says he's bored of life in the district
Can't afford the French Quarter High, says it get old real quick
And he pales up next to me, scrawled on the pavement
It says son, time is all the luck you need
And if I say lucky then my tonuge'll stay tied
And I won't betray the things that I hide
There's not enough years underneath this belt
For me to admit the way that I felt
Mean Mr. Mustard says don't be the wave that crashes
From a sea of discontent, he says he's wrestled with that blanket
It leaves you cold and wet, anyway you stretch it
Divine apathy, the disease of my youth, watch that you don't catch it
I'm the wave that crashes, from
A sea that turns itself
Inside out every chance I get
See what it's like in hell, yeah e yeah
After trying to play along with the cd, I realized the above
version wasn't quite right. I caught them playing on Letterman
and saw the chords they used there, which also play perfect with
the cd. Here they are:
Chords:
G#m F#m E B
--4---0---0---2
--4---0---0---4
--4---3---3---4
--6---4---4---4
--6---2---2---2
--4---2---0---X
Verse:
G#m F#m E
Mean Mr. Mustard says he's bored of life in the district
G#m F#m E
Can't afford the French Quarter High, says it gets old real quick
G#m F#m E
And he pales up next to me, scrawled on the pavement
G#m F#m E
He says son, time is all the luck you need
Chorus
B B
And if I say lucky then my tongue'll stay tied
G#m F#m E
And I won't betray the things that I hide
B B
There's not enough years underneath this belt
G#m F#m E
For me to admit the way that I felt
Bridge:
F#m
Down the wave that crashes, from
E
A sea that turns itself
F#m
Inside out every chance I get
E
See what it's like in hell, yeah e yeah
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