LEMONHEADS - SHAME ABOUT RAY TABS 3

From: u8915431@qub.ac.uk (Tony Bowden) Subject: PRO: Lemonheads : Shame about Ray [album] i make to claims to any of these - i just compiled it. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ********* * Songs * ********* Rockin Stroll [missing] Confetti It's a shame about Ray Rudderless [missing] My Drug Buddy The Turnpike Down [missing] Bit part Alison's starting to Happen Hannah & Gabi Kitchen [missing] Ceiling fan in my Spoon [missing] Frank Mills Mrs Robinson ------------------------------------------------------------------- Title: Rockin Stroll She takes me on a rocking stroll If you won't wave guess I won't know As by I roll I hope you'll throw a smile at me Cause this here pram is all I've known Won't be walking till I've grown All I've been shown is everything I want to see People's knees Trunks of trees Smile at me Looking upward to the sky Moving forward all the time The sidewalk lines gdunk gdunk gdunk gdai If it's warm in here is it cold down there Around out where I can only stare I'm still aware of little but I'm gonna try Title: Confetti

^DHe kinda shoulda ^Gsorta woulda ^Aloved her if he ^Acoulda. ^DThis story's ^Ggetting very near ^Athe end. ^A ^DHe kinda shoulda ^Gsorta woulda ^Aloved her if he ^Acoulda. ^D(But) He'd rather ^Gbe alone than p^Aretend.^A

^GShe wanted him to love her but he didn't.^A ^GHe took to the woods and wandered in it.^A ^GWalked along and on until they couldn't.^A ^GStoned himself to tell her that he wouldn't^A

^D ^A ^B ^G ^E ^E ^A ^A [x2] She wanted him to love her but he didn't. He took to the woods and wandered in it. He walked along and on 'til his legs couldn't. Stole her voice to tell her that he wouldn't. ^D ^A ^B ^G ^E ^E ^A ^A [x2] ^G ^G ^A ^A ^G ^G ^A ^A [x2]

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^AI've never ^Ebeen too good with ^Dnames. ^AThe cellar ^Edoor was open, ^GI could never ^D/F#stay away. ^AI know it's ^Eprobably not my ^Dplace. ^AIt's either ^Eor I'm hopin' ^Gfor a simple ^D/F#way of sayin'...

^AIt's a ^Eshame about ^DRay. ^AIn the ^Estone under the ^Gdust his name is ^D/F#still engraved. ^ASome things ^Eneed to go aw^Day. ^AIt's a ^Eshame about ^GRay. ^D/F# [riff]

If I make it through today, I'll know tomorrow not to put my feelings out on display. I'll put the cobwebs back in place. I've never been to good with names, but I remember faces. Title: Rudderless Waiting for something to break Left my heart out to bake Nothing there in my glass Wasn't never made to last Hope in my past All the way down to the lake Found the lake was wet How much more could I take' Better yet Walked back home to my place Tired of getting high Guess I don't wanna die Hope in my past Waiting for something to break Left my heart out to bake Slipped my mind that I could use my brain I'll stay up all night and crash on the plane A ship without a rudder is like a ship without a rudder is like a ship without a rudder Title: My Drug Buddy

^FShe's coming ^Gmover ^DmWe'll go out ^Bbwalking ^Fand make a ^Gmcall on the way ^Dm ^Bb

She's in the phone booth now I'm looking in There comes a smile on her face Still got some of the same stuff we got yesterday Still got some of the same stuff we got yesterday, yeah I'm too much with myself I want to be someone else I'm too much with myself I want to be someone else I'm too much with myself I want to be someone else So we take off at Fiona's door Walkin' till its light outside Like before when we were on the phone We have to laugh to look at each other We have to laugh because we're not alone As the cars fly up King St. It's enough to startle us It's enough to startle us I love my drug buddy My drug, my drug buddy I love my drug buddy My drug, my drug buddy Title: The Turnpike Down I'm lost and the see-through Pane always needs a bath Between a want and a need to Butterscotch streetlamps mark my path My country was of thee Now why'd you have to leave How'd this come to have to pass Butterscotch streetlamps mark my path Mark my path Mark my path down Title: Bit Part E|--------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------| B|--------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------| G|----9---|---7---|---5---|-------|---5---|---7---|-------| D|----9---|---7---|---5---|---5---|---5---|---7---|---9---| A|----7---|---5---|---3---|---5---|---3---|---5---|---9---| E|--------|-------|-------|---3---|-------|-------|---7---| E|--------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------| B|--------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------|-------| G|---5----|-------|-------|---9---|---5---|---7---|-------| D|---5----|---5---|---7---|---9---|---5---|---7---|---9---| A|---3----|---5---|---7---|---7---|---3---|---5---|---9---| E|--------|---3---|---5---|-------|-------|-------|---7---|

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^GI want a bit part in your ^Emlife ^GA walk-on would be ^Emfine ^GI just want a bit part in your ^Emlife ^G(A bit part in your ^Emlife)

I want a bit part in your life Rehearsing all the time I just want a bit part in your life (A bit part in your life)

^CLittle more than a ^D/F#cameo ^CNothing traumatic w^D/F#hen I go

Litle more than a stand-in I won't need reprimanding Title: Allison's Starting To Happen

She'd shake it ^Gup Was ^Dhard to make out ^CNow it's plain to ^Gsee. I couldn't ^Gcook to save my^Aself found my ^Clife a reci^Dpe. I never ^Glooked at her this ^Dway before but ^Cmnow she's all I see... ^EmAllison's starting to ^Dhappen ^CAllison's starting to ^Emhappen ^EmAllison's starting to ^Dhappen to ^Cme

I'm so ^Gmezmerized I ^Dcan't describe it ^DAll that inside ^Ghate No one ^Gknows her last name; ^AI didn't ask so ^CWho am I to ^Dblame ^GEarthquakes started ^Dforming under^Cmneath my feet today... ^EmAllison's starting to ^Dhappen ^CAllison's starting to ^Emhappen ^EmAllison's starting to ^Dhappen to ^Cme... ^F ^G [x4]

^DOh, this ^Dworld is topsy-^Aturvy And ^Git is mine to ^Deat. She's a ^Dpebble in my ^Emouth And ^Gunderneath my ^Afeet She's the ^Dpuzzle piece ^Abehind the couch that ^Gmmakes the sky complete... ^BmAllison's starting to ^Ahappen ^GAllison's starting to ^Bmhappen to ^Gme...

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^DGot me w^Amatching your eyes w^Gatching things go by outside ^Dout the ^Amwindow of a t^Grain ^Deasy s^Amipping them just s^Geeing it fly left to right ^Dpour the m^Amilk and I'll say ^Gwhen

^EmI'm out w^Aandering a^Ground ^Emyou're but o^Ane thing I've f^Gound ^EmI don't m^Aean to bring you d^Gown ^EmI'm out w^Aandering a^Ground

kinda hoped you wouldn't blame me I can't wake up every day and find the same me you can scream but I'll just dream how you might disappear all I know is it's never clear I can't hold you near you just are not here though it wasn't hard or far I walked you to your car Title: Kitchen Thrilled to be in the same post code as you I tell you things I know you'd like to know Treat you to cake every night Suddenly talk and it will make you fright Smile at me and I'll hold you really tight Follow you into bed Run around all morning We'll stay awake all night We'll repeat the same stories but of course never in front of friends How it all started in the kitchen Remember the time you said we should wait a while You'd let me know when you changed your mind Yeah I was sad for some time But 12 hours watching me at the wheel Made me realise what you really feel Won't have to hurt anymore Walking you home along Mt. Vernon St. You told me secrets I was shocked to know I'm gonna be in the same post code as you Come to visit maybe never go Title: Ceiling Fan In My Spoon Started out today jello in the sand Went out of my way not to understand Walked into a tree don't you look at me See I'm not myself phoney mystery Sore afraid That's my tune Ceiling fan in my spoon Clothed in iron there's no denyin When you feel like a bent fork tine Feeling like a bent fork tine Clothed in iron there's no denyin Title: Frank Mills

^CI met a boy called ^GFrank Mills, on Sep^Amtember 12th right here, ^F in front of the ^CWaverly, but un^Ffortunately, ^GI lost his address.^C ^CHe was last seen with his friend, ^C a drummer he re^Amsembles George Harrison of^F the Beatles, but he ^Cwears his hair tied ^Fin a small ^Gbow at ^Cthe back. I ^Gmlove him, but it em^Fbarrasses me to walk down the street with ^Chim. ^Em He lives in ^AmBrooklyn ^Emsomewhere, ^Amand he wears his white crash ^Ghelmet. He has ^Cgolden chains on his leather jacket, and ^Fon the back, are ^Cwritten on the names ^FMary and ^AmMom and Hells ^FAngels.^C ^CI would gratefully ^Gappreciate it ^Amif you see him, ^Ftell him ^CI'm in the park with my ^Fgirlfriend, and^G please, tell him ^CAngela and ^GI don't want the ^Amtwo dollars ^Fback, ^Gjust ^Chim.

Title: Mrs Robinson

We'^Ed like to know a little bit about you for our files We'^Ad like to help you learn to help yourselves ^DLook around you ^Gall you see are ^Csympa^G/Bthetic e^Amyes St^Eroll around the grounds unt^D7il you feel at home

Nnd here's to y^Gou Mrs R^Emobinson Je^Gsus loves you m^Emore than you will ^Cknow, wo-wo-w^Do God bless you pl^Gease Mrs R^Emobinson H^Geaven holds a p^Emlace for those who pr^Cay hey-hey-^Amhey hey-hey^E-hey

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