I did not make this tab myself. I'm just tired of lazy people who don't bother writing the whole song out. Standard Tuning, No Capo Long Version & Print Version (Because some people want to save paper and some people like their things spaced.) Please Comment and Rate ^ Long Version -------------------------------------------------------- Intro: G Bm C G F# Em Am C D C#Maj11 Verse: G Bm C G(the root slide-down is G, F#) Em Am C D

There's a b^Gear inside your ^Bmstomach The cub's been ^Ckicking from within^G. ^F#

^EmHe's loud, though without ^Amvocal chords ^CWe'll put an end to ^Dhim

We'll make ^Gall the right ^Bmappointments No one ^Cever has to know^G. ^F#

^EmAnd then tomorrow I'll turn ^Am21 ^CWe'll script another ^Dshow

We'll play ^Gcharades up in the ^BmChelsea Drink ^Cchampagne although you shouldn't be^G. ^F#

^EmWe'll be blind and dumb ^Amuntil we fall asleep

None of our ^Gfriends will ^Bmcome They ^Cdodge our calls^G. ^F#

^EmAnd they have for quite a ^Amwhile now It's not a ^Cshock You don't seem to mind and I just can't see ^Dhow.

Chorus:

We're too ^Cold ^Bm We're not ^Amold, old at ^Dall

Just ^Ctoo old^Bm

We're not old, old at all Verse 2:

There's a ^Gbear inside your ^Bmstomach The cub's been ^Ckicking you for weeks^G ^F#

^EmAnd if this isn't all a ^Amdream Well then we'll ^Ccut him from ^Dbeneath

Well we're not ^Gscared of making ^Bmcaves Or finding ^Cfood for him to eat ^G ^F#

We're ^Emterrified of one ^Amanother And terri^Cfied of what that ^Dmeans

But we'll make ^Gonly quick ^Bmdecisions And you'll just ^Ckeep my in the waiting room^G ^F#

And all the ^Emwhile I'll know we're ^Amfucked And not ^Cgetting unfucked ^Dsoon

When we get ^Ghome we're bigger ^Bmstrangers than we've ^Cever been before ^G ^F#

You sit in ^Emfront of snowy ^Amtelevision, ^Csuitcase on the ^Dfloor

Chorus:

We're too ^Cold ^Bm We're not ^Amold at ^Dall.

Just too ^Cold ^Bm We're not ^Amold at ^Dall.

Print Version: ------------------------------------------------------- Intro:

^GVer^Bmse: ^C ^G ^F# ^Em ^Am ^C ^D ^C#Maj11 G Bm C G(the root slide-down is G, F#) Em Am C D

There's a ^Gbear inside your^Bm stomach The cub's been ^Ckicking from within^G. ^F# ^EmHe's loud, though without ^Amvocal chords ^CWe'll put an end to ^Dhim

We'll make ^Gall the right ^Bmappointments No one ^Cever has to know^G. ^F# ^EmAnd then tomorrow I'll turn ^Am21 ^CWe'll script another ^Dshow

We'll play ^Gcharades up in the ^BmChelsea Drink ^Cchampagne although you shouldn't be^G. ^F# ^EmWe'll be blind and dumb ^Amuntil we fall asleep

None of our ^Gfriends will ^Bmcome They ^Cdodge our calls^G. ^F# ^EmAnd they have for quite a ^Amwhile now It's not a ^Cshock You don't seem to mind and I just can't see ^Dhow.

Chorus:

We're too ^Cold ^Bm We're not ^Amold, old at ^Dall Just ^Ctoo old^Bm We're not ^Amold, old at ^Dall

Verse 2:

There's a ^Gbear inside your ^Bmstomach The cub's been ^Ckicking you for weeks^G ^F# ^EmAnd if this isn't all a ^Amdream Well then we'll ^Ccut him from ^Dbeneath

Well we're not ^Gscared of making ^Bmcaves Or finding ^Cfood for him to eat ^G ^F# We're ^Emterrified of one ^Amanother And terri^Cfied of what that ^Dmeans

But we'll make ^Gonly quick ^Bmdecisions And you'll just ^Ckeep my in the waiting room^G ^F# And all the ^Emwhile I'll know we're ^Amfucked And not ^Cgetting unfucked ^Dsoon

When we get ^Ghome we're bigger ^Bmstrangers than we've ^Cever been before ^G ^F# You sit in ^Emfront of snowy ^Amtelevision, ^Csuitcase on the ^Dfloor

(Chorus)

The Antlers - Bear