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You Or Your Memory by The Mountain Goats

^EI checked into a bargain pri^C#mced room on la sienaga, ^F#mgazed out through the curtains of the p^Aarking lo^Et. walked down to the corner store just before ^C#mnightfall in my bare feet. ^F#m black tarry asphalt^A, soft and h^Eot. and when I c^Aame back I spread out my suppl^Eies. on the c^Dounter by the sink, I looked mys^Belf right in the eyes st. joseph's baby a^Espirin,^A bartles and j^Bames, and y^Eou or your m^Aemory.^B ^E

I ducked behind the d^Erapes when I saw the moon be^C#mgin to rise, ^F#mgathered in my loose ends^A switched off the ligh^Et. and down there in the dark I can see the real tr^C#muth about me. as^F#m clear as day,^A lord if I make it through ton^Eight then I will ^Amend my ^Eways and w^Dalk the straight path to the ^Bend of my days. st. joseph's baby a^Espirin, ^A bartles and j^Bames, E A B E A B E A B E A B E A B E. and you or your memory.

Broom People by The Mountain Goats E - C#m - A - B - E

^E36 Hudson ^C#min the garage ^AAll sorts of junk in the ^Eunattached spare room ^EDishes in the ^C#mkitchen sink ^ANew straw for the ^Bold broom ^AFriends who don't have a ^Eclue ^AWell-meaning ^Eteachers ^ABut down in your ^C#marms, in your arms, ^A ^B I am a wild ^Ecreature ^A

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^EFloor two foot high with news^C#mpapers ^AWhite carpet thick with pet^E hair ^EHalf-eaten gallons of ^C#mice cream in the freezer ^AFresh fuel for the ^Bsodium flares ^AI write down good reasons to ^Efreeze to death ^AIn my spiral ring ^Enotebook ^ABut in the long ^C#mtresses of your hair ^A ^B I am a babbling ^Ebrook ^A

E A (x3) A This Year by The Mountain Goats Capo 2

^G I broke free on a Satu^Drday morning I put the ^Cpedal to the ^Gfloor Head^Ged north on Mills A^Dvenue And listened ^Cto the engine ^Groar

G Bm Cadd9 G G D C G

My ^Gbroken house behind me and ^Dgood things ahead A girl named ^CCathy wants a little of my ^Gtime Six ^Gcylinders underneath the ^Dhood crashing and kicking ^CAhah, listen to the engine^G whine

I am going to ^Gmake it through this ^Dyear If it ^Ckills me ^G I am going to ^Gmake it through this ^Dyear If it ^Ckills me ^G

G Bm Cadd9 G G D C G

I played ^Gvideo games in a ^Ddrunken haze I was ^C17 years ^Gyoung Hurt my ^Gknuckles punching the ma^Dchines The taste of ^Cscotch rich on my ^Gtongue

G Bm Cadd9 G G D C G

And then ^GCathy showed up and we ^Dhung out Trading ^Cswigs from a bottle, all ^Gbitter and clean Locking ^Geyes, holding ^Dhands Twin high ^Cmaintenance ma^Gchines

I am going to ^Gmake it through this ^Dyear If it ^Ckills me ^G I am going to ^Gmake it through this ^Dyear If it ^Ckills me ^G

^Em I drove home in the California ^Gdusk ^Em I could feel the alcohol in^Gside of me hum Pictured the ^Emlook on my stepfather's ^Gface ^CReady for the bad things to ^Dcome

I down-^Gshifted as I pulled into the ^Ddriveway The ^Cmotor screaming out, stuck in ^Gsecond gear The scene ends ^Gbadly, as you might im^Dagine In a ^Ccavalcade of anger and ^Gfear There will be ^Gfeasting and ^Ddancing in ^CJerusalem next ^Dyear

I am going to ^Gmake it through this ^Dyear If it ^Ckills me ^G I am going to ^Gmake it through this ^Dyear If it ^Ckills me ^G G Bm Cadd9 G G D C G

Dilaudid by The Mountain Goats Em Em C D x3

^Em(pause) ^EmThe reception's gotten^C fuzzy ^D ^EmThe delicate balance h^Cas shifted ^D ^CPut on your gloves and your ^Emblack pumps ^CLet's pretend the fog has ^Blifted

^EmNow you ^Csee me ^D ^EmNow you ^Cdon't ^D ^CNow you say you ^Emlove me ^CPretty soon you ^Bwon't

If we^Em get our full three score and^C ten ^AWe won't pass this way a^Bgain So kiss me with your mouth ^Emopen ^D ^CTurn the tires toward the ^Bstreet

And stay ^Emsweet Em Em C D x3 Em (pause)

^EmAll the chickens come on ^Chome to roos^Dt ^EmPlump bodies blotting out the ^Csky ^D ^CYou know it breaks my heart in ^Emhalf, in half ^CWhen I see them trying to ^Bfly

'Cause you just can't ^Emdo ^C ^D ^EmThings your body wasn't ^Cmeant to ^D ^CHike up your ^Emfishnets ^CI know ^Byou

If we ^Emlive to see the other side of ^Cthis ^AI will remember your ^Bkiss So do it with your mouth ^Emopen ^D ^CAnd take your foot off of the ^Bbrake For Christ's ^Emsake

Em Em C D x3 Em Dance Music by The Mountain Goats G Em (x3) C D

alright i'm on ^Gjohnson avenue^C in san lu^Dis obispo ^G and i'm ^Gfive years ^Cold or six may^Dbe. ^G and indi^Gcations that there's ^Csomething wrong with ^Dour new ^Ghouse, ^C trip down the ^Dwire twice daily.

i'm in the^G living ^Croom watching the ^Dwatergate ^Ghearings, while my^G stepfather ^Cyells at my m^Dother ^G launches a g^Glass across the ^Croom,^D straight at her ^Ghead. and i ^Cdash upstairs to take ^Dcover,

lean in ^Cclose to my little record player ^Gon the floor, ^C so this is what the volu^Dme knob's for, i listen to ^G ^Cdance ^Dmusic. ^G ^G ^Cdance ^Dmusic. ^G

G Em (x3) C D

okay so look i'm^G seventeen^C years^D old ^G you're the ^Glast best ^Cthing i got ^Dgoing ^G but then the ^Gspecial secret ^Csickness starts to ^Deat through ^Gyou what am i ^Csupposed to do? ^D no way of knowing

so i ^Gfollow you ^Cdown your twi^Dsting alleyways^G find a ^Gfew cul-de-^Csacs of my^D own ^G there's only ^Gone place ^Cthis road ^Dever ends ^Gup and ^Ci don't wanna die ^Dalone

let me down, let me ^Cdown, let me down ^Ggently ^C when the police come to ^Dget me i listen to ^G ^Cdance ^Dmusic. ^G ^G ^Cdance ^Dmusic. ^G

[Outro] G C D G (x4) Dinu Lipatti’s Bones by The Mountain Goats B Eb E B

^Bwe stank of hair dye and a^Ebmmonia. ^Ewe sealed ourselves away from ^Bview. ^Byou were looking at the vo^Ebid and sat unblinking/(seldom blinking?). E B E F# (x 9 11 11 11 9) E the best that I could do was to train my eyes on you. ^Ewe scaled the hidden hills be^Bneath the surface, ^Escraped our fingers bl^Boody on the stones. ^Eand built our little h^Bouse that we co^Ebuld live i^En ^Eout of Dinu Lipatti's b^Bones.

^Bwe kept our friends at bay ^Eball summer long. ^Etreated the days as if they'd ^Bkill us if they could. ^Bringing out the hours like blood ^Ebdrenched bed sheets ^Eto keep winter time at ^Bbay but De^Ecember showed up a^F#nyway. ^Ethere was no money it was ^Bmoney that you wanted. ^EI went downtown, sold off ^Bmost of what I owned. ^Eand we raised a tower to ^Bbroadcast all our ^Ebdark dreams ^E ^Efrom Dinu Lipatti's ^Bbones.

Up the Wolves by The Mountain Goats D G A D G A D

^DThere's bound to be a ghost at the back of your ^G2closet ^A ^G2No ^Amatter where you ^Dlive There'll ^Dalways be a few things, maybe se^Emveral things That you're ^G2gonna find really ^Adifficult to for^Dgive

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^DThere's gonna come a day when you'll feel ^G2better ^A You'll ^G2rise up free and ^Aeasy on that ^Dday And ^Dfloat from branch to branch, ^Emlighter than the air Just ^G2when that day is coming, who can ^A2say, who can ^Asay Our ^Dmother has been ^G2absent Ever ^Dsince we founded ^G2Rome But there's ^Dgonna be a ^Aparty when the wolf comes ^Dhome

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^DWe're gonna commandeer the local ^G2airwaves ^A To ^G2tell the neighbors ^Awhat's been going on ^D And ^Dthey will shake their heads, and ^Emwag their bony fingers In ^G2all the wrong directions and by ^A2daybreak we'll be ^Agone

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I'm ^Dgonna get myself in fighting ^G2trim ^A ^G2Scope out every ^Aangle of unfair ad^Dvantage ^DI'm gonna bribe the officials, ^EmI'm gonna kill all the judges ^G2It's gonna take you people years to re^A2cover from all of the ^Adamage Our ^Dmother has been ^G2absent Ever ^Dsince we founded ^G2Rome But there's ^Dgonna be a ^Aparty when the wolf comes ^Dhome Oh ^G2 ^A ^D ^G2 ^A ^D ^G2 ^A ^D

Lion’s Teeth by The Mountain Goats Em G C Em Em G D C B

^EmThe king of the ^Gjungle ^CWas asleep in his ^Emcar ^EmWhen your chances fall in^G your lap like that You've ^Dgotta recognize them for ^Cwhat they really ^Bare

^EmNobody in ^Gthis house ^CWants to own up to the ^Emtruth ^EmI crawl in shotgun and ^Greach into his mouth ^DAnd grab hold of one ^Clong sharp ^Btooth

And hold ^Emon ^A ^Em For dear ^Blife I hold ^Emon ^A ^Em ^B

^EmWell of course he ^Gwakes up ^CHis paw hits the ^Emhorn ^EmI am gonna re^Ggret ^DThe ^Cday that I was ^Bborn

And then ^Emmom rushes out to the ^Gdriveway ^CMy sister ^Emtoo ^EmEveryone's ^Gscreaming I ^Dam ^Cdreaming of ^Byou

I hold ^Emon ^A ^Em For dear ^Blife I hold ^Emon ^A ^Em ^B

^CAnd my arms get ^Emsore ^CAnd my palms start to ^Emsweat ^CAnd the tears roll ^Emdown my face ^CTill my cheeks are hot and ^Bred and soaking wet

^EmIn come the ^Gcops ^CThey blowtorch the ^Emdoors ^EmI start ^Gwailing ^DThe lion ^Croars^B

^EmThere's no good way to ^Gend this ^CAnyone can ^Emsee ^EmThere's this great big ^Gyou ^DAnd little old ^Cme ^B

And we hold ^Emon ^A ^Em For dear ^Blife We hold ^Emon ^A ^Em We hold ^Bon

Em A Em B (x2) end on Em Hast Thou Considered the Tetrapod Capo 1 A D (x3) A

^AYou are sleeping off your ^Ddemons ^AWhen I come ^Dhome ^ASpittle bubbling on your ^Elips ^AFine white ^Dfoam ^AI am young and I am ^Dgood It's a ^Ahot Southern California ^Dday ^AIf I wake you ^Eup ^AThere will be hell to ^Dpay And alone in my ^Aroom I am the ^Dlast of a lost civili^Azation ^DAnd I vanish into the ^Adark And ^Drise above my ^Astation ^DRise above my ^Astation

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But I ^Ado wake you up and when I ^Ddo You ^Ablaze down the hall and you ^Dscream ^AI'm in my room with my ^Eheadphones on ^ADeep in a ^Ddream chamber And ^Athen I'm awake and I'm ^Dguarding my face ^AHoping you don't break my ^Dstereo Because ^Ait's the one thing that I ^Ecouldn't live without And so I ^Athink about that Then I ^Dsort of black out Held under these smothering ^Awaves By your ^Dstrong and thick veined ^Ahand ^DBut one of these ^Adays I'm gonna ^Ewriggle off on dry ^Aland

A D (x3) A Magpie by The Mountain Goats Em G D Em x2

^EmFeed the kittens in the ^Gkitchen ^DSet food out for the ^Emstrays ^EmTry hard to do your ^Gbest The ^Dmagpie will have his ^Emway

Em G D Em x2

^EmFill your mouth with ^Gberries By the ^Dfull light of the^Em moon ^EmWork all night if you ^Ghave to The ^Dmagpie comes at ^Emnoon

Em Bm A Em x4

^EmShore up the cruc^Gifixes Above the ^Darchways and the ^Emdoors The ^Emmagpie will come at ^Gmidday And you will ^Dgo down on all ^Emfours

Em G D Em x2

^EmAnd when the cherry's white with ^Gblossoms Be ^Dready and be ^Embrave ^EmAnd remember what we ^Ghad here When there was ^Dsomething left to ^Emsave Em Bm A Em x4

Song for Dennis Brown by The Mountain Goats e|---3---3-------------------------3---| B|---3-----------------------------3---| G|---0-----------------------------0---| D|---0---------0-------------------0---| A|---2------0h2------3--2--0--0----2---| E|---3---3-------------------------3---| [Intro] G riff G riff

^GOn the day that Dennis Brown's lung collapsed C D G (riff) spring rain was misting down on Kingston ^Gand down at the harbour local C D G (riff) cops were intercepting an inbound shipment ^Can^Gd for a while there it was chaos ^Cas^D they handcuffed and then roughed up some sailors ^Gon the day my lung collapses C D G (riff) it's not gonna be much different

^GOn the day that Dennis Brown's habits caught up with him C D G (riff) school children sang in choirs ^Gand out behind the Chinese restaurants C D G (riff) guys were jumping into dumpsters ^Can^Gd the stench was overbearing ^Cbu^Dt they were past the point of caring ^Gon the day my habits catch up with me C D G (riff) I'll be down among the jumpers

Em G Em G Em G Em C e|----------| B|----------| G|----------| D|--------0-| A|--3-2-0-0-| E|----------| and then D (light on the high notes)

^Gand when the birds come home in spring C D G (riff) we will fill them full of buckshot ^Gand jets of contaminated blood ^Cwi^Dll^G(riff) cloud the rivers and the lakes ^Cit^G took all the coke in town ^Cto^D bring down dennis brown ^Gon^C the day my lung collapses D G (riff) we'll see just how much it takes

G (riff) Em G Em G Em G Em C in here play (much more pronounced this time) e|----------| B|----------| G|----------| D|--------0-| A|--3-2-0-0-| E|----------| and then D (light on the high notes) G (riff) Love Love Love by The Mountain Goats E Asus2 E Asus2

King ^ESaul fell on his sword when it ^Asus2all went wrong, and J^Eoseph’s brothers sold him down the ^Briver for a song, and S^Eonny Liston rubbed some tiger b^Asus2alm into his glove. some t^C#mhings you do for money and so^Asus2me you do for love, love, love. ^E

E Asus2 E Asus2

Ras^Ekolnikov felt sick but he co^Asus2uldn't say why when he s^Eaw his face reflected in his v^Bictim's twinkling eye. some t^Ehings you'll do for money and s^Asus2ome you'll do for fun, but the ^C#mthings you do for love are going to c^Asus2ome back to you one b^By one. ^E

E Asus2

^Asus2Love, love is going to lead you by the han^Ed ^Asus2 into a white and soundless place.^E ^Asus2 now we see things as i^C#mn a mirror dimly.^E ^Asus2 then we shall see each other face^B to face.

and ^Eway out in Seattle young K^Asus2urt Cobain s^Enuck out to the greenhouse, put a ^Bbullet in his brain. s^Enakes in the grass beneath our feet, ^Asus2rain in the clouds above, some m^C#moments last forever, but s^Asus2ome flare up with love, love, love. ^E

E Asus2 E Asus2 E Asus2 E Asus2 Pale Green Things by The Mountain Goats C F C F

^C Got up before dawn ^F Went down to the racetrack^C ^F ^C Riding with the windows down ^F Shortly after your first heart att^Cack. ^F ^Am You parked behind the padd^Cock, ^Am Cracking asphalt underfoo^Ct, ^Am Coming up through the crac^Cks Pale green th^Gings, pale green th^Cings ^C ^F ^C ^F

^C You watched the horses run their workouts ^F You held your stopwatch in your left han^Cd ^F ^C And a Racing Form beneath your arm ^F Casting your gaze way out to no man's l^Cand ^F ^Am Sometimes I'll meet you out there^C ^Am Lonely and frigh^Ctened ^Am Flicking my tongue out at the wet l^Ceaves Pale green th^Gings, pale green th^Cings C F C F C F C F Am C Am C Am C G C

^C My sister called at 3 AM ^F Just last December^C ^F ^C She told me how you'd died at last, at last. ^F That morning at the racetrack was one thi^Cng that I remembered ^F ^Am I turned it over in my mind ^C ^Am Like a living Chinese finger trap^C ^Am Seaweed in Indiana sawgrass ^C Pale green th^Gings, pale green th^Cings

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The Mountain Goats - The sunset tree