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Tripod - Astronaut Transcribed by Rob rebowman@utas.edu.au Intro: Gm D# twice
Gm I know what you're all wondeD#ring Have Tripod ever been to GmJapan Gm But you're ignoring a much bigger D#question Why don't the Japanese have a space A#program Why aren't there any Japanese D#astronauts A# Have you ever seen a Japanese F#astronau__G#______t I'll tell you Cwhy you haven't seen one D# I'll tell you why
You A#can't do the Japanese FTea Ceremony D#when you're an astroGmnaut It's those damn Ffat gloves And you A#can't do the Japanese FTea Ceremony D#when you're in zero Gmgrav Cos the tea goes Feverywhere The tea goes everyGmwhere
Gm Japanese culture's always fansciD#nated me From their traditions to their modern way of Gmlife But all their elegance and rich hisD#tory Doesn't sit well with my interest in A#space
Because you A#can't carry out a ninja style assassiFnation D#dressed as an astroGmnaut It's the luminous Ffabric (you're too visible) And they A#don't let you use a Fsamurai sword D#when you're an astroGmnaut You might punctuFre the suit
You might deGmpressurize F Like a gremlin in a Gmmicrowa__F#___ve G# But it's those damn C#fat gloves They're the main Fproblem You F#can't nurture your tamaC#gotchi You can't Fmake an origami F#swan Have you G#ever tried to get a used Apanty vending macA#Mhine into a space D#shuttle Well D#I've tried and they don't C#let you Fucking NASA red F#tape
Interlude: Gm D# Gm D# A# D# A# D#
Gm I couldn't reconcile the two things that I D#loved So I threw away my dreams of outeGmr space I had to find myself a whole newD# job Maybe in the sports arena I would find a A#place
But you A#can't do a Japanese FTea Ceremony D#when you're a boxing Gmchamp It's those damned Ffat gloves again Those A#confounded puffy mitts loom in Ffront of my face D#every night in Gmbed I'm haunted by Ffat gloves You A#can't drink sake, you can't do bukkake Or Fride a Kawasaki D#When you're an astroF#naut F#(let ring) G#(let ring) And they don't let you be an astronaut on Japanese tele A#(let ring) Cos you're not enough of a red herring
*** Capo 3rd fret version Intro: Em C twice
Em I know what you're all wondeCring Have Tripod ever been to EmJapan Em But you're ignoring a much bigger Cquestion Why don't the Japanese have a space Gprogram Why aren't there any Japanese Castronauts G Have you ever seen a JapaneseD# astronau_F_______t I'll tell you Awhy you haven't seen one C I'll tell you why
You Gcan't do the Japanese DTea Ceremony Cwhen you're an astrEmonaut It's those damn Dfat gloves And you Gcan't do the Japanese DTea Ceremony Cwhen you're in zero Emgrav Cos the tea goes Deverywhere The tea goes everyEmwhere
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Em Japanese culture's always fansciCnated me From their traditions to their modern way of Emlife But all their elegance and rich hisCtory Doesn't sit well with my interest in Gspace
Because you Gcan't carry out a ninja style assassiDnation Cdressed as an astrEmonaut It's the luminous Dfabric (you're too visible) And they Gdon't let you(Ooooh) use a Dsamurai sword Cwhen you're an astroEmnaut You might punctuDre the suit
You might deEmpressurize D Like a gremlin in a Emmicrowa__D#___ve F But it's those damn A#fat gloves They're the main Dproblem You D#can't nurture your tamaA#gotchi You can't Dmake an origami D#swan Have you Fever tried to get a used F#panty vending macGmhine into a space Cshuttle Well CI've tried and they don't A#let you Fucking NASA red D#tape
Interlude: Em C Em C G C G C
Em I couldn't reconcile the two things that I Cloved So I threw away my dreams of outeEmr space I had to find myself a whole newC job Maybe in the sports arena I would find a Gplace
But you Gcan't do a Japanese DTea Ceremony Cwhen you're a boxing Emchamp It's those damned Dfat gloves again Those Gconfounded putty mitts loom in Dfront of my face Cevery night in Embed I'm haunted by Dfat gloves You Gcan't drink sake, you can't do bukkake Or Dride a Kawasaki CWhen you're an astroA#naut A#(let ring) C(let ring) And they don't let you be an astronaut on Japanese tele G(let ring) Cos you're not enough of a red herri