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From: michael roark
Subject: The Lemonheads - Confetti
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Date: Thu, 22 Apr 1993 20:03:30 -0500 (EST)
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THE LEMONHEADS - CONFETTI - (Album) IT'S A SHAME ABOUT RAY
INTRO:
D G A A
D G A A
CHORUS:
D G A A
He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he coulda.
D G A A
This story's getting very near the end.
D G A A
He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he coulda.
D G A A
(But) He'd rather be alone than pretend.
VERSE 1:
G A
She wanted him to love her but he didn't.
G A
He took to the woods and wandered in it.
G A
Walked along and on until they couldn't.
G A
Stoned himself to tell her that he wouldn't
REPEAT CHORUS
1ST INSTRUMENTAL BREAK:
D A B G E E A A (twice)
VERSE 2 (slight changes):
G A
She wanted him to love her but he didn't.
G A
He took to the woods and wandered in it.
G A
He walked along and on 'til his legs couldn't.
G A
Stole her voice to tell her that he wouldn't.
CHORUS AGAIN
2ND INSTRUMENTAL BREAK:
D A B G E E A A (twice)
G G A A G G A A (twice)
CHORUS AGAIN
END ON D AFTER DRAMATIC PAUSE
Corrections Welcome
--
mike roark > "Man was matter, that was Snowden's secret. Drop him out a window
> and he'll fall. Set fire to him and he'll burn. Bury him and he'll
> rot like other kinds of garbage. The spirit gone, man is garbage.
> That was Snowden's secret. Ripeness was all." - J. Heller