Pavement – At T chords

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AT & T - Pavement
From, the album "Wowee Zowee"

Amazing song obviously, these are the basic chords. 
Obviously Stephen plays around with them in a weird way, but this is the tune. 
All the verses follow this pattern:


D BMaybe someone's going to save me
GMy heart is made of gravy
DAnd the laps I swim from lunatics don't count
BOpen up your stockings
APull out the things you never wanted
GFrom room service calls
DRoom service calls
The chorus (if you can call it that really) follows basically the same pattern:
DWhenever, Whenever Whenever Whenever
B GWhenever Whenever I feel fi-iiiii-iine
DI'm going to walk away from all this all that
Groovy groovy kitty you little little pity
BWith your slip shag watching back
GYou skinny skinny people don't like that
DWhen you con them
You can basically figure everything else around that, its alot easier than following a super detailed tab. Enjoy! Heres an attempt at all the lyrics: Maybe someone's going to save me My heart is made of gravy And the laps I swim From lunatics don't count Open up your stockings Pull out the things you never wanted From room service calls Room service calls Open up your hands And let me see the things you keep in there I don't want to split up fifty/fifty That's the way we do it in this rose town I've got all the glory in the world I hope it doesn't floor you before you go Room service calls In the random falls Go! Whenever, Whenever I feel fine I'm going to walk away from all this all that Groovy groovy kitty you little little pity With your slip shag watching back You skinny skinny people don't like that When you con them Spell me Spritzer on ice in New York City Isn't it a pity You never had anything to mix with that Listen to the tender Behind the open chest in the hall Room service calls I'm blue green and cream and blue Whenever I feel fine I'll walk the plank for you In the dark of the capi-federal Jacob, Jacob Javits I'd like to thank you for everything Primarily your glass house Levis, Guess Distorted ghosts One, two, three, four Whoahhh ohh ohh, Whoahhh ohh ohh
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