Slaughter Beach, Dog – Bad Beer chords

[Verse 1]
N.C.                         E/AI never thought that I could be
                      E/F#One of the people on TV
                             B         CdimI never thought that I could live like them
    C#      DAnd have my friends
    E/AAnd sleep with them too
       B7So I abstained until I met you
N.C.                   E/AI never mentioned anything
                       E/F#About the songs that I would sing
                          B     CdimOver the summer when we'd go on tour
    C#       DAnd sleep on floors
    E/AAnd drink the bad beer
          B7I think I left it unclear

[Chorus]
E                   CdimEverything new is a little bit bad
    C#         B             AAnd everything old turns you off
  E/F#                 B7I can't take all these locals, Annie
     A              B7When all they do is scoff at us
E                         CdimAnyway here is where I've gotta get gone
     C#            B            AMake sure that you lock all the doors
       E/F#            B7I love looking at your pictures
      A                      B7But I still wish I'd brought more

[Instrumental Break]
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[Verse 3]
N.C.                         E/AAnd then you saw this little kid
                          E/F#Let out a whisper while he hid
                        B            CdimBig box of candy on the Broad Street train
    C#     DHis dad complained
       E/AOh, of all of these teens
             B7Stuck up and glued to their screens
                         E/AYou never told me how it felt
                        E/F#When you were crying by yourself
                         E5        E5/C     E5/B    E5/BbAll of the people on the crosstown bus were staring at you
E/A                             E/F#            B7Patting your knees, saying "I'm sorry, sweetie"

[Chorus 2]
E                   CdimEverything new is a little bit bad
    C#         B             AAnd everything old turns you off
            E/F#                B7If we could sell these freakin' t-shirts baby
  E/A                    B7I might come home with a bit more money
E                         CdimAnyway here is where I've gotta get gone
     C#            B            AMake sure that you lock all the doors
       E/F#            B7I love looking at your pictures
      A                      B7But I still wish I'd brought more

[Outro]
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