Biography:
CBB is Lindsay Powell, a multi-instrumental singer-songwriter from Millstone Township, New Jersey. Her other musical projects include Festival (with her sister Lex on Language of Stone Records) and Skyblazer (with the boys of JEFF on Infinity Cat Recordings). CBB uses piano, violins, synthesizers, and everything in-between to craft original songs which are sometimes quirky, sometimes deeply emotional, but all with an undeniable endearing quality.
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Am C
come and get me out of this town oh now
come and save me
Am C
come and rescue me from this giant hotel full of bones and babies
Am
take a look at yourself
C
a look that will sell
Am
call your aunt about the teeth she abandoned
C
yeah, well she placed him in a can and canned them
F/A D7
it's the same as any day now
F/A
except your teeth are falling out and you're going upstairs
D7
yeah, you're going upstairs
it's an upstairs harmony
F7 D7
and when you get there you can write a song to keep you company
F/A
there are good things
there are good things to eat
D7
and tonight we're eating meat
(goody goody goody)
F/A
there's a couple of things
I should tell you about
D7
that the fuckers wouldn't sell
'cause they're too cheap to tell
F/A
it's the men who feed on human beings
D7
and they dottle about
with their bellies hanging out
F/A
you can wash their fingers
but they never leave
D7
you can bite your tongue
but it turns them on
F/A
and when you're ready to go
they'll pinch at your sides
D7
and they'll make you recite
brilliant songs about the symphony
F/A
I hate their skin
and I hate their trees
D7
and their yards that they wrap with and their plastics in the greens
F/A
and their white houses
and goddamn white teeth
D7
and the chemical stress on the hair that they squeeze
F/A
I hate their sex
and the brats that they breed
D7
and the air that they breathe
F/A D7
and they hated me x6
E
well then they ate me
and then they ate me
D
and they thought I was tasty
Repeat and end on D
come and get me out of this town oh now
come and save me
Am C
come and rescue me from this giant hotel full of bones and babies
Am
take a look at yourself
C
a look that will sell
Am
call your aunt about the teeth she abandoned
C
yeah, well she placed him in a can and canned them
F/A D7
it's the same as any day now
F/A
except your teeth are falling out and you're going upstairs
D7
yeah, you're going upstairs
it's an upstairs harmony
F7 D7
and when you get there you can write a song to keep you company
F/A
there are good things
there are good things to eat
D7
and tonight we're eating meat
(goody goody goody)
F/A
there's a couple of things
I should tell you about
D7
that the fuckers wouldn't sell
'cause they're too cheap to tell
F/A
it's the men who feed on human beings
D7
and they dottle about
with their bellies hanging out
F/A
you can wash their fingers
but they never leave
D7
you can bite your tongue
but it turns them on
F/A
and when you're ready to go
they'll pinch at your sides
D7
and they'll make you recite
brilliant songs about the symphony
F/A
I hate their skin
and I hate their trees
D7
and their yards that they wrap with and their plastics in the greens
F/A
and their white houses
and goddamn white teeth
D7
and the chemical stress on the hair that they squeeze
F/A
I hate their sex
and the brats that they breed
D7
and the air that they breathe
F/A D7
and they hated me x6
E
well then they ate me
and then they ate me
D
and they thought I was tasty
Repeat and end on D
Cali
Cali Y El Dandee
Calin
Calixa Lavall&ea (...)
Call Me Karizma