Biography:
The Arkells are a Canadian rock band, formed in Hamilton, Ontario, Canada. In 2008, they signed with Dine Alone Records, home to other Canadian acts such as City and Colour, Bedouin Soundclash, Black Lungs and Cancer Bats. Their first full length record,Jackson Square, was released on October 28th, 2008, and includes their biggest hit "Oh! The Boss is Coming", along with "The Ballad of Hugo Chavez", and "No Champagne Socialist."
In late 2008, Arkells toured Canada as opening act for Matt Mays & El Torpedo.
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Other songs:
- And Then Some
- Ballad Of Hugo Chavez
- John Lennon
- Knocking At The Door
- Leather Jacket
- On Paper
- 11 11
- A Little Rain A Song For Pete
- Abigail
- Agent Zero
- American Screams
- Book Club
- Coffee
- Come Back Home
- Come To Light
- Company Man
- Crawling Through The Window
- Cynical Bastards
- Deadlines
- Dirty Blonde
- Dont Be A Stranger
- Drakes Dad
- Eyes On The Prize
- Hand Me Downs
- Im Not The Sun
- Kiss Cam
- Michigan Left
- My Hearts Always Yours
- Never Thought That This Would Happen
- No Champagne Socialist
- Oh The Boss Is Coming
- Only For A Moment
- Passenger Seat
- Peoples Champ
- Private School
- Pullin Punches
- Relentless
- Round And Round
- Savannah
- Show Me Dont Tell Me
- What Are You Holding On To
- Whistleblower
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Song: John Lennon
Artist: Arkells
Album: Jackson Square
Tabbed by: Dan Zangari
Check out my video of me playing the song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1yvJWE4kKhQ
Great tune, great band, fun song to play.
Em Am
Head on the wall...
G C
And my piss hardly makes the stall,
G C
And this time it's not an act.
G C
This time I swear it's fact.
Em Am
Now I ramble on,
G C
About that girl who's gone;
G C
And I tried teaching her guitar,
G C
Now she's standing at the bar.
Am
She tells me her favourite song,
C
And I say, "Yeah, that's a good one..."
Am
She says it follows her around.
C Move up two frets and strum once
No shit, it's by the Beatles.
E Bm
I'm so lost,
F#m
And I live just around the corner.
E Bm
Well, here's a thought,
F#m
Get Frank McCourt to write the foreword.
A
And I'm John Lennon, in '67.
F#m
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
A
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
F#m
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
Em / Am / G / C
G / C / G / C
Em Am
Adam's in love again.
G C
And the good Rev wants to jam instead.
G C
Morgan's hearing none of it.
G C
She says we're doing it again.
Em Am
The neighbourhood's up in arms.
G C
They're trying to shut down all the bars
G C
When everyone's a private eye
G C
They're hiding in the bushes every night.
Am
The cats square off in the street,
C
The dogs go through the garbage.
Am
You wanna stay for the night tonight?
C C then slide up two frets strum once
Well I know all about platonic, honey.
E Bm
I'm so lost,
F#m
And I live just around the corner.
E Bm
Well, here's a thought,
F#m
Get Frank McCourt to write the foreword.
A
And I'm John Lennon, in '67.
F#m
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
A
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
F#m
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
(Power chords here, 3 down strums each)
C# / B / A# / A (Repeat 4 times then:)
C#m (Strum once)
(Key Change)
-Palm muted and slower
C#m F#m
Head on the wall...
E Am
And my piss hardly makes the stall,
E (Strum quickly then stop at "act")
And this time it's not an act.
E Bm
I'm so lost,
F#m
And I live just around the corner.
E Bm
Well, here's a thought,
F#m
Get Frank McCourt to write the foreword.
A
And I'm John Lennon, in '67.
F#m
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
A
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
F#m
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
(Power chords here, 3 down strums each)
C# / B / A# / A (Repeat twice, end on A)
Artist: Arkells
Album: Jackson Square
Tabbed by: Dan Zangari
Check out my video of me playing the song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1yvJWE4kKhQ
Great tune, great band, fun song to play.
Em Am
Head on the wall...
G C
And my piss hardly makes the stall,
G C
And this time it's not an act.
G C
This time I swear it's fact.
Em Am
Now I ramble on,
G C
About that girl who's gone;
G C
And I tried teaching her guitar,
G C
Now she's standing at the bar.
Am
She tells me her favourite song,
C
And I say, "Yeah, that's a good one..."
Am
She says it follows her around.
C Move up two frets and strum once
No shit, it's by the Beatles.
E Bm
I'm so lost,
F#m
And I live just around the corner.
E Bm
Well, here's a thought,
F#m
Get Frank McCourt to write the foreword.
A
And I'm John Lennon, in '67.
F#m
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
A
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
F#m
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
Em / Am / G / C
G / C / G / C
Em Am
Adam's in love again.
G C
And the good Rev wants to jam instead.
G C
Morgan's hearing none of it.
G C
She says we're doing it again.
Em Am
The neighbourhood's up in arms.
G C
They're trying to shut down all the bars
G C
When everyone's a private eye
G C
They're hiding in the bushes every night.
Am
The cats square off in the street,
C
The dogs go through the garbage.
Am
You wanna stay for the night tonight?
C C then slide up two frets strum once
Well I know all about platonic, honey.
E Bm
I'm so lost,
F#m
And I live just around the corner.
E Bm
Well, here's a thought,
F#m
Get Frank McCourt to write the foreword.
A
And I'm John Lennon, in '67.
F#m
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
A
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
F#m
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
(Power chords here, 3 down strums each)
C# / B / A# / A (Repeat 4 times then:)
C#m (Strum once)
(Key Change)
-Palm muted and slower
C#m F#m
Head on the wall...
E Am
And my piss hardly makes the stall,
E (Strum quickly then stop at "act")
And this time it's not an act.
E Bm
I'm so lost,
F#m
And I live just around the corner.
E Bm
Well, here's a thought,
F#m
Get Frank McCourt to write the foreword.
A
And I'm John Lennon, in '67.
F#m
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
A
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
F#m
I'm John Lennon, in '67.
(Power chords here, 3 down strums each)
C# / B / A# / A (Repeat twice, end on A)
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