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Bomb The Music Industry! (¡Bombardea a la industria musical!) (BMtI!) es un colectivo musical de Long Island, Nueva York (EEUU) que escribe, produce, graba y distribuye toda su música. La cabeza visible del proyecto es Jeff Rosenstock, un multiinstrumentalista que, junto con otros participantes de BMtI!, también fue miembro de The Arrogant Sons of Bitches (Los arrogantes hijos de puta). BMtI! ha ganado notoriedad por su ética del punk DIY ("hazlo tú mismo")
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Stuff That I Like - Bomb the Music Industry
This song was a beast to figure out, so I'm probably not completely right, just
leave a comment or correction if you have any other ideas.
Standard tuning
Chords Used
G-320003
C-x32010
Em-022000
D-xx0232
Cadd9-x32030
Cmaj7-x32000
Gadd9-320005
G (barre) - 355433
B (barre) - 799877
Am (barre) - 577555
F# (barre) - 244322
G C
The city subway stations never glisten.
Em
The gates rise up like they belong in prison.
D
And my balance is low. I better pick a good place, I got one ride to go.
G
Your fucking cocaine party fucking freaks me out.
C
When did Scott Weiland show up? How long’s he stickin’ around?
Em
I guess this new fare hike means that I’ll ride my bike,
D
play video games and do other stuff that I like.
Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
Gadd9 G Gadd9 G
Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
Gadd9 G Gadd9 G
Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
Gadd9 G Gadd9 G
Cadd9
C G
And in the morning cleaning up, we found these plastic bags
D G
with a little bit of party left and started to laugh,
C G
“Man, I’m glad I passed out from the booze and the weed
D G
cause the house stayed up ‘til 6 AM doing speed.”
C G
But now it’s 1 AM and I’m quite a few in
D G
and I can barely make out where the bathroom line begins
C G
and it’s been moving five inches every fucking five minutes.
D
I wanna ask the over privileged kids if
(I suggest barre chords here, except for the Cadd9-Cmaj7 parts)
G B
they would fucking mind?
Am F# B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7
I gotta take a piss in the cocaine room. What is this? The line for lines?
Cadd9 Cmaj7 G B
It’s a long line for lines. I’m getting claustrophobia
Am F# B
from the twenty-something set with bleary eyes.
Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
What is this? The line for lines? Long line for lines.
G B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
I don’t wanna be part of this Friday night or Saturday night.
G B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
I don’t wanna be part of this line for lines, long line for lines.
G B Am G
I don’t wanna be part of this night.
C G D
When I’m out these days I do is complain about the booming bass
G C
and the shitty DJ because if I wanted to go to a dance club,
G D
I’d own a bottle of Brut, a closet full of Christian Dior,
G
and I’d be in a different room.
C G
‘Cause we can dance to Otis Redding, P.O.S, and M.I.A
D G
and if you’re on Serato Scratch don’t call yourself a DJ.
C G
Beat detecting’s got no attitude, your tempo maps can’t feel and room,
D
but lemmings all have dancing shoes and
(barre again here)
G B
I’m just freaking out.
Am F# B
You’re assaulting me with thrusts like I’m an asshole.
Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
You’re sweating to the sounds of Billboard’s Hot 100
G B
like a total yeah bro dick.
Am F# B
Man, I thought that we all lived here ‘cause we’re different
Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
I guess I was wrong this time, and time after time
G B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
I don’t wanna be part of this Friday night or Saturday night.
G B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
I don’t wanna be part of these cokey times and eight dollar wines.
G B Am G
I don’t wanna be part of this night.
Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 (A few times)
G C
The city subway station never glistens.
The gates rise up like “Hey What’s up?
Em D
You’re in prison, confined by alcoholism and lack of better decisions
for having fun on the weekends.”
G
But this shitty atmosphere keeps bumming me out.
C
Don’t want my Club MTV. I hate Downtown Julie Brown.
Em
I guess these new prices hikes will make me grab my light
D
and climb the fire escape to the roof for a book that I like.
Just mess around with the verse chord progression for a little bit, end on G
This song was a beast to figure out, so I'm probably not completely right, just
leave a comment or correction if you have any other ideas.
Standard tuning
Chords Used
G-320003
C-x32010
Em-022000
D-xx0232
Cadd9-x32030
Cmaj7-x32000
Gadd9-320005
G (barre) - 355433
B (barre) - 799877
Am (barre) - 577555
F# (barre) - 244322
G C
The city subway stations never glisten.
Em
The gates rise up like they belong in prison.
D
And my balance is low. I better pick a good place, I got one ride to go.
G
Your fucking cocaine party fucking freaks me out.
C
When did Scott Weiland show up? How long’s he stickin’ around?
Em
I guess this new fare hike means that I’ll ride my bike,
D
play video games and do other stuff that I like.
Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
Gadd9 G Gadd9 G
Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
Gadd9 G Gadd9 G
Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
Gadd9 G Gadd9 G
Cadd9
C G
And in the morning cleaning up, we found these plastic bags
D G
with a little bit of party left and started to laugh,
C G
“Man, I’m glad I passed out from the booze and the weed
D G
cause the house stayed up ‘til 6 AM doing speed.”
C G
But now it’s 1 AM and I’m quite a few in
D G
and I can barely make out where the bathroom line begins
C G
and it’s been moving five inches every fucking five minutes.
D
I wanna ask the over privileged kids if
(I suggest barre chords here, except for the Cadd9-Cmaj7 parts)
G B
they would fucking mind?
Am F# B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7
I gotta take a piss in the cocaine room. What is this? The line for lines?
Cadd9 Cmaj7 G B
It’s a long line for lines. I’m getting claustrophobia
Am F# B
from the twenty-something set with bleary eyes.
Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
What is this? The line for lines? Long line for lines.
G B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
I don’t wanna be part of this Friday night or Saturday night.
G B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
I don’t wanna be part of this line for lines, long line for lines.
G B Am G
I don’t wanna be part of this night.
C G D
When I’m out these days I do is complain about the booming bass
G C
and the shitty DJ because if I wanted to go to a dance club,
G D
I’d own a bottle of Brut, a closet full of Christian Dior,
G
and I’d be in a different room.
C G
‘Cause we can dance to Otis Redding, P.O.S, and M.I.A
D G
and if you’re on Serato Scratch don’t call yourself a DJ.
C G
Beat detecting’s got no attitude, your tempo maps can’t feel and room,
D
but lemmings all have dancing shoes and
(barre again here)
G B
I’m just freaking out.
Am F# B
You’re assaulting me with thrusts like I’m an asshole.
Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
You’re sweating to the sounds of Billboard’s Hot 100
G B
like a total yeah bro dick.
Am F# B
Man, I thought that we all lived here ‘cause we’re different
Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
I guess I was wrong this time, and time after time
G B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
I don’t wanna be part of this Friday night or Saturday night.
G B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
I don’t wanna be part of these cokey times and eight dollar wines.
G B Am G
I don’t wanna be part of this night.
Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 (A few times)
G C
The city subway station never glistens.
The gates rise up like “Hey What’s up?
Em D
You’re in prison, confined by alcoholism and lack of better decisions
for having fun on the weekends.”
G
But this shitty atmosphere keeps bumming me out.
C
Don’t want my Club MTV. I hate Downtown Julie Brown.
Em
I guess these new prices hikes will make me grab my light
D
and climb the fire escape to the roof for a book that I like.
Just mess around with the verse chord progression for a little bit, end on G
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Bones
Bonet De San Ped (...)
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