Biografía:
The Arrogant Sons of Bitches (Arrogantes hijos de puta, en inglés, y ASOB para abreviar) eran un sexteto de ska punk de Long Island, Nueva York (EEUU).
En 1995, Joe Werfleman y Jeff Rosenstock (que también es el líder del grupo Bomb The Music Industry!) pensaron que sería una buena idea formar una banda para intentar conocer chicas y, en palabras del propio Rosenstock: "seguimos así durante bastante tiempo, aunque también seguimos estudiando".
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Intro:
D A C G F# G A
D A
She broke up with me today
C G
I sucked it up. I said "I'm ok".
F# A
Then I went with Chris Valentino to Subway.
D A C
I walked in and the guy said "Hey, who was that fine pair of breasts you
G F#
walked in here with last week?" I said "Yo dude, that's my ex-girlfriend."
G A
He said "Is she free?"
[pickitup with the same chords!]
I said "What the fuck you think? Now give me something to drink,
I'm about to pass out cryin' and I need something to eat."
He said he thought that I could do better.
So I'm walking down to CVS with Chris and he says "Jeff, don't turn around"
So I do, and what do I see? The mouth of my ex that his tongue was down.
F# G
Maybe I should have lied to him and said she found another guy.
D A
A strong athletic type who had cute and adorable eyes.
F# G
But no, Mr. Fuckingjackass had to tell the truth.
A
Now I deal with him and her around me everyday, there goes serenity in my youth.
D A B G
Your love don't mean shit to some guy who sweeps the floors. [x2]
And I'm all right [x6] 1, 2, 1234!
[back to D A C G F# G A]
Figure I'd go to pizza everyday, and I'd be alright, then I heard what he did last night.
He delivered his six inch to her said that she was mad fucking tight.
Can't believe this happened to me, like when I got dumped by Meg Dockery
except my man Chris has been replaced with a dirty motherfucker with a scar on his face.
[chord change, F# G D A]
Suicidal thoughts run through my brain all day, I'd never go through with it.
I have nothing to do with it. Like a gambler betting on a losing horse for weeks.
Maybe the percentage of my profit margin slightly would increase
if I'd figure out a way to get you back.
[D A B G]
My love don't mean shit to some bitch who is a whore.
He sells you fresh heroes for $1.44.
My love don't mean shit to some bitch who is a whore.
I'm sick of your shit and I can't take it anymore!
[F# G D A]
I haven't had a peaceful night of sleep for weeks.
Nighty night turn out the light. Take the socks of my feet.
Put on my shoes, went to your house. You'd choose. Nothing to lose.
Went to your car. The windows were steamed.
Went back to my house hoping it was all a dream.
D A C G F# G A
D A
She broke up with me today
C G
I sucked it up. I said "I'm ok".
F# A
Then I went with Chris Valentino to Subway.
D A C
I walked in and the guy said "Hey, who was that fine pair of breasts you
G F#
walked in here with last week?" I said "Yo dude, that's my ex-girlfriend."
G A
He said "Is she free?"
[pickitup with the same chords!]
I said "What the fuck you think? Now give me something to drink,
I'm about to pass out cryin' and I need something to eat."
He said he thought that I could do better.
So I'm walking down to CVS with Chris and he says "Jeff, don't turn around"
So I do, and what do I see? The mouth of my ex that his tongue was down.
F# G
Maybe I should have lied to him and said she found another guy.
D A
A strong athletic type who had cute and adorable eyes.
F# G
But no, Mr. Fuckingjackass had to tell the truth.
A
Now I deal with him and her around me everyday, there goes serenity in my youth.
D A B G
Your love don't mean shit to some guy who sweeps the floors. [x2]
And I'm all right [x6] 1, 2, 1234!
[back to D A C G F# G A]
Figure I'd go to pizza everyday, and I'd be alright, then I heard what he did last night.
He delivered his six inch to her said that she was mad fucking tight.
Can't believe this happened to me, like when I got dumped by Meg Dockery
except my man Chris has been replaced with a dirty motherfucker with a scar on his face.
[chord change, F# G D A]
Suicidal thoughts run through my brain all day, I'd never go through with it.
I have nothing to do with it. Like a gambler betting on a losing horse for weeks.
Maybe the percentage of my profit margin slightly would increase
if I'd figure out a way to get you back.
[D A B G]
My love don't mean shit to some bitch who is a whore.
He sells you fresh heroes for $1.44.
My love don't mean shit to some bitch who is a whore.
I'm sick of your shit and I can't take it anymore!
[F# G D A]
I haven't had a peaceful night of sleep for weeks.
Nighty night turn out the light. Take the socks of my feet.
Put on my shoes, went to your house. You'd choose. Nothing to lose.
Went to your car. The windows were steamed.
Went back to my house hoping it was all a dream.
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