Biografia:
Slaughter Beach, Dog is an indie rock/punk band, the brainchild of Philadelphia-based musician Jake Ewald - best known as one quarter of Modern Baseball. The other members include fellow MOBO-ite Ian Farmer on guitar, Evan Clarke-Moorehead on bass, and Patrick Ware on drums. They play sweet jams about other people, and sometimes get a little alt-country. They're bringing it all back, baby.
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Slaughter Beach, Dog - "Bad Beer"
Tuning: E Standard
[Chords]
e|-------------------------------------------------------|
B|------------------------3--4---0--2--------------------|
G|-1----1----4--5------6--2--2---1--2--9--9----9----9----|
D|-2----2----4--4------6--0--4---2--2--9--9----9----9----|
A|-0---------2--3------4-----2---2--0--7--7----7----7----|
E|------2------------------------0--------8----7----6----|
E/A E/F# B Cdim C# D B7 E A E5 E5/C E5/B E5/Bb
[Verse 1]
N.C. E/A
I never thought that I could be
E/F#
One of the people on TV
B Cdim
I never thought that I could live like them
C# D
And have my friends
E/A
And sleep with them too
B7
So I abstained until I met you
N.C. E/A
I never mentioned anything
E/F#
About the songs that I would sing
B Cdim
Over the summer when we'd go on tour
C# D
And sleep on floors
E/A
And drink the bad beer
B7
I think I left it unclear
[Chorus]
E Cdim
Everything new is a little bit bad
C# B A
And everything old turns you off
E/F# B7
I can't take all these locals, Annie
A B7
When all they do is scoff at us
E Cdim
Anyway here is where I've gotta get gone
C# B A
Make sure that you lock all the doors
E/F# B7
I love looking at your pictures
A B7
But I still wish I'd brought more
[Instrumental Break]
E C# B7 A
B7
[Verse 3]
N.C. E/A
And then you saw this little kid
E/F#
Let out a whisper while he hid
B Cdim
Big box of candy on the Broad Street train
C# D
His dad complained
E/A
Oh, of all of these teens
B7
Stuck up and glued to their screens
E/A
You never told me how it felt
E/F#
When you were crying by yourself
E5 E5/C E5/B E5/Bb
All of the people on the crosstown bus were staring at you
E/A E/F# B7
Patting your knees, saying "I'm sorry, sweetie"
[Chorus 2]
E Cdim
Everything new is a little bit bad
C# B A
And everything old turns you off
E/F# B7
If we could sell these freakin' t-shirts baby
E/A B7
I might come home with a bit more money
E Cdim
Anyway here is where I've gotta get gone
C# B A
Make sure that you lock all the doors
E/F# B7
I love looking at your pictures
A B7
But I still wish I'd brought more
[Outro]
E C# B7 A
E C# B7 A
E
Tuning: E Standard
[Chords]
e|-------------------------------------------------------|
B|------------------------3--4---0--2--------------------|
G|-1----1----4--5------6--2--2---1--2--9--9----9----9----|
D|-2----2----4--4------6--0--4---2--2--9--9----9----9----|
A|-0---------2--3------4-----2---2--0--7--7----7----7----|
E|------2------------------------0--------8----7----6----|
E/A E/F# B Cdim C# D B7 E A E5 E5/C E5/B E5/Bb
[Verse 1]
N.C. E/A
I never thought that I could be
E/F#
One of the people on TV
B Cdim
I never thought that I could live like them
C# D
And have my friends
E/A
And sleep with them too
B7
So I abstained until I met you
N.C. E/A
I never mentioned anything
E/F#
About the songs that I would sing
B Cdim
Over the summer when we'd go on tour
C# D
And sleep on floors
E/A
And drink the bad beer
B7
I think I left it unclear
[Chorus]
E Cdim
Everything new is a little bit bad
C# B A
And everything old turns you off
E/F# B7
I can't take all these locals, Annie
A B7
When all they do is scoff at us
E Cdim
Anyway here is where I've gotta get gone
C# B A
Make sure that you lock all the doors
E/F# B7
I love looking at your pictures
A B7
But I still wish I'd brought more
[Instrumental Break]
E C# B7 A
B7
[Verse 3]
N.C. E/A
And then you saw this little kid
E/F#
Let out a whisper while he hid
B Cdim
Big box of candy on the Broad Street train
C# D
His dad complained
E/A
Oh, of all of these teens
B7
Stuck up and glued to their screens
E/A
You never told me how it felt
E/F#
When you were crying by yourself
E5 E5/C E5/B E5/Bb
All of the people on the crosstown bus were staring at you
E/A E/F# B7
Patting your knees, saying "I'm sorry, sweetie"
[Chorus 2]
E Cdim
Everything new is a little bit bad
C# B A
And everything old turns you off
E/F# B7
If we could sell these freakin' t-shirts baby
E/A B7
I might come home with a bit more money
E Cdim
Anyway here is where I've gotta get gone
C# B A
Make sure that you lock all the doors
E/F# B7
I love looking at your pictures
A B7
But I still wish I'd brought more
[Outro]
E C# B7 A
E C# B7 A
E
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