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The Ymca Down The Street From The Clinic

por The Lawrence Arms

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The Lawrence Arms are a punk rock trio from Chicago, formed in 1999. The lineup consists of Brendan Kelly (vocals & bass), Chris McCaughan (vocals & guitar), and Neil Hennessy (drums). They have released seven full-length albums and are currently signed to Epitaph. Their music and lyrics exhibit their propensity for juxtaposing references from history and literature with American pop culture. The band takes its name from a building the members resided in (and were later evicted from) called the Lawrence Arms

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The Lawrence Arms
The YMCA Down The Street From The Clinic
Metropole
2014
Submitted by: [email protected]

Key: E

Tuning: Standard EADGBe

Chords used:
C#m - x46654
E - 022100
B - x24442
A - x02220

Intro: C#m-E-B-A- x2

Verse 1:
C#m
Click on the link for
E
the world’s biggest dick
B
You can smell the rats
A
are dying As the ship
starts to sink Down
C#m
beneath the poor are
E
embraces and tears
B
Up against the bars
A
staring down their years
C#m
You told me to kiss you
E
because we were at the end
B
And I said I wouldn’t miss
A
you because baby, I’d be
C#m
dead And that’s the only way
E
it seems that I could get
B
away Otherwise I’m nothing
A C#m E B A
without you babe oh

Verse 2:
C#m
I got a bad sick stink
E
and I’m bathing in the
B
sink At the YMCA down the
A
street from the clinic
C#m
And there’s a sad old man
E
with a sad saggy ass
B
Just crying under the
A
electric dryer for your hands
C#m
And he’s wet, and he’s dying
E
and the spiders on his nose
B
Seem to indicate that he’s been
A
keeping warm out in the cold
C#m
And he’s a lot like me I guess
E
but we’re somehow not the same
B
They say you really die the last
A
time anybody says your name

Interlude: C#m-E-B-A-C#m-E-B-A--

Chorus 1:
C#m E
This sweet and sticky dream
A B
was nothing that I needed
C#m E
Just demons to believe and
A B
poisons lined up to feed them
A
And the rings inside this
E B
tree are rotten deeper down
A
Goddamn this fucking town
B
It’s restless and I’m drowning

Post Chorus: C#m-E-B-A- x2

Verse 3:
C#m
I got these black rotten teeth
E
Cracking off in bloody beef
B
And I haven’t seen the dentist
A
in at least six thousand weeks
C#m
And I’m high on this TV and
E
these whiskeys and these dreams
B
That I wouldn’t dare to follow
A
because I couldn’t dare succeed
C#m
So I write down shitty words
E
So I sit in titty bars
B
So I text and tweet and look
A
at nudes and beat off in the
C#m
dark Back when I was just a boy
E
These were okay ways to go
B
But baby I got old And
A
somewhere I ditched my soul Oh

Interlude:
C#m E B A
C#m-E-B-A--

Chorus 2:
C#m E
This sweet and sticky dream
A B
was nothing that I needed
C#m E
Just demons to believe and
A B
poisons lined up to feed them
A
And the rings inside this
E B
tree are rotten deeper down
A
Goddamn this fucking town
B--
It’s restless and I’m drowning
C#m E B A
We are the lonely seeds
C#m E B A
Adrift on burning seas
C#m E B
Just pour the goddamn
A C#m E B
round And let’s let
A(hold) A B C#m(hold)
these fuckers drown