Beck – Send A Message To Her (Guitar)

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Chords

Verse riff:
E|-----------------   this is played throughout the verse,
B|-----------------   play this wherever you see Dm (except in the chorus)
G|-----------------
D|-----------------
A|----------10--8--
E|--10--10---------
[Verse 1]
Dm
Get up, son, hit your head like a drum, Weeds are all growin' in vain

Dm
Too much time, I've got too much time, Living in a waste of space

C                    B5
Take yourself, don't break yourself

Dm
It's all gonna be okay

C                     B5
Get used to it, don't lose your head

Dm
It's all gonna be the same
[Chorus]
Dm                            Bb
She knows Send a message to her

Dm                                     Bb
She knows She knows Get a message to her  She knows

G                 D
Na na na na na na Send a message to her

F                 C
Na na na na na na

G                 D                     F               D
Na na na na na na Send a message to her Na na na na na na
[Verse 2]
Dm
Now kill it dead, but don't let it die, There's a price sittin' on your head

Dm
Face it down, don't turn it around, Unless you want to be where you've been

C                    B5
Take yourself, don't break yourself

Dm
It's all gonna be okay

C                     B5
Get used to it, don't lose your head

Dm
It's all gonna be the same
[Chorus]
Dm                            Bb
She knows Send a message to her

Dm                                     Bb
She knows She knows Get a message to her  She knows

G                 D
Na na na na na na Send a message to her

F                 C
Na na na na na na

G                 D                     F               D
Na na na na na na Send a message to her Na na na na na na
[Bridge]
Gm             Bb                     D                Bb
I spell out my name In cigarettes and knives Trying to see her

Gm         Bb                 D                Bb
Give her a message On a dirty window Trying to see her
[Intrumental Chords] C# Bb C# Bb A C G D A C G D D Bb D Bb [Outro]
D
I've been stripping the days Off the sidewalk and pavement

Bb
The walls are all white And we're painting them whiter

D
For the zigzag mainline My radio's plastic

Bb
And I've tasted the fodder Of a saccharine ending

D
Day job, pay phone, one in a trillion

Bb
And the typecast heathen With a future all rancid

D
Something to believe Something to believe

Bb
Something to believe Something to believe That nothing hurts your feelings
D