Bomb the Music Industry! – King Of Minneapolis (Guitar)
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[Pt I. DRANK MYSELF TO DEATH] (Tabbed by Dominic Bohata)
RIFF e|------------| B|------------| G|-5555-------| x4, then repeat until the Chorus D|-5555-5-6-7-| A|-3333-5-6-7-| E|------3-4-5-|
[Verse 1]
N.C.
We got a bottle of Jim Beam and I drank a liter
N.C.
To distract me from my constant overthinking I need a breather
[Chorus]
F G You built this up your head. The pressure Am C Relax, don't think too much cause you can't take this F Well, I relaxed with liquor G Am C The pressure has gone away, but baby, I can't see shit F G Am It's not the same to me when falling on my face F G It's not the same to me when C I finally drank myself to death
[Verse 2]
Do the riff again
N.C.
Enter the shaking, man, I shoulda eaten something. Enter the crying
N.C.
My life is useless and I won't amount to nothing, better start dying
[Chorus]
F G You built this up your head. The pressure Am C Relax, don't think too much cause you can't take this F Well, I relaxed with liquor G Am C The pressure has gone away, but baby, I can't see shit F G Am It's not the same to me when falling on my face F G Am Wrap me up in sheets, there's nothing left to see her
[Verse 3]
F G I should be old enough to know (better better) Am C And I SHOULD be young enough to not take everything so seriously F G SHOULD be smart enough to know that doing this is dangerous Am C This mixing anxious energy with drunk ferocious carelessness F G Am It's not the same to me when falling on my face F G Wrap me up in sheets, cause I C I finally drank myself to death Am I finally drank myself to death [Bridge] Ab Eb Bb e|-------| |-------| |-------| B|-------| |-------| |-------| G|-------| |---8---| |-------| D|---6---| |---8---| |---8---| A|---6---| |---6---| |---8---| E|---4---| |-------| |---6---| Ab Eb It's turned to laughs Bb I'm turning red outside on Cedar St Ab Eb It's twenty-two degrees C I'm screaming "M-I-N-N-E-A-P-O-L-I-S CAN KISS MY ASS IN HELL" Ab Eb Bb I've built you up in my head and now you've started a war in my head C G F And the soldiers are falling down Am G F They're too dizzy to even try to win F Awww fuck
Am G
[Pt. II. TRUE 'TIL COLLEGE] (Tabbed by Dominic Bohata)
[Chorus]
C G Fm Get me a friend or a smoke or a hospital or a suicide pill Am G F Get me a million dollar record deal so I can end this charade Am Fm C G Fm Cause I... I keep writing the same song over again, over again, over again Am Fm C G Fm Yeah I... I keep writing the same damn song over again and over again and over again
[Verse]
Am And it feels like heroin G C Fm I just got addicted to demanding your attention for my trite repetition Am G And I can't stop thinking about the first songs I ever wrote C Fm Where I swore off alcohol cause I knew better Am G And I can't stop feeling like that "straight edge" shit became a cult C Fm But I'm kidding myself by believing that the bar scene is any better
[Chorus]
Am Fm C G Fm And I keep writing the same damn songs over again and over again and over again Am F And it feels like there's nothing left at all
[Pt. III. OK Hangover] (Tabbed by Henrique Campos)
E B E C#m
E C A G#m F#m
F G E x3
G#
[Verse 1]
C#m My god C#m A E C#m I woke up on the floor of a famous Minneapolis rapper (whose name will go unmentioned.) C#m I didn't crush the cat A No one wrote "dick" on my forehead E C E C E C I wasn't seeing stars, I was seeing cigarettes and 1990's compact discs G B E I didn't even feel depressed like every other day that I wake up
[Chorus]
E B E A E I wouldn't trade it for the world, I would trade it for way less E B A Cdim Just a parking spot and a place to call my home C#m B I'm always waking up hating that life ain't perfect C#m A Despite what they say, my mistakes AREN'T worth it E Cdim But fuck it, I got through today A G# I can get through tomorrow, tomorrow F G F E Tomo-ro-ro-row
[Verse 2]
C#m A We lost a tire, but we put it back on E C#m I lost the love of my life, holy shit, I got a better one C#m A I lost a couple of my favorite shirts and favorite friends E C I lost my favorite band E C E C I feel like I have lost my mind and people tell me "this is fine." G B Still, I feel shitty every time I try to fucking fall asleep at night
[Chorus]
E B E A E I wouldn't trade it for the world, I would trade it for way less E B A Cdim Just a parking spot and a place to call my home C#m B I'm always making mistakes that are never worth it C#m A Despite what they say, I hate that life ain't perfect E Cdim But fuck it, I got through today A G# I got a few more tomorrows, tomorrows F G F E Tomo-ro-ro-rows F G F E Tomo-ro-ro-rows F G F E Tomo-ro-ro-rows
[Bridge]
G# C#m A E And everyday I wake and smile but by day's end my smile subsides C#m G# A B But I guess I'll be here a while and I'll smile through today, 'cause last night I didn't die
[Pt. IV. Cecil Otter Tattoo] (Tabbed by Henrique Campos)
E G#m C#m A E B And I know I'm not dead because I just threw up in my own mouth and swallowed back C#m A This hangover ain't that bad E G#m/D# C#m G# I feel worse just about every day, but James Brown must have sparked a change A B Somewhere in our dialogue about sleep, hardcore and not being young
E G#m C#m G#m A F E 2x
[Chorus]
E B Got it drilled in my leg E A Because I fucked my head E B C#m A When I'm all alone, I will always have one friend E When I wish I was dead G#m/D# And I hate my friends C#m G#m I must repeat this 'til the end A B E I still have a home even if my home's a van
[Outro]
E When I wish I was dead G#m/D# And I hate my friends C#m G#m I must repeat this 'til the end A B C#m I still have a home even if my home's a van A B C#m You still have a home even if your home's a van A I still have a home F#dim7 E I still have a home even if my home's a van
E G#m/D# C#m F#m
A B E