Bomb the Music Industry! – Stand There Until Youre Sober (Guitar)
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Written by Jeff Rosenstock
Performed by Bomb the Music Industry
Transcribed by Adam Greenberg adamcgreenberg[at]hotmail[dot]com
I figured out the chords so I could do an acoustic version of the song. They are 100%
if you play along. I use open chords for whatever I can, I think it sounds best that way.
are pulled off the bomb the music industry website. This website isn't keeping the
I put in, so you'll have to figure out the timing.
Have fun with it, make it original.
D A G Brown paper bags metal cans. D A Em Sixty degrees Fahrenheit. D F# We can't see the stars tonight G Em ‘cause apartments generate ambient light A F#m G And I'm sorry that we're not already drunk. D A G Hours later we're getting there D A Em Meters away from the shore D F# My forty of Corona is just G E7 drops away from being kicked A G D And I don't know what I'm gonna be tomorrow. G Bm When you stayed overnight making out with a stranger Em D in the bottom of a boat that belonged to a stranger G and you came home at six in the morning Bm Em after being caught ass naked by the dude who threw the party D A D I thought that we'd never grow up. D A G And now all my friends rise at eight. D A Em They go to sleep before midnight. D F# And I just wanna drink 'til three G E7 Embarrassing myself publicly. A A#dim And you all used to be just like me Bm C You fuckers used to be just like me. D G Now I sit and stew alone. Bm Everyone's already sleeping. Em Everybody's moved away D and can pay their bills on time. G Bm No one else is making a hundred and ten bucks for twenty hours. Em God I hate this fucking place. D God I hate what happened to me. A G You promised we'd stay the best of friends. D A G But we can't 'cause I can't grow up. Em A And it kills me, yeah it kills me D Bm That I don’t know what I can do. Em 'Cause I can’t breathe correctly and C#7 I can’t sleep or anything and D F# G Gm I can’t think of anything, I can’t think of anything. D A G And now every night's miserable. D A Em I'm so sad that I can't even get drunk. D F# So let's go out just one last time. G E7 Let's finish off a box of wine. A A#dim Do shots of yukon jack and lime. Bm C D Can we drink 'til I fucking die? G I'll make you party at my funeral Bm 'Cause mourning is for suckers. Em I'll rent a ferris wheel D And cotton candy machine and have an open bar G With all the Pabst that you can drink Bm The PA blasting my Clash records. Em You'll finally know life's okay D Even when the bad things happen.
D A G (x2)
D A G So just one more beer, then grow up. D A G So just one more beer, then grow up. D F# So just one more beer. G E7 Go to work, pay your bills. D A D Eat a dick, one more beer, THEN grow up.