Bomb the Music Industry! – Stuff That I Like (Ukulele)
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1.0x
Chords
This song was a beast to figure out, so I'm probably not completely right, just
leave a comment or correction if you have any other ideas.
Chords Used
G-320003
C-x32010
Em-022000
D-xx0232
Cadd9-x32030
Cmaj7-x32000
Gadd9-320005
G (barre) - 355433
B (barre) - 799877
Am (barre) - 577555
F# (barre) - 244322
G C The city subway stations never glisten. Em The gates rise up like they belong in prison. D And my balance is low. I better pick a good place, I got one ride to go. G Your fucking cocaine party fucking freaks me out. C When did Scott Weiland show up? How long’s he stickin’ around? Em I guess this new fare hike means that I’ll ride my bike, D play video games and do other stuff that I like.
Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
Gadd9 G Gadd9 G
Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
Gadd9 G Gadd9 G
Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7
Gadd9 G Gadd9 G
Cadd9
C G And in the morning cleaning up, we found these plastic bags D G with a little bit of party left and started to laugh, C G “Man, I’m glad I passed out from the booze and the weed D G cause the house stayed up ‘til 6 AM doing speed.” C G But now it’s 1 AM and I’m quite a few in D G and I can barely make out where the bathroom line begins C G and it’s been moving five inches every fucking five minutes. D I wanna ask the over privileged kids if
(I suggest barre chords here, except for the Cadd9-Cmaj7 parts)
G B they would fucking mind? Am F# B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 I gotta take a piss in the cocaine room. What is this? The line for lines? Cadd9 Cmaj7 G B It’s a long line for lines. I’m getting claustrophobia Am F# B from the twenty-something set with bleary eyes. Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 What is this? The line for lines? Long line for lines. G B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 I don’t wanna be part of this Friday night or Saturday night. G B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 I don’t wanna be part of this line for lines, long line for lines. G B Am G I don’t wanna be part of this night. C G D When I’m out these days I do is complain about the booming bass G C and the shitty DJ because if I wanted to go to a dance club, G D I’d own a bottle of Brut, a closet full of Christian Dior, G and I’d be in a different room. C G ‘Cause we can dance to Otis Redding, P.O.S, and M.I.A D G and if you’re on Serato Scratch don’t call yourself a DJ. C G Beat detecting’s got no attitude, your tempo maps can’t feel and room, D but lemmings all have dancing shoes and
(barre again here)
G B I’m just freaking out. Am F# B You’re assaulting me with thrusts like I’m an asshole. Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 You’re sweating to the sounds of Billboard’s Hot 100 G B like a total yeah bro dick. Am F# B Man, I thought that we all lived here ‘cause we’re different Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 I guess I was wrong this time, and time after time G B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 I don’t wanna be part of this Friday night or Saturday night. G B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 I don’t wanna be part of these cokey times and eight dollar wines. G B Am G I don’t wanna be part of this night.
Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 (A few times)
G C The city subway station never glistens.
The gates rise up like “Hey What’s up?
Em D You’re in prison, confined by alcoholism and lack of better decisions
for having fun on the weekends.”
G But this shitty atmosphere keeps bumming me out. C Don’t want my Club MTV. I hate Downtown Julie Brown. Em I guess these new prices hikes will make me grab my light D and climb the fire escape to the roof for a book that I like.
Just mess around with the verse chord progression for a little bit, end on G