Dead Kennedys – Halloween (Guitar)
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(3)
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[Intro]
C
[Verse]
C So it's Halloween and you feel like dancing C And you feel like shining and you feel like letting loose C But what are you gonna be? Babe, you better know F And you better plan C Better plan all day
[Chorus]
F Eb Better plan all week, better plan all month C Better plan all year
[Verse 2]
C You're dressed up like a clown putting on your act F C It's the only time all year you'll ever admit that
[Chorus 2]
F Eb I can see your eyes, I can see your brain C Baby, nothing's changed F Eb I can see your eyes, I can see your brain C Baby, nothing's changed
[Bridge]
Bb Eb C Because you're hiding in a mask Bb Eb C You take your fun seriously Bb Eb C No, don't blow this year's chance Bb A C Tomorrow your mold goes back on C After Halloween C After Halloween
[Verse 3]
C You go to work today you'll go to work tomorrow F Shitfaced tonight C You'll brag about it for months
[Chorus 3]
F Eb Remember what I did, remember what I was C Back on Halloween
[Bridge 2]
F But what's in-between? Where are your ideas? Eb You sit around and dream C For next Halloween
[Chorus 4]
F Eb Why not everyday, are you so afraid? C What will people say? F Eb Why not everyday, are you so afraid? C What will people say after Halloween? after Halloween after Halloween
[Outro]
Bb Eb C Because your role is planned for you Bb Eb C There's nothing you can do Bb Eb C But stop and think it through Bb A C But what will the boss say to you? Bb A C And what will your girlfriend say to you? Bb A C And the people out on the street, they might glare at you Bb A C And what do you know, you're pretty self-conscious too Bb A C So you run back and stuff yourselves in rigid business costumes Bb A C Only at night to score is your leather uniform exhumed Bb A C Why don't you take your social regulations, shove 'em up your ass? Bb A C Why don't you take your social regulations, shove 'em up your ass? Bb A C Why don't you take your social regulations and shove 'em up your ass