Weezer – My Brain (Guitar)

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Alone II version: Verse:
A                                    D
My brain is working overtime. I need something to ease my mind

    Bm                         G
And as my thoughts go manic, I really start to panic.

F#m                        E
There’s no place to hide behind.

   A                             D
I freak and then hallucinate.  I go at lights when I should wait.

   Bm                           G
My parents think I’m lazy, But, damn, I’m going crazy.

  F#m                  E                                           
I can’t help my mental state. 
Chorus:
                            D
(Pick it up, ya’ll, pick it up)

       A                  D      A
Ooh-la-la (he’s trippin’) La-dee-dah (mental slippin’)

D          A                E
Take these brains out of my way. 
Verse:
  A                             D
I work into a frenzied clip.  I bite the corners of my lip.

    Bm                      G
I’m losin’ my appetite.  My pants don’t even fit right.

F#m                     E                                      
Take away the month-old dip, (Pick it up, ya’ll) 

   A                                    D
My hair could start a bowl cut fad, the state of my attire is sad.

    Bm                      G                      F#m                  E
And if I was run over, by a brand new Range Rover, Hey, I'd actually be glad.
Chorus:
                            D
(Pick it up, ya’ll, pick it up)

       A                  D      A
Ooh-la-la (he’s trippin’) La-dee-dah (mental slippin’)

D          A                E
Take these brains out of my way. 

D                        A       D                      A
   Do you really want me down?       Do you really want me?

D                        A       D                       A
   Do you really want me down?      Cause I'm waiting to see.
Solo: D A A D D Bm G F#m E Verse:
A                                    D
My brain is working overtime. I need something to ease my mind

    Bm                         G
And as my thoughts go manic, I really start to panic.

F#m                        E
There’s no place to hide behind.
Chorus:
                            D
(Pick it up, ya’ll, pick it up)

       A                  D      A
Ooh-la-la (he’s trippin’) La-dee-dah (mental slippin’)

D          A                E        D
Take these brains out of my way.                   (Repeat Chorus)