Will Wood – Marsha Thankk You For The Dialectics But I Need You To Leave (Guitar)
Key
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Versions
(2)
Guitar
Ukulele
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Chords
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
F Bb F They could prescribe you any illness you like, if you define the terms of your ailment Bb C You could sing a pretty malady like a black canary, but a crow don't know the smell of carbon monoxide F Bb F How many years have you been on that couch? They coulda quilt'd you in the throws by now Bb C You draw a line in the sand, where it ends and you begin, but the tide rolls in, so who knows? Oh, well.
[Chorus 1]
Bb C And a little identity never hurt nobody, Am Dm oh but lately you've been focusing too much on yourself Bb C So how many milligrams of you are still left in there? Bb C Am Dm 'Cause back in my day we didn't need no feel-good pills, and no psychiatrists Bb Am Gm Dm Bbm N.C. No we just drank ourselves to death, and goddammit we liked it
[Short instrumental]
F A7 Dm Bb F Bbm F
F A7 Dm Bb F Bbm F
[Verse 2]
F Bb Who makes the call, what's a symptom, what's a flaw? Could it be both? F Well I suppose that's an answer Bb C Would you give up your humanity for just a touch of sanity? 'Cause god knows, it's not like its cancer! F Bb F And good news to the purist, they discovered a cure for the symptoms of being alive Bb C It's a painless procedure with a low rate of failure, but very few patients survive!
[Chorus 2]
Bb C Am Dm And a little conformity never hurt nobody, but lately I've been worried that you're losing yourself Bb C So how many milligrams of you are still left in there? Bb C Am Dm 'Cause back in my day we didn't need no feel-good pills, and no psychiatrists Bb Am Gm Dm Bbm No we just bled out in our baths, and goddammit we liked it
[Instrumental]
F A7 Dm Bb F Bbm F
F A7 Dm Bb F Bbm F
[Piano Solo]
[Bridge]
Dm F Doctor, what's my prognosis if the studies show that C F Disease is in the eye of the beholder A7 Bb Tell me so it goes C Am Dm We depress to impress, I guess, in layer after layer to get off our chests Gm It's cold out now, we can take it off later C Better safe than sorry and we both know the dangers Dm F So doctor, could you run another test? C F A7 Bb Got a feeling this time I might just pass it, well if you raise the average! Bb C Am Dm We all sing when the bell curve rings, in lyrics symptomatic of the way we think Gm C If our harmonies don't sync, we can change our voices, our chorus unconditional of diagnosis
[Chorus 3]
Bb C Am Dm Back in my day we didn't need no feel good pills, and no psychiatrists Bb C Am Dm What can I say except don't heed no evil wills of moral nihilists Bb C A7 Dm I said back in the days of lobotomies, shock therapies, and mad scientists! Bb Am Gm Dm Bbm N.C. Oh don't you make me waste my breath, and goddammit—
[Instrumental solo]
F A7 Dm Bb F Bbm F
[Piano Riff]
[Final verse]
C F Dm Is your identity at stake? Does aspirin kill you with the pain? G C You're not your thoughts, you're not your brain, you're just that character you've made F Dm Up in your head, down in your heart, what seem like separate body parts G C Just come together to believe they're you, and not just chemistry F Dm It's not the way you were raised, not what the advertisements say G C Not what you pay for, what you pray for, what you want or what you say Am F And I see your tendency to redefine disease by what you need, G C and I'm afraid I can't prescribe the diagnosis that you seek Am F But something tells me that you need, forgive me now if I misspeak, G but something tells me that you like, yeah something tells me— F G That you prefer
To be sitting there flipping through those old issues of People
N.C. C
Well that's our time, see you same time next week