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Song-Hitchhiker's Guide
Album-Clones
A - x0222x
Db7 - x4342x
D - xx0230
Bm7 - x20230
F#m7 - 2x222x
G - 3x0030
Intro- A, Db7, D, A X2
[A]Before you say a wor[Db7]d I should tell you that I've he[D]ard it all before
And you should pr[A]obably save your breath
Your feelings of disgu[Db7]st, your thinly veiled mistrust[D]
My friends have lectured me to dea[A]th
[A]The people on the new[Db7]s predicted he would los[D]e
And this was never part of a[A]nybody's thoughts
But something must have gave, o[Db7]r someone must have caved
'Cause now he's up[D] there and they're calling all the shots[A]
A[A]nd now most everyone's been taking turns at p[Db7]ointing out the flaws
Accu[D]sing us of sabotage and fr[A]acturing the cause
With fingers pointing everywhere an[Db7]d flapping of the jaws
I just av[D]ert my eyes and take the abuse[A]
[A]In social situations I keep m[Db7]ostly to myself
'Cause n[D]o one wants to hear about my f[A]ailing mental health
And party conversation, I just k[Db7]eep it on the shelf
'Cause I've di[D]scovered it's of very little use[A]
[A]And now I'm he[D]re
Stopped at the red[A] light
Watching the h[Bm7]eadlights
And [F#m7]what if it's all a trick that [D]I fell for
It's happened b[A]efore more times than I would [Bm7]care to[G] own [D]up to
And I don't know about [A]you
But I've been getting so[Bm7] tired
Of [F#m7]holding out my thumb for [D]salvation
The indic[A]ation is that no one really f[Bm7]eels lik[G]e slowi[D]ng down
A Db7 D A X2
[A]I listen to the Clash[Db7], I separate my trash[D]
I'm pretty vocal when I fe[A]el like things are getting out of hand
But nothing that I d[Db7]o is ever getting through[D]
And I just wonder if no[A]body understands at all
[A]The revolution won't be t[Db7]elevised 'cause television's free[D]
And no one's really su[A]re just what the price is going to be
We're slowly going brok[Db7]e, our scene's become a joke[D]
For coked-up funnymen and e[A]veryone but me
[A]I like to think that what we [Db7]had was more than just a fad[D]
That it was rooted in some [A]bigger kind of truth
But friends just shake their heads, [Db7]make jokes about the Dead
And [D]tell me that they used to think the [A]same things in their youth
[D]I'm stopped at the r[A]ed light
Watching for he[Bm7]adlights
And [F#m7]what if it's all a trick that I[D] fell for
It's happened b[A]efore more times than I would [Bm7]care to[G] own [D]up to
And I don't know about [A]you
But I've been getting [Bm7]so tired
Of [F#m7]holding out my thumb for s[D]alvation
The indic[A]ation is that no one really [Bm7]feels like[G] slowi[D]ng down
A Db7 D A X2
Song-Hitchhiker's Guide
Album-Clones
A - x0222x
Db7 - x4342x
D - xx0230
Bm7 - x20230
F#m7 - 2x222x
G - 3x0030
Intro- A, Db7, D, A X2
[A]Before you say a wor[Db7]d I should tell you that I've he[D]ard it all before
And you should pr[A]obably save your breath
Your feelings of disgu[Db7]st, your thinly veiled mistrust[D]
My friends have lectured me to dea[A]th
[A]The people on the new[Db7]s predicted he would los[D]e
And this was never part of a[A]nybody's thoughts
But something must have gave, o[Db7]r someone must have caved
'Cause now he's up[D] there and they're calling all the shots[A]
A[A]nd now most everyone's been taking turns at p[Db7]ointing out the flaws
Accu[D]sing us of sabotage and fr[A]acturing the cause
With fingers pointing everywhere an[Db7]d flapping of the jaws
I just av[D]ert my eyes and take the abuse[A]
[A]In social situations I keep m[Db7]ostly to myself
'Cause n[D]o one wants to hear about my f[A]ailing mental health
And party conversation, I just k[Db7]eep it on the shelf
'Cause I've di[D]scovered it's of very little use[A]
[A]And now I'm he[D]re
Stopped at the red[A] light
Watching the h[Bm7]eadlights
And [F#m7]what if it's all a trick that [D]I fell for
It's happened b[A]efore more times than I would [Bm7]care to[G] own [D]up to
And I don't know about [A]you
But I've been getting so[Bm7] tired
Of [F#m7]holding out my thumb for [D]salvation
The indic[A]ation is that no one really f[Bm7]eels lik[G]e slowi[D]ng down
A Db7 D A X2
[A]I listen to the Clash[Db7], I separate my trash[D]
I'm pretty vocal when I fe[A]el like things are getting out of hand
But nothing that I d[Db7]o is ever getting through[D]
And I just wonder if no[A]body understands at all
[A]The revolution won't be t[Db7]elevised 'cause television's free[D]
And no one's really su[A]re just what the price is going to be
We're slowly going brok[Db7]e, our scene's become a joke[D]
For coked-up funnymen and e[A]veryone but me
[A]I like to think that what we [Db7]had was more than just a fad[D]
That it was rooted in some [A]bigger kind of truth
But friends just shake their heads, [Db7]make jokes about the Dead
And [D]tell me that they used to think the [A]same things in their youth
[D]I'm stopped at the r[A]ed light
Watching for he[Bm7]adlights
And [F#m7]what if it's all a trick that I[D] fell for
It's happened b[A]efore more times than I would [Bm7]care to[G] own [D]up to
And I don't know about [A]you
But I've been getting [Bm7]so tired
Of [F#m7]holding out my thumb for s[D]alvation
The indic[A]ation is that no one really [Bm7]feels like[G] slowi[D]ng down
A Db7 D A X2
