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from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany

e-mail: Christian_Korbanka@msn.com
D
D/C#
D/B
D/A
Oh, I just don't know where to begin
G
G/F#
Em7
A
Though he says he'll wait forever - it's now or never
D
F#m7-5/C F#m7-5/A G G/F#
But she keeps him hanging on - the silly champion
Em
Em/D
A/C#
A
D/F#
She says she can't go home without a chaperone
Dm
Accidents will happen
F
G
We only hit and run
C
F
Bb
he used to be your victim, now you're not the only one
Dm
Accidents will happen
F
G
We only hit and run
C
F
Bb C
Bb/D
I don't want to hear it, 'cause I know what I've done
D
D/C#
D/B
D/A
There's so many fish in the sea
G
G/F#
That only rise up in the sweat and smoke like mercury
D
F#m7-5/C F#7-5/A
But they keep you hanging on - they say you're so young
Em
Em/D
A/C#
A
D/F#
Your mind is made up, but your mouth is undone
Dm
Accidents will happen
F
G
We only hit and run
C
F
he used to be your victim, now you're not the only one
Dm
Accidents will happen
F
G
We only hit and run
C
F
Bb C
I don't want to hear it, 'cause I know what I've done
Bm
And it's the damage that we do and never know
Bm
It's the words that we don't say that scare me so.

Em7

Bb

A
G

G/F#

Bb

Bb/D

D/F#

Em
Asus4

A6

A
D
D/C#
D/B
D/A
There's so many people to see
G
G/F#
Em7
So many people you can check upon and add to your collection
D
F#m5-7/C F#m5-7/A
G
But they keep you hanging on - until your well hung
Em
Em/D
A/C#
A
D/F#
Your mouth is made up but your mind is undone
Dm
Accidents will happen

A
G/F#

F
G
We only hit and run
C
F
Bb
he used to be your victim, now you're not the only one
Dm
Accidents will happen
F
G
We only hit and run
C
F
Bb C
Bb/D
I don't want to hear it, 'cause I know what I've
Bb
C
Bb
C
D
D(no 3rd) Dsus2 D(no
3rd) Dsus2
I know what I've, I know what I've done
F6 Fmaj7 F6 Fmaj7
I know, I know
D/F# Dsus2/F# D/F# Dsus2/F#
I know, I know

Senior Service
Charted by Ian Tanner (tanrocks@golden.net)
Intro:
F
F

Gm
Gm

| Gm
| Gm

| F
| F

(notes at the Gm riff are:

F
Senior
F
It's a
F
Senior
F
Though

Gm
Gm

| Gm
| Gm

|
|

C D F G A C D F )

Gm
service Junior dissatisfaction
Gm
breath you took too late It's a death that's worse than fate
Gm
service Junior dissatisfaction
Gm
it may be second hand It's by no means second rate

Dm
G
I want your neck
I want the seat that you sit at
Dm
G
I want your cheque
Because they told me I would get on
Dm
G
I wanna chop off your head and watch it roll into the basket
C
If you should drop dead tonight then they won't have to ask me twice
(Chorus)
Bridge :
F

| F

Bb

| F

| F

Bb

F
Bb
They took me in the office and they told me very carefully
F
Bb
The way that I could benefit from death and disability
(Chorus)

Dm
G
I want your company car
I want your girlfriend and love
Dm
G
I want your place at the bar
Because there's always another man
Dm
G
To chop off your head and watch it roll into the basket
C
If you should drop dead tonight then they won't have to ask me twice

(Chorus)
Fade-out :
F

| F

Bb

| F

| F

Bb

Oliver's Army
A
D
E
Don't start me talking; I could talk all night.
A
D
C#7
My mind goes sleepwalking while I'm putting the world to right.
F#m
B
F#m
B
E A
Called careers information. Have you got yourself an occupation?
Oliver's
D
E
A
D
E
Army is here to stay. Oliver's Army are on their way.
A
A/G#
F#m
A/E
D
D/C# E
A
D D/C# E6 E7
And I would rather be anywhere else but
here today.
A
D
E
There was a checkpoint Charlie, he didn't crack a smile.
A
D
C#m
But it's no laughing party when you've been on the murder mile.
F#m
B
F#m
B
E
Only takes one itchy trigger, one more widow one less white nigger.
. . .
D E6 E
<Chorus>
G#m
F#
E
D#
Hong Kong is up for grabs; London is full of Arabs.
C#
F#
E
F#
We could be in Palestine, overrun by the Chinese line
E
F#
with the boys from the Mersey and the Thames and the Tyne.
B
E
F#
B
But there's no danger. It's a professional career,
E
D#7
G#m
though it could be arranged with just a word in Mr. Churchill's ear.
C#
G#m
If you're out of luck you're out of work
C# F#
B
E F#
We could send you to Johannesburg
B
E
F#
Oliver's Army is here to stay
B
B/A#
G#m
B/F#

B
E
F#
Oliver's Army are on their way.
E
E/D# F#
B

and I would rather be anywhere else than here today (3 times)


B

E E/D#
Oh oh oh oh___

F#
Oh oh oh______

Big Boys
From: William Vaughan <wvaughan@magnus.acs.ohio-state.edu>
Big Boys (demo)
E
I am starting to function
In the usual way
Everything is so provocative
Very very, temporary
E
I shall walk (I shall walk)
Out of this place (out of this place)
I shall walk
A
Out on you
'Cause you go silly
If she's willing
B
A
E
Trying so hard to be like the big boys
G
So you take her to the pictures
Em
Trying to become a fixture
G
Inch by inch trying to reach her
Em
All the way through the second feature
C
D
Worrying about your physical fitness
C
D
A
Tell me how you got this sickness, Oh ohhhh..
E
I was caught in the suction
By a face like a truncheon
I was down upon one knee
Stroking her vanity

E
I was stuck on a hammerhead
I came alive and left for dead
As my face returned to red
Choking on my pride and pity
E
We can talk (we can talk)
Until your face is blue ('til your face is blue)
A
We can talk but she'll get to you
After you've been loved and hated
By the ones you've watched and waited
Found that they were overrated

B
She'll
B
She'll
B
She'll
B
She'll
B
She'll
B
She'll

E
be the one
E
be the one
E
be the one
E
be the one
E
be the one
E
be the one

A
- when the party's over
A
- when the girls have gone home
A
- that you'll wish you'd held onto
A
- but it's too late for you to
A
- who knows all your history
-

A
So you can cross her off your list
B
A
And you try so hard
B
A
And you try so hard
B
A
And you try so hard
E
To be like the big boys

Green Shirt
From: William Vaughan <wvaughan@magnus.acs.ohio-state.edu>
Here's Elvis Costello's "Green Shirt" from the demo version off
the reissue of "This Years Model". The original version is
on "Armed Forces" and has very little guitar. For the demo
version, there is an extra verse (the last one). Be sure to
concentrate on the bass strings of the chords and use the up and
down picking motion EC does (listen to the record for details)
*verse 1*
C
There's a smart young woman on a light blue screen
F
That comes into my room every night
C
And she takes all the red, yellow, orange and green
F
And she turns them into black and white.
*chorus*

C
And you tease
F
And you flirt
Bb
Bb/A
Bb/G
F
And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt
Bb
F
C
You can please yourself, but somebody's going to get it
Bb
F
C
Better cut off all identifying labels
Bb
F
G
Before they get you on the touture table
*same as first verse*
Cause somewhere in the quisling clinic
There's a short time typist taking seconds over minutes
She's listening into the Venus line
She's picking out names, I hope none of them are mine
C

And you tease


F
And you flirt
Bb
Bb/A
Bb/G
F
And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt
Bb
F
C
You can tease yourself, but somebody's going to get it
Bb
F
Never said I was a stool pigeon
Bb
F
Never said I was a diplomat
Bb
F
Everybody is under suspicion but
C
F
You don't want to hear about that
C
And you tease
F
And you flirt
Bb
Bb/A
Bb/G
F
And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt
Bb
F
C
You can please yourself, but somebody's going to get it
Bb
F
C
F
Better send the naked ledger to the big investigation
Bb
F
C
F
Who put these finger prints on my imagination
*same as verse 1*
There are wives in the windows
There are wives in the walls
There are wives in the kitchens
And wives in the halls
There are wives on poles
There are wives in your face
There are wives in holes
Coming out all over the place
C
And you tease
F
And you flirt
Bb
Bb/A
Bb/G
F
And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt
Bb
F
C
You can please yourself, but somebody's going to get it
*same*
You can please yourself, but somebody's going to get it
You can please yourself, but somebody's going to get it

Party Girl
Tabbed by Zach Maggio (nerm@prodigy.net)
A
C#m
They say you're nothing but a party girl
A
C#m
Just like a million more all over the world
D
D/C#
Bm
E
I know I shouldn't be raising my hopes up high but I've
A
C#/F
Seen the hungry look in their eyes

F#m
G
D
They'd settle for anything in disguise of love
F#
Seen the party girls look me over
Bm
D7
Seen em leaving when the party's over
D
G
They can't touch me now
D
G
You say you don't mind
D
G
D
We're so hard to find
C
C/B
Am
I could give you anything but time
D
E
Give it just one more try
D
E
Give it a chance
D
E
Starts like fascination
D
G
E
Ends up like a trance

BREAK:
A C#m
A C#m
A
C#m
Oh you'll never be the guilty party girl
A
C#m
Maybe someday we can go hiding from this world
C
C/B
Am
G
Maybe I'll never get over the change in style but I
A
C#/F
Don't want to lock you up and say you're mine
F#m
G
Don't want to lose you or say goodbye
D
F#
I'm the guilty party and I want my slice
Bm
D7
G
But I know you've got me and I'm in your grip like vise
D
G
They can't touch me now
D
G
You say you don't mind
D
G
D
We're so hard to find
C
C/B
I could give you anything
C
C/B
I would give you anything
C
C/B
I can give you anything but
C
C/B
G
A
Time
(Give you anything but)
C
C/B
G
A
Time
repeat ad infinitum

Goon Squad

(Give you anything but)

Transcribed by Ian Tanner, tanrocks@golden.net


Intro:
Em
|Em
|
(guitar melody: E(low) E(high) D B.....

E(low) C B G...

Em
D
Em
Mother, Father, I'm here in the zoo
D
Em
D
Em
I can't come home 'cause I've grown up too soon
Em
D
Em
I got my sentence
I got my command
D
Em
A
They said they'd make me major if I met all their demands
G
D/F#
A
I could be a corp'ral into corp'ral punishment
G
D/F#
A
Or the gen'ral manager of a large establishment
G
D/F#
A
They pat some good boys on the back and put some to the rod
A
But I never thought they'd put me in the
Em
D
Em
Goon squad
C
G/B
D
G
They've come to look you over and they're giving you the eye
Em
D
Em
Goon squad
C
G/B
D
G
They want you to come out to play You'd better say goodbye
INTRO
Em
D
Em
Some grow up just like their dads
And some grow up too tall
D
Em
D
Em
Some go drinking with the lads
Some don't grow up at all
Em
D
Em
And you must find the proper place
For everything you see
D
Em
A
But you'll never get to make a lampshade out of me
G
D/F#
A
I could join a chain of males or be the missing (a) link
G
D/F#
A
Looking for a lucky girl to put me in the pink
G
D/F#
A
They pat some good boys on the back and put some to the rod
A
But I never thought they'd put me in the
CHORUS
INTRO
Em
D
Em
D
Em
D
Em
Mother, Father, I'm doing so well, I'm making such progress now that you can hardly
tell
Em
D
Em
I fit in a little dedication
With one eye on the clock
D
Em
A

They caught you under medication

You could be in for a shock

G
D/F#
A
Thinking up the alibis that ev'ryone's forgotten
G
D/F#
A
Just another mummy's boy gone to rotten
G
D/F#
A
They pat some good boys on the back and put some to the rod
A
But I never thought they'd put me in the
CHORUS
OUTRO

Busy Bodies
from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany, e-mail: Christian_Korbanka@msn.com
D
A/C#
So you think that you have seen her,
D/F#
G
When you're lying in between her
D
A/C#
And you tell me that you don't care
D/F#
G
Busy bodies getting nowhere
D
G
Everybody's getting meaner
D
A
D
Busy bodies caught in the concertina

D/F#

D
G
E
A
You check her outline, break her regulations
F#/C#
Bm/D
E
You watch her legs through several service stations
F#m
F
Em
A7
Busy bodies, very busy, getting nowhere

Bm7

Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere


D
A/C#
Now you're ready for a merger
D/F#
G
With the company you're part of
D
A/C#
And you do the dirty business
D/F#
G
With your latest sleeping partner
D
G
You're becoming automatic
D
A
Busy bodies out playing with the traffic

D/F#

D
G
E
A
You want attention. You try my patience
F#/C#
Bm/D
E
With the best intentions you are nothing but a nuisance
F#m
F
Em
A7
Busy bodies, busy busy, getting nowhere
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere
D
Now you've given your performance

A/C#

Bm7

D/F#
G
Though the matinee was idle
D
A/C#
And you find out that a wave of
D/F#
Her right hand could seem so tidal
D
G
Just a second satisfaction
D
A
Busy bodies temporarily out of action

D/F#

D
G
E
You wash and brush up. You want to dress up
F#/C#
Bm/D
E
You want to kiss her but she's busy with her make up
F#m
F
Em
A7
Busy bodies, busy busy, getting nowhere

Bm7

A
A

Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere


D F6 C/E D/F# D
Oh.

Sunday's Best
Transcribed by Ian Tanner (tanrocks@golden.net)
INTRO:
A
A

|A
|A

|A
|A

|A
|A

|G
|G

|G
|G

|G
|G

|G
|G

|
|

A
G
Times are tough for English babies
Send the army and the navy
A
G
Beat up strangers who talk funny
Take their greasy foreign money
A
G
Skin shop, red leather, hot line
Be prepared for the engaged sign
D
E
Bridal books, engagement rings
And other wicked little things
CHORUS:
D
Standing in your socks and vest
D
Every day is just like the rest

E
Better get it off your chest
D
A/C#
E/B
But Sunday's
best

A
G
Stylish slacks to suit your pocket
Back supports and picture lockets
A
G
Sleepy towns and sleeper trains
To the dogs and down the drains
A
G
Major roads and ladies smalls
Hearts of oak and long trunk calls
D
E
Continental interference
At death's door with life insurance
CHORUS
D
E
Sunday's best, Sunday's finest
When your money's in the minus
D
E
And you suffer from your shyness
You can listen to us whiners
A

Don't look now under the bed


An arm, a leg and a severed head
A
G
Read about the private lives
The songs of praise, the readers' wives
A
G
Listen to the decent people
Though you treat them just like sheep
D
E
Put them all in boots and khaki
Blame it all upon the darkies
CHORUS
D
A/C#
Sunday's

E/B
best

ENDING FADE OUT:


D A/C# | E/B E | D

D
A/C#
Sunday's
A/C# | E/B

E/B
best

D
A/C#
Sunday's

E/B
best

D
A/C#
Sunday's

E |

Moods For Moderns


Chord chart... transcribed by Ian Tanner (tanrocks@golden.net)
Intro: E9
(opening guitar riff: |e
E9

e e e

g g# a

e | e

Moods for moderns (x4)

E
I get hit looking for a miss

I never thought that it would come to this


| B7#9
|

B7#9

E9
Moods for moderns (x4)
E
Though we may never be the same again

I am so proud that you've been taken in vain


| B7#9
|

B7#9

E
G#m
A
What if none of your dreams come true?
C
D
G
C
I can never run from you
C
D
G
A
There's never been a how d'you do
There's never been an ending
C7
B7
Soon you'll belong to someone else
E (b) (c#) (e) (g) (f#) (e) (c#)
A7
And I will be
your stranger
just pre - tending
A7 (based on intro riff... transposed to A)
Moods for moderns
Memory lingers
B7#9
I let you into
Foreign fingers
E9
Moods for moderns (x4)
E
D

I never thought that would see the day


I never thought that I would give you away

| )

E/B
best

B7#9

| B7#9

E
G#m
A
What if none of your dreams come true?
C
D
G
C
I can never run from you
C
D
G
A
There's never been a how d'you do
There's never been an ending
C7
B7
Soon you'll belong to someone else
E (b) (c#) (e) (g) (f#) (e) (c#)
A7
And I will be
your stranger
just pre - tending
A7
Moods for moderns

Let them break us

B7#9

Strong and sudden


ENDING:

Foreign fingers

E9 riff

(raunchy guitar chords) :


E
E
E
A
| E

| etc.

Chemistry Class
Chords transcribed by Ian Tanner (tanrocks@golden.net)
D
She throws back her hair and she shows you her mouth
C
The breath that I waste trying to ruin your life
F
Beauty's on a budget but you take it on the chin
Em
A
'Cause you have to do your duty taking orders from the kingpin
G
You've got a chemistry class I want a piece of your mind
F#m
A
You don't know what you started when you mixed it up with mine
D
C
Are you ready for the final solution?
Em

| A

Oh

| Em

| A

D
C
They chopped you up in butcher's school
Threw you out of the academy of garbage
F
Em
A
You'll be a joker all your life a student at the comedy college
D
People pleasing people pleasing people like you
C
F
Em
A
You've been around so long but you still don't know what to do
G
You've got a chemistry class I want a piece of your mind
F#m
A
You don't know what you started when you mixed it up with mine
D
C
Are you ready for the final solution?
Em

| A

| Em
Oh

| A

Sparks are flying from electrical pylons


C
Snakes and ladders running up and down her nylons
F
Ready to experiment, you're ready to be burned
Em
A
If it wasn't for some accidents then some would never ever learn
G
You've got a chemistry class I want a piece of your mind
F#m
A
You don't know what you started when you mixed it up with mine
D
C
Are you ready for the final solution?
Em
Em

| A
| A

(repeat)

| Em
Oh
Oh

| Em

| A
| A

|
Oh

Oh

Two Little Hitlers


From: michael@magick.net (michael p mccullough)
A
E
Why are we racing to be so old?
A
E
I'm up late pacing the floor I won't be told
A
E
D
You have your reservations I'm bought and sold
D
I'll face the music I'll face the facts
E
Even when we walk in polka dots and chequer slacks
A
E
Bowing and squawking Running after titbits
A
E7
Bobbing and squinting Just like a nitwit
(CHORUS)
D
Two little Hitlers will fight it out until
E
A
One little Hitler does the other one's will
D
E
D
E
I will
return
I will
not burn
Down in the basement
A
E
I need my head examined I need my eyes excited
A
E7
I'd like to join the party But I was not invited
A
E7
You make a member of me I'll be delighted
D
I wouldn't cry for lost souls, you might drown
E
Dirty words for dirty minds Written in a toilet town
A
E7
Dial me a Valentine She's a smooth operator
A
E7
It's all so calculated She's got a calculator
A
E7
She's my soft touch typewriter And I'm the great dictator

(Chorus)
A
A simple game of self-respect
E
A
You flick a switch and the world goes off
E
A
Nobody jumps as you expect
E
F#m
E
I would have thought you would have had enough by now
A
E7
You call selective dating For some effective mating
A
E7
I thought I'd let you down, dear But you were just deflating
A
E7
I knew right from the start We'd end up hating
D
Pictures of the merchandise Plastered on the wall
E
We can look so long as we don't have to talk at all
A
E7
You say you'll never know him He's an unnatural man
A
A
He doesn't want your pleasure He wants as no one can
A
E7
He wants to know the names of All those he's better than
(Chorus)
D
E
I will return
D
E
I will not burn

. . . . .

(What's So Funny 'Bout) Peace, Love And Understanding


by Nick Lowe, Elvis Costello
tabbed by pmartz@dsd.es.com
intro:
v1:

[repeat 4x]

G
D C
G
D C
As I walk through
this wicked world
Em
A
D
C
Searchin' for light in the darkness of insanity.
G
D C
G
D C
I ask myself
is all hope lost?
Em
A
D
C
Is there only pain and hatred, and misery?
G
D
G7/F
C
'Cause each time I feel like this inside, one thing I wanna know:
G
D
Em
A
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?
Ohhhh
G
D
Em
D
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?
G

v2:

G
As I walk on

[repeat 4x]
D

G
D C
through troubled times.
Em
A
D
C
My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes.
G
D C
G
So where are the strong ones?
And who are the trusted?
Em
A
D
C
And where is the har- - -mony? Sweet harmony.
G
D
G7/F

'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away, just makes me wanna cry.
G
D
Em
A
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?
Ohhhh
G
D
Em
D
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?
break:

Em

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D
C
Ohhhh - - -

G
D C
G
D C
So where are the strong ones?
And who are the trusted?
Em
A
D
C
And where is the har- - -mony? Sweet harmony.
G
D
G7/F
C
'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away, just makes me wanna cry.
G
D
Em
A
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?
Ohhhh
G
D
Em
A
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding?
Ohhhh
G
D
Em [hold]
What's so funny 'bout peace love & understa- - -nding?

fadeout: G

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