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| author | D Delmar Davis <don@suspectdevices.com> | 2026-02-04 23:06:27 -0800 |
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| committer | D Delmar Davis <don@suspectdevices.com> | 2026-02-04 23:06:27 -0800 |
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tabs and lyrics
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diff --git a/docs/TabsAndLyrics/README.md b/docs/TabsAndLyrics/README.md new file mode 100644 index 0000000..ef09858 --- /dev/null +++ b/docs/TabsAndLyrics/README.md @@ -0,0 +1,155 @@ +Also I need to find/make a decent recording of boise. + +Boise. + +In a hotel in boise. +We’re drinking with Small Ball Paul +And Cher UK after a pretty good show. +Maurine she took some twink in the bathroom +After mike took the girls away. +You're making out with Jessy +I guess anything goes. + +Chorus 1: +You threw us under the bus out in Boise. +With your open relationshit but you weren’t alone. +I turned to Jeff and I said "how does that work?" +And Jeffery says "Hey man mostly it don’t." + +It’s a new day rising and we’re still in Boise. +Let’s go have a drink and a meal for the road. + +You know that third bottle was never a good idea. +But your dad paid the amex so we never said no. + +Chorus 2: +Taking that 2 hour drive into Boise. +For dinner and drinks and to go see a show. +You punched me out with my hands on the wheel. +Spinning into the ditch screaming out of control. + +Bridge. + +Chorus 3: +Taking that 2 hour drive into Boise. +For dinner and drinks and to go see a show. +You punched me out with my hands on the wheel. +Screaming into the ditch spinning out of control. + +## not that bad + +Not that bad. + +You were right. And I'm Sorry. +I know hind sight is purfect but that wasn't bad. +Things we come to regret most in life take a moment. +Once that moment is gone well you can't take it back. + +You picked me up at the Middle East. +And took me to after hours clubs till 5 am +When I told you that I couldn't sleep with you +You just laughed at me then you paid for the cab. + +Then your shower curtain collaped all around me. +Found myself in a laughing pile in your tiny bed. +You were sweet, we were safe, and you found me. +I know hindsight is perfect but that wasn't bad + +There it was. My last night in boston. +And I'd committed myself to a long distant failure. +Case and point I couldn't even get out of town +What a fool. I'd already blown it. + +When I woke in that strange little bed out in south-e +With a hangover as deep as my guilt and south loathing +When you looked in my eyes you saw deep disappointment +Kind of broke my heart when you said hey was it that bad? + +[bridge] +Things we come to regret most in life take a moment +And once that moment is gone well we cant take it back. +So it seems that the best we can do is to own it. +And to say that you were right and I'm sorry. Cause that wasnt bad. + + +## buzz. + +Buzz. + +I'm late for work. +Wish I'd never left the bed. +Got my suit and tie on. +Then I hear that sound again. +And you know 20 minutes later. +Well I'm still fooling around. + +When I head out the door. +I take a final look around. +[chorus] +And woudln't you know in the other room +Callin soft and low. +And I tell myself +Just a little more. +I feel her pulling me +Like an undertow. +That irresistible buzz. + +I'm later still. Well I should just go back to bed. +Cause my work closthes are drenched +And that buzzing fills my head. +So I call up the girls. +Tell them I'm out sick today. +Yeah I know I got bills. +Fuck that I'm going to sit and play. + +[chorus] +Cause you know in the other room +Callin soft and low. +And I tell myself +Just a little more. +I feel her pulling me +Like an undertow. +That irresistible buzz. + +That irresistable buzz. + +[chorus] +And woudln't you know in the other room +Callin soft and low. +And I tell myself +Just a little more. +Another morning lost +In the afterglow +Of hat irresistible buzz. + +## Rumble/Dreck +Rumble/Dreck: + +We keep coming to this place again +And I'm hoping that the stench will end +Destroying the unity. +Of our punk rock community. + +But when the sieg heils went out in the pit +they met skateboards, boots and bloodied fists. +Taken out like so much Nazi trash. + +We keep coming to this place again +And I'm doubting that the stench will end +Destroying the flavor +Good german food on the table + +But uncle bills going on about the spics +and faules swartzer until i slam my fists +On the table "HAU VEG DEN NAZI DRECK" + +We keep coming to this place again +And the stench is never gonna end +Defiling the border +Between Justice and Order. + +When whites need food but blacks are looters +And target practice for uniformed sharpshooters +And it just keep coming back again +from the state our family and friends +Won't someone please just take out the trash.
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