Plastic Surgery Chords - Leatherface






Plastic Surgery
Leatherface
From Dog Disco

Leatherfaces music is many things:  angular, guttural, complex, melody-
driven, rough, overlooked, amazing, layered, lyrical.   But it is not, as a
general rule, beautiful.  The exception is this song, far and away the 
standout track on Dog Disco, and a world away from the serrated guitars that 
animate Mush.  With its minimal percussion and simple, slinky bass slides, 
this song relies even more heavily than normal on Frankie Stubbs lyricism 
and raspy delivery.  With Mush Leatherface can be credited with one of the 
greatest punk albums of all time (no hyperbole  just the truth), and while 
Dog Disco as a whole hardly reaches those heights Plastic Surgery itself 
ranks as one of the bands best moments.


Intro:

A F#m D A     A F#m D-A-D-A-D-A*

*A note about this back-and-forth progression, since its important: this is 
most easily (and probably correctly) played with first-position chords, and 
is a very quick change that resembles a triplet beat on each chord.  Its 
repeated throughout the song, so you have plenty of chances to hear it as 
you listen.  This tab doesnt include any rhythm information, so youll have 
to listen to the song anyway just to put things together correctly.


A___________________________F#m____________D____________A
My dear you said you sent a letter to me.  Never got it anyway.
A___________________F#m___________D
Playin that guilty game is all I want to do.
A                            F#m                   D                  
Now I lie awake with tequila sunrise, feeling like s**t  
A                             
Surprise, surprise  
A               F#m     D-A-D-A-D-A
by your lack of impiety.
(Chorus)     A          Bm          D
And theres really never been a day-dream didnt leave me smilin.
        A          Bm          D
And as I get old all I see makes less sense to me. 
                                         A          Bm                D
And theres really never been a day-dream didnt leave me smilin.
ABmD
Theres never been a dream, not even a wet dream, left me for him. 
(Etc.)
Theres something plastic surgery about this thing called a  CD,
Something status quo bout a rolled-up one pound note.
Theres something a bit false teeth, you say, never brushed them anyway.

Theres something credit note bout the age that you can vote.
Now Dear, you said you sent a letter to me.  I think I got it but I threw it away.
 Something squeaky clean that makes me.

(Chorus)
Theres really never been a day-dream didnt leave me smilin.
And as I get old all I see makes less sense to me. 
And theres really never been a day-dream didnt leave me smilin.
Theres never been a dream, not even a dream, left me for him.

End slide (note names): D E F# A