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Ed Is Dead from:Andrew (wall@newton.otago.ac.nz)
Pixies
G C (for 3 strums)
Her head is in a bitter way
A F F#
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Her brain's on fire
G C (3 strums)
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She's just looking for the perfect wave
A F F#
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It's her brain's desire
I'll think of her when I walk the strand
On this true hormos a night
Ed is dead (4x)
She's just rotting in stupid bliss
With music on her bars uh
Her face burning in the L.A. sun
She got no got no fear of cars
I better kick my strand cruiser
To the friendlier oh oh oh oh oh oh
Ed is dead (4x)
Ed is dead ...
E. I. D., E. I. D., E. I. D., a nuh nuh nuh nuh no!
(Lead guitar bits are just a high G note with a little
string bending.)
Caribou
Pixies
Intro:
e---0-0---0-0-0---0-0-0---0-0---0-0---0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-|
B-5-5-42-2-0-1-5-5-5-42-0-0-5-5-42-2-0-1-5-7-8-7-5-|
G-------------0-------------1-------------0-----------|
D-------------2-------------2-------------2-----------|
A-------------3-------------2-------------3-----------|
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^whammy down
G Cm G Cm e-3---3---3---------|
B-3h4-3h4-3h4---7b6 >(b)15--------------|
?---9--7--11--14>>>(b)15--------------|
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?---15--11--11--11--11-----------|
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repeat above 5 times
Chorus
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?--9--12--14--16----------------------|
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repeat above 4 times??
then
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?--9--7--11--14>>>(b)15--14--14----0--|
?--9--7--11--14>>>(b)15----14--14--0--|
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keep notes bent to pitch of fifteenth
until playing open notes.
The whole solo section is based on making a
almighty noise with open strings (no chords).
Use feedback, waggling the toggle switch, quickly
turning the volume knob on the guitar up and down
and scratching the strings with your pick or a
slide or anything, right from the bridge up to
the nut. Make it up as you go along and have fun.
Lyrics :
Esta pensando sobre viviendo con mi sister en New Jersey
Echo me dijo que es una vida buena
Enrique bien chevere
We'll keep well bred
We'll stay well fed
We'll have our sons
They will be all well hung
They'll come and play
Their friends will say
Your daddy's rich
Your mamma's a pretty thing
That maid Maria she is really OK
Vamos a jurgar por la playa
I keep gettin' friends
Looking like lesbiens
If we get bored
We'll move to California
They'll come and play
Their friends will say
Your daddy's rich
Your mamma's a pretty thing
That maid Maria she is really OK
Vamos a jurgar por la playa
