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rh2001-09-11d

Matthew Good
Song: Tripoli (Acoustic)
Album: "In A Coma"

Tabbed by J. Dekter
garagedoorsafetyisimportant@hotmail.com

tune down to Eb
listen for correct pattern

intro: F / C / Am / Em x4

F C Am / Em
Best to smile
F C Am / Em
Best to squeal for daddy
F C Am / Em
Best to revile
F C Am / Em
The baby Jesus loves the company
F C Am / Em
Must have lost my mind
F C Am / Em
When I lost the car keys
F C Am / Em
On my way out
F C G
Strange how you're not with me
F C Am G
Where has my head gone?
F C
Where do you hole up to
Am G
Mutilate the day away from me?
F C Am G
Where has my head gone?
F C Am (hold)
Well I felt it slip away
(continued...)
Best to defile
Best to stay sleeping
In a while
I will awake to be a has been
Must have lost my mind
When I lost your heart key
On my way out
Strange how you're not with me
Where has my head gone?
Where do you hole up to
Mutilate the day away from me?
Where has my head gone?
Well I felt it slip away
Well I felt it slip away

hahah, YES! I was playing that earlier. It's basically the same as the original, as far as chord pattern goes.

Generation X-Wing is fun as hell.

That is all.

I just turned on my computer, so I don't have a "ctrl+v" yet.

violently

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gathering words together and ripping them apart

happening fish wrote:starsinmybelly_

my cntl v =

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we're soulmates!


Blue Parade 4:53 Sarah Slean 6

The author is sculpting the interpretation of her text through implications and omissions.

So there I was. I hadn't attended church today, as though some force had spoken to my inner being, that church just wasn't the way to go. At around 7pm, I started to get a little hungry. A quick look around the house revealed: one package spaghetti, a loaf of bread, some sauce, a few cheese slices, and a lone moldy kiwi. College has been good to me.

The way to go seemed a grilled cheese sandwich. Cooking spaghetti was just too much effort, and somehow seemed just wrong. I can't explain it, I just knew spaghetti was wrong.

I turned the stove on, and stared off into the evening sky as my meager sandwich fried. It crackled in the pan, drawing my attention back to it. I flipped it over, and was pleased I had been daydreaming just the right amount of time for it to be a golden brown.

The popping and sizzling began anew on the bottom of my dinner. I thought for a moment I heard a heavenly choir singing, but dismissed it once I noticed it was just my roommate watching episode III again. Yoda kicks ass, seriously.

I walked back over to my stove, to check on the status of my piddly sandwich. Somehow, it no longer seemed quite so weak. As though, there was an inner strength to my now proud grilled cheese.

I leapt into action, seizing the spatula into my shaking hand. Some powerful force was at work here, I could feel it. I slowly flipped my now glowing sandwich over, and with a brilliant flash of light, the holy image of THE FLYING SPAGHETTI MONSTER APPEARED!!11!!!ONEONEONE!!!!11

Everything makes sense now. I used to be all hung up on drugs, and depressed about life. But after tonight, my life has taken on new meaning. I must get this message out, and spread the holy gospel of the Flying Spaghetti Monster. This has truly changed my life.

I can only hope that by giving the world a chance to own such a holy relic, that I can bring more into the loving noodles of the Flying Spaghetti Monster.

and from the heavens above, Ramen.

Istanbul was Constantinople

i know who you're waiting for
no one's coming though
so fuck you and your principals
and fuck whatever made me
perhaps you think i'm evil
perhaps you think i'm crazy

p.s. online lyrics sites suck. Hell, that was actually a fansite.

I mean, that's clearly not the right words. It's even correct in the CD booklet. But do you think that would be clear enough? Nope! Let's put it online incorrectly anyways!