Corvette Bummer

Album : Beck (1994) - Loser (EP)
Tempo : 86
E-mail: gwendal.mollo@orange.fr
Repeat the bass riff all the song.

Intro

[Verse] (Only Drums)
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All my days, I had moldy bread
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Robot brains in the flying airplanes
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Hollowed out and filled with dust
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Rockin' like a hurricane under the rug
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Bored to the core on a sunken boat
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A worn-out candle in a plastic coat
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A ziplock bag, a pelican bone
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A perfect stupid cardboard reject
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Overfed electric comatose
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Riding in the air, invisible socks
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A broken blanket, flaming sawdust
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Waking up in the shadow of a piece of a dirt

Chorus

      B           G          B           G
Gonna fly like a dog, gonna leap right out the wall
      B           G          B           G
Gonna walk around this town with a can o' whiskey
      B           G          B           G
Gonna run like a bird, gonna roll out in the dirt
      B           G          B           G
Gonna run around this town with a phone machine
[Verse] (Only Drums)
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Yellow cat laying flat on the road
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Molten lead shooting out the ground
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Tin foil witch burning under the bridge
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Flap your wings and leap out the window
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Put a glass eye in the eyes of God
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Milk the kids, Polaroid cupcake
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Take it to the limit, new wave biscuit
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Camouflage gimmick, wimp out like never before

Chorus

      B           G          B           G
Gonna jump like a fly, gonna burn like a pig
      B               G               B              G
Gonna flap around and pass out on the kitchen floor
      B            G           B            G
Gonna crawl like a rock, gonna dance like a worm
      B                   G                [Bass Pause]
Gonna take my shoes right off and smell my socks
[Only  Drums x4 ] [Riffx2] [Bass enter] [Riffx8]
[Chorus]  (Only Drums)
      B          G         B                  G
Gonna fly like a squirrel, gonna swing like a chicken
      B                     G                   B           G
Gonna weed-whack a plate of noodles in the afternoon
      B           G             B          G
Gonna melt like a weasel, gonna fry like a kid
      B             G
Gonna get my walkie-talkie and some mustard and some mayonnaise

Outro

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And a mermaid and some macaroni, bricks, and some telephone wires
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And phone machines and a fax machine and a... hahaha!