• Song:

    A Song For The Metalheads

  • Artist:

    Butch Walker

  • Album:

    Sycamore Meadows

(intro 4x) G5 C5 D5

(on the C5 lift your middle finger, or which ever is holding the E5 on the D5 string)

          G5      E5                   C5             D5
press the tape recorder let's get this all down real fast
           G5             E5       C5        D5
before the insignificant thought goes by
        G5       E5                C5             D5
there's one more slow song left to write for the record
G5            E5         C5     D5
make all the metal heads cry

      G5             E5         C5                D5
throw rocks but not rocking and stand there just mocking
     G5              E5          C5             D5
with hands in their armpits that they'll later smell
         C5           B5               C5               E5
when you live in the past there's one thing that will last
     C5               D5              G5      G5
it's resentment that time won't sit still

( G5 C5 D5 ) (4x)

           G5           E5        C5          D5
the record business is fucked and it's kinda funny
      G5          E5        C5     D5
it'll separate a boy from a man
        G5         E5          C5                D5
you can buy every copy of your record with your money
    G5        E5       C5    D5
but you'd be your only fan

           G5            E5         C5           D5
if there's one thing my father said when he was younger
     G5          E5         C5               D5
to a kid with a mullet that looked like his son
   C5           B5         C5          E5
to want and to try is the difference why
     C5      D5                G5        G5
some people will walk and some run . . .thank you dad

( G5 C5 D5 ) (4x)

        G5           E5           C5               D5
sharpen up all your pencils cause class will come early
        G5           E5              C5        D5
there's so much you thought that you knew
          G5        E5           C5           D5
while the b list celebrities all pay for the fame
        G5              E5         C5     D5
they'll soak up what's left of the pool

        G5          E5    C5         D5
while a kid in the corner becomes a savant
   G5        E5           C5     D5
no one will care til he's dead
      C5              B5                C5        E5
or he falls from his grace with it all over the place
      C5           D5            G5      G5
and a piece of it stuck in his head

( G5 C5 D5 ) (4x)
Show more