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From: ve9yn@nbnet.nb.ca (ve9yn)
Date: Wed, 31 Jul 1996 12:01:50 -0300


Psychiatrist by Screeching Weasel
Written by Ben Weasel (what a great guy)
>From the album 'Boogadaboogadaboogada'
Tabbed by Andrew Barthe (ve9yn@nbnet.nb.ca)

Listen to album for chord changes

Intro-Sorry, I couldn't tab it...believe me, I tried...I'm not good with leads.

Verse
BJohnny (x2444x@1)got upset and drank a bottle of seabreeze
D (xx0232@1)                                      AMommy (x02220@1)figured out that he wasn't to happy
BThe (x2444x@1)family looks nice but they're rotting inside
D (xx0232@1)                                          AThey (x02220@1)all hate each other but nobody knows why
BSo (x2444x@1)they go to the shrink he says, "you're very nice people
D (xx0232@1)                                          ABut (x02220@1)Johnny causes pain and negative feelings.
BHe (x2444x@1)really needs help" and then mommy starts crying
D (xx0232@1)                                                           A"But (x02220@1)if you give me your cheque book we can hospitalize him."

Chorus
E (022100@1)                          DMade (xx0232@1)dependent on your doctor for your mental hell
A (x02220@1)     B (x2444x@1)     A (x02220@1) BPsychiatrist (x2444x@1)E (022100@1)                  DThe (xx0232@1)Ritulin pills are gonna make you well
A (x02220@1)     B (x2444x@1)     A (x02220@1) BPsychiatrist (x2444x@1)E (022100@1)             D6 (xx0232@1)weeks of Bliss, you're emotional fix
A (x02220@1)     B (x2444x@1)     A (x02220@1) BPsychiatrist (x2444x@1)E (022100@1)                             DThen (xx0232@1)give daddy your bill for your therapy swill
A (x02220@1)     B (x2444x@1)     A (x02220@1) BPsychiatrist (x2444x@1)
Little lead like the intro...

Verse

Your doc is your srug he's got your medication
He gets thorugh to you better when you're under sedation
Something from your past that he won't let relax
You wish that you're dead but he makes the time last
So you sit in the day room and watch a TV
You're never alone, under close scrutiny
Don't cause any problems, you'll end up on your back
Chock full of thorazine and trapped like a rat

Repeat chorus(3 times daily)

ANy questions or comments or corrections...or if you figure out the
intro..please e-mail me at ve9yn@nbnet.nb.ca. Take 'er S VE EASY.