Artist: They Might Be Giants
Song: Climbing The Walls
Album: The Else

(Some of this is played on piano/Keyboard. I believe all of the chords contined 
with brackets are on piano)


        Dm (xx0231@1)   C/E (x3111x@5)   FI (133211@1)can't talk, I got to go
 Gm (355333@1)          Bb (x1333x@1)    C (x32010@1)           DmDon't (xx0231@1)call me back, I won't get the door
       Dm (xx0231@1) C/E (x3111x@5)       FGot (133211@1)to fo - cus on the job
          Gm (355333@1)      Bb (x1333x@1)    C (x32010@1)      Dm'Cause (xx0231@1)I got a new job climbing the walls


        Bb (x1333x@1)        F (133211@1)           Bb (x1333x@1)      FI (133211@1)was grinding my teeth, I was wasting my youth
       BbF       CAnd (x32010@1)using up my teeth
         Dm (xx0231@1) C/E (x3111x@5)       FNow (133211@1)I'm done chewing my nails
   Gm (355333@1)      Bb (x1333x@1)    C (x32010@1)    DmHanging (xx0231@1)my head, chasing my tail
           Dm (xx0231@1)  C/E (x3111x@5)   FIt (133211@1)got so bad I quit my job
        Gm (355333@1)  Bb (x1333x@1)       C (x32010@1)        Dm (xx0231@1)   ( C (x32010@1) FC) (133211@1)Then I got a new job climbing the walls


(F C F C
Too much junk, too much junk
          F (133211@1)     Gm (355333@1)        EbCan (x43121@3)we please clearout this house?
        Dm (xx0231@1)  G (320003@1)         Dm (xx0231@1)  GIn (320003@1)the trunk,     in the trunk
               Bb (x1333x@1)                 A)
And then we'll take it all to the dump
        Bb (x1333x@1)           F (133211@1)
Then we won't need the car
             Bb (x1333x@1)          F'Cause (133211@1)we'll stay where we are
    Bb (x1333x@1)      F (133211@1)      CAnd (x32010@1)I'll have all this room

I got tired of pacing the floor
Sick of it all, I'm done with the floor
Walked away ever since I got a new job climbing the walls

I was grinding my teeth, I was wasting my youth
And using up my teeth
Now I'm done chewing my nails
Hanging my head, chasing my tail
It got so bad I quit my job
Then I got a new job climbing the walls


 (1:45) Interlude: Dm / C F / Em Am / G C

The deep end, the deep end
People talk a lot, but they don't know
They pretend, they pretend
They don't really know how deep it goes

Now I misunderstood,
Thought the wall was just good
For staring blankly at

I got tired of pacing the floor
Sick of it all, I'm done with the floor
Walked away ever since I got a new job climbing the walls


Now I'm done chewing my nails
Hanging my head, chasing my tail
It got so bad I quit my job
Then I got a new job climbing the walls
Got a new job climbing the walls
Got a new job climbing the walls