Jesse Malin
Riding on the subway
The fine art of self destruction

My first tab so please go easy, any suggestions greatfully recieved.

Standard tuning: E B G D A E
Capo on 3rd fret

Bass intro
Em (022000@1)   G (320003@1)name="chord_022000@1">Em

Em (022000@1) G (320003@1)name="chord_022000@1">Em                  Em (022000@1)G (320003@1)name="chord_022000@1">Em
The Harlem mammas they are laughing
They call me punk rock think they're cute
The pizza boys they keep on starin'
I guess they finally made it off their stoop

Em (022000@1)                  GI (320003@1)don't even know and I don't even care x3
   COh (x32010@1)yeah

G (320003@1)       CSince (x32010@1)I've been hanging round
      G (320003@1)       CMachines (x32010@1)go up and down
      G (320003@1)       C (x32010@1)        D (xx0232@1)
Spray paint gospel on the beat
    G (320003@1)     CAnother (x32010@1)billboard reads
    G (320003@1)     CCome (x32010@1)to Miami Beach
    G (320003@1)     C (x32010@1)              DA (xx0232@1)man sells pretzels in the heat
Riding on the subway

Em (022000@1) G (320003@1)name="chord_022000@1">Em

Saints and sinners sweepstakes winners
Nine to five their smoking gun
Jazzman Jimmy's busked a million
Sometimes plays Duke Ellington for fun

I don't even know and I don't even care x3
Oh yeah

I've been hanging round
In the underground
One day I saw you in your seat
Past the transit cops
A three-card monty box
If I only had the guts to speak
Riding on the subway

CMother (x32010@1)told me yesterday
     G (320003@1)                             DThe (xx0232@1)things that God would never say before
       C (x32010@1)                       G (320003@1)                        DWe'll (xx0232@1)hang around the radio and listen to the status quo go on
I'm all right until Sunday night when

I keep going down
Took the local round
A soul confession in my sleep
Ain't no wishing well
Underneath the El
I still hope someday we might meet
Riding on the subway