Tab by Matt Morrow, PattyNet.net

GGDGBD
Capo II

(transcribed from an acoustic performance at Calvin College on 4-14-00)

G:    000000
D/G:  004030
C/G:  002010
Em:   999900
D:    777700
C:    555500

Verse pattern:

D/G (300232@1)   C/G (3x555x@1)      G--0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0---0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0--| (320003@1)--3-3-3-3--1-1-1-1---0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0--|
--0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0---0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0--|
--4-4-4-4--2-2-2-2---0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0--|
--0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0---0-0-0-0--5-5-5-4--|
--0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0---0-0-0-0--5-5-5-4--|
  anyone     remember Tony  . . . . . . . . etc.

D/G (300232@1)      C/G (3x555x@1)     GDoes (320003@1)anyone remember Tony?

D/G (300232@1)               C/G (3x555x@1)              GHe (320003@1)was a quiet boy, a little overweight, he had breasts like a girl

D/G (300232@1)             C/G (3x555x@1)        GWhen (320003@1)I wasn't too busy feeling lonely

D/G (300232@1)              C/G (3x555x@1)   G (320003@1)              D/G (300232@1)     C/G (3x555x@1)  GI'd (320003@1)stare over his shoulder at a map of the world

D/G (300232@1)            C/G (3x555x@1)       GHe (320003@1)always finished all his homework

D/G (300232@1)              C/G (3x555x@1)        GRaised (320003@1)his hand in homeroom

D/G (300232@1)          C/G (3x555x@1)        GFor (320003@1)the morning attendance

D/G (300232@1)             C/G (3x555x@1)           GAnd (320003@1)to pledge allegiance to the gloom

Em (022000@1)  D (xx0232@1)           C (x32010@1)        GHey (320003@1)Tony, what's so good about dying

Em (022000@1)          D (xx0232@1)        C (x32010@1)      GI (320003@1)think I might do a little dying today

Em (022000@1)          D (xx0232@1)             C (x32010@1)           GLooked (320003@1)in the mirror saw that little faggot staring back at him

Em (022000@1)         D (xx0232@1)     C (x32010@1)           GPulled (320003@1)out a gun and blew himself away

I hated every day of high school
Funny, I guess you did too
Funny how I never knew
There I was sitting right behind you
They wrote it in the local rag
Death comes to the local fag
I guess you finally stopped believing that any hope would ever find you
I knew that story, I was sitting right behind you

Hey Tony, what's so good about dying?
I think I might do a little dying today
He looked in the mirror, saw that little faggot staring back at him
Pulled out a gun, and blew himself away