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Date: Thu, 26 Feb 1998 04:17:29 -0500
From: the mayan caper 
Subject: CRD:  Countdown.crd by Pulp

Countdown by Pulp
Written by Jarvis Cocker/Pulp
From the album Countdown and from Seperations
transcribed by Coreii Cunningham

Verse:

           Eb                                                                           C#  Eb

Oh, I was 17 when I heard the countdown start. It started

                                                                                   F# G#

slowly and I thought it was my heart. But then I realised that

                                                               F#  G#

this time it was for real. There was no place to hide, I had

                                                    C# Eb

to go out and feel that there was time to kill. And so i

                                                              C# Eb

walked my way round town. i tried to love the World. Oh,

                                                                    F# G#

and the world just got me down. And so, I looked for you

                                                                     F# G#

in every street of every town. I wanna see your face, I

                                                     C# Eb

wanna, I wanna see you now. I wanna see you now. Oh

                                                                                C# Eb

and so it went, so it went for several years. I couldn't stand

                                                   F# G#

it, no, it must be getting near. No, no, you don't understand.

                                                    F# G#

How many people have seen you in the arms of some other

           C# Eb

man. I've got to meet you, and find you, and take your

          C# Eb

hand. Oh my God, my god, you've got to understand that I

F# G#

was 17 - I didn't, didn't know a thing at all. I've got no

F# G#                                                C# Eb

reason, I've got no reason at all, oh no.


Chorus:

              C#m

Oh, the time of my

G#                                               Eb

life, oh, I think you came too soon (yeah, it came too soon

                              C#m              G#                                    Eb

then). Oh, and it could be tonight, if I ever leave this room

                                                         C#m

(if I ever leave this room now).  Wasting all my time on all those

G#                                                  Eb                            C#m

stupid things that only get me down. Oh, and the sky is crying

      G#                                             Eb

out tonight for me to leave this town (telling me to leave this

town...goodbye...okay...).


Verse:

Yeah, you can leave me, you
can, you can go some other place. You can forget it, yeah,
you know that it's okay. Because I own this town, yeah I
brought it, I brought it down on it's knees. Can you hear it
crying? Can you hear it begging me "please?" I know it's
coming, so soon now, oh it's on it's way. Oh no, oh no I
can hear them say - they say they can't survive. They say it's
all a lie and now, it's coming down, oh baby now please...


(Chorus)


Verse:

It's okay, you don't have to care, really, oh, really I
swear. No, no, you owe me nothing, you owe nothing to
me. Oh, and if I messed it up baby, that's all up to me,
yeah. And if you go then I won't follow, no...no...So many
times I've been thinking maybe I should. No, I'm gonna
stay, I'm gonna make my way. I'm gonna get on through
babe. I'm gonna make it someday.


(Chorus)

Outro Chords:  Eb C#m highG#

I'm gonna leave
this town. I'm never gonna hang around. The sky and stars
and God will never ever laugh. Me and moon and stars are
falling down.