The Lawrence Arms
The YMCA Down The Street From The Clinic
Metropole
2014
Submitted by: jeremyunderground41@yahoo.com

Key: E

Tuning: Standard EADGBe

Chords used:
C#m - x46654
E -   022100
B -   x24442
A -   x02220


Intro: C#m-E-B-A- x2


Verse 1:
             C#m
Click on the link for
                    E
the world’s biggest dick
         B
You can smell the rats
                 A
are dying As the ship
starts to sink Down
  C#m
beneath the poor are
  E
embraces and tears
B
Up against the bars
 A
staring down their years
C#m
You told me to kiss you
        E
because we were at the end
      B
And I said I wouldn’t miss
            A
you because baby, I’d be
                    C#m
dead And that’s the only way
              E
it seems that I could get
          B
away Otherwise I’m nothing
        A        C#m E B A
without you babe oh


Verse 2:
        C#m
I got a bad sick stink
        E
and I’m bathing in the
            B
sink At the YMCA down the
 A
street from the clinic
              C#m
And there’s a sad old man
       E
with a sad saggy ass
     B
Just crying under the
         A
electric dryer for your hands
         C#m
And he’s wet, and he’s dying
         E
and the spiders on his nose
        B
Seem to indicate that he’s been
        A
keeping warm out in the cold
           C#m
And he’s a lot like me I guess 
          E
but we’re somehow not the same
             B
They say you really die the last
        A
time anybody says your name


Interlude: C#m-E-B-A-C#m-E-B-A--


Chorus 1:
     C#m              E
This sweet and sticky dream
    A              B
was nothing that I needed
     C#m         E
Just demons to believe and
   A                B
poisons lined up to feed them
        A
And the rings inside this
         E             B
tree are rotten deeper down
   A
Goddamn this fucking town
     B
It’s restless and I’m drowning


Post Chorus: C#m-E-B-A- x2


Verse 3:
            C#m
I got these black rotten teeth
         E
Cracking off in bloody beef
      B
And I haven’t seen the dentist
      A
in at least six thousand weeks
        C#m
And I’m high on this TV and
      E
these whiskeys and these dreams
       B
That I wouldn’t dare to follow
          A
because I couldn’t dare succeed
     C#m
So I write down shitty words
     E
So I sit in titty bars
     B
So I text and tweet and look
             A
at nudes and beat off in the
               C#m
dark Back when I was just a boy
           E
These were okay ways to go
    B
But baby I got old And
    A
somewhere I ditched my soul Oh


Interlude: 
C#m E B A
C#m-E-B-A--


Chorus 2:
     C#m              E
This sweet and sticky dream
    A              B
was nothing that I needed
     C#m         E
Just demons to believe and
   A                B
poisons lined up to feed them
        A
And the rings inside this
         E             B
tree are rotten deeper down
   A
Goddamn this fucking town
     B--
It’s restless and I’m drowning
C#m E   B              A
     We are the lonely seeds
C#m E B                A
     Adrift on burning seas
C#m E     B
     Just pour the goddamn
A    C#m E          B
round     And let’s let
              A(hold) A B C#m(hold)
these fuckers drown