Standard tuning

Note: when playing the G chord at the start of the G,C,D,G pattern you can hammer
on the third fret of the low E like this:

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--0h3-- | 


Riff (played on the verse after the middle-8 "Trash day in Atlanta GA...")

--3-----2-----3-2-3-----2-----3-2-- | 
----3-----3---------3-----3-------- | 
------0-----0---------0-----0------ | 
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----------------------------------- |  repeat round and round

Intro:
G , C , D , G

G     C      D       G
Trash day in Beverly Hills,
                   C                 D            G
All the sad little mommas with their happy little pills,
                    C                 D             G
That flirt with the lawn boys as they clean out the pools,
                  C                D           G
While the Mexican nannies take the children to school.
        Am                D
There's so much to be and nothing to do,
    C           D           G    C D G
How did it ever end up that way.


G     C      D                G
Trash day in Nashville, Tennessee,
           C            D          G
No-one can smell this religion but me.
            C             D               G
I see it in hairstyles of young Christian men,
                      C             D             G
That drink, smoke and fuck like the world's gonna end.
    Am                         D
And Sunday will come and we'll all just pretend
        C            D             G    C D G
That it never really happened that way,
                   C D G
happened that way,
                   C D G
happened that way,
                   C D G
happened that way.

      C                 G
I can tell a lie by the way that you walk,
          C                           G
and I can hear the confessions in the way you talk,
    C                           G        D      Em
and all the little actions that give yourself away,
             A                        C                   (riff)
So lie still don't talk, don't breathe, I'll be over soon.


G     C      D        G
Trash day in Atlanta GA,
                   C                D           G
I can hear the sanitary trucks from two miles away.
               C               D           G
I've said everything that this town has to say,
                        C                D           G
Won't you bring me your waste and let me throw them away.
Am                   D
Maybe I was wrong to call your heart a spade,
      C              D           G    C D G
But I wish it didn't happen that way,
                 C D G
happen that way,
                 C D G
happen that way,
                 C D G
happen that way.


G C D G
Ahhh...