------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Pride and the Pallor - Bad Religion ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by: Justin Le Tourneau aka theWizardsBaker Email: justin.letourn@gmail.com Tuning: EADGBE -----Intro----- G D E C G D G De------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| (xx0232@1)B------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| G------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| D------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| A-----------2-5/7-5--5h7-7-7-7-7-5-3---3~-\----------2-5/7-5--0h2-2b(4)p0-h2---------| E---3--3-3---------------------------3--------3--3-3-------------------------3~------| -/10-10-10-10-10-10-10--| -/10-10-10-10-10-10-10--| ------------------------| ------------------------| ------------------------| ------------------------| -----Verse----- G (320003@1) D (xx0232@1) E (022100@1) CPapa (x32010@1)had a wife and kids he kept them on a leash and he bid them all to do his every deed. G (320003@1) D (xx0232@1) E (022100@1) CWhen (x32010@1)he was a kid he was treated just the same so he hid his feelings from the family. A------------------2-5--| E----0~---2~---3-5------| G (320003@1) D (xx0232@1) E (022100@1) DLost (xx0232@1)as an island out at sea, resistant to the gentle waves of empathy. Chorus: C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) EPapa (022100@1)and his family always on parade. C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) ETearing (022100@1)through the turnstiles, a weekender's charade. G (320003@1) D (xx0232@1) C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) EBut (022100@1)time will tell, as their world crumbles to hell. DWhat (xx0232@1)they created was a C (x32010@1) Efamily (022100@1)story no one will tell. C (x32010@1) EIt's (022100@1)a photo album too terrible. But the C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) G (320003@1) F# (244322@1) E (022100@1) C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) Epride (022100@1)and the pallor continue to swell. And the matron silently prays. D D D D -----Verse----- Junior resented the tradition they upheld and it ate him up inside most every day. Silence was golden and they kept him to his word. So bewildered when he finally ran away. Oh, obligations never cease. Oblivious of the ways to give his soul some peace. -----Chorus----- Papa and his family always on parade. Tearing through the turnstiles, a weekender's charade. But time will tell, as their world crumbles to hell. What they created was a family story no one will tell. It's a photo album too terrible. But the pride and the pallor continue to swell. And the matron silently prays. G (320003@1) D (xx0232@1) E"Get (022100@1)me out of here, someones got to save the day." C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) EThe (022100@1)children are reminded to do it for the daddy's sake. B (x2444x@1) E (022100@1) C (x32010@1) DAnd (xx0232@1)happiness is ever so far, far away. -----Solo----- Rhythm plays: G D E C G D E C Lead plays: *Release Bend 1:56 e------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| B--15--15-15-15---15-----------------------------------------------------------------------------| G--14b---------14b----r14*-12-h14---12-12--11h12-11h12-12-14p12---12-12p11-11h12p11\9--11h12\9-7~| D-----------------------------------12-----------------------------------------------------------| A------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| E------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| 2:06 2:08 2:11 e-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| B-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------5---------| G--/9-9-9-7--7h9-9-9-7---------------------------------------4~-7--/9-9-9-9-9\7---/4----b4*-4p2-| D----------------------9---9p7-9p7p5-7h9p7p5~-7-9p7\5--5-7-5~-----------------------------------| A-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| E-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| " ...empthy yeah" e---------------------------------| B---------------------------------| G-2p0-b2(4)r2p0-------------------| D---------------------------------| A---------------2--5---7~---\5/7~-| E---------------------------------| A--------------2--5----| E----0~-2--3-5---------| G (320003@1) D (xx0232@1) E (022100@1) DYeah, (xx0232@1)lost as an island out at sea. Resistant to the gentle waves of empathy. C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) EPapa (022100@1)and his family always on parade. C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) ETearing (022100@1)through the turnstiles, a weekender's charade: C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) EIt's (022100@1)just a sick calamity that fatherhood made, G (320003@1) D (xx0232@1) C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) Ebut (022100@1)time will tell, as their world crumbles to hell. DWhat (xx0232@1)they created was a C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) G (320003@1) F# (244322@1) Efamily (022100@1)story no one will tell. C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) G (320003@1) F# (244322@1) EIt's (022100@1)a photo album too terrible. C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) G (320003@1) F# (244322@1) E (022100@1) C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) EBut (022100@1)the pride and the pallor continue to swell. And the matron silently prays.
