Joey Cape - Move The Car
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| Band name | Joey Cape |
| Song name | Move The Car |
| Tab type | Guitar tab |
| Added | 05/21/2008 |
| Size | 2.52 kb |
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Band: Lagwagon (Joey Cape)
Song: Move The Car(acoustic)
Guitarist: Joey Cape
Tabbed by: hipp (clown_hipp@hotmail.com)
Riff
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B------------3------------------3-
G-----2-0-2----2-0-2-----2-0-2----
D---0------------------0----------
A-0------------------0------------
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D
The story it grows older, the story is no story here
I never knew what it is, and there's no sign of it ending
B
As I am it and ought to be, they're telling me I am
Em
They're telling me I am
G A
Telling me
D A G A D
Bowling race car driver, superficial hitman you're
A G A D
On the list at every door, you don't bowl or race fast cars
B G A
Composition competition you drive
Riff
D
Just because I don't go, to the church where you reside
I might as well forget it, the nineties won't be back again
B
Until i'm forty-eight years old
D
I can be the hungry, as i eat my words again, appealing yet apalling
B
Rising to my falling, I'm going to extreme ends, I'm gagging on their scene
Em
I'm gagging on their scene
G A
I'm gagging on
D A G A D
Bowling race car driver, superficial hitman you're
A G A D
On the list at every door, you don't bowl or race fast cars
B G A
Composition competition you shift
B F# G A B F# G
I'm the driver, over time in it's defense, I move their car
A
And for a moment it makes sense, but I fail them in the end
In the arms of old age, knowing only one to lose
Feeling nothing more to hide, consider life a forgery
As you're gagging on your scene, admit to fraudulence
Driven to this thought, death is certain, faith is not
D A G A D
Bowling race car driver, superficial hitman you're
A G A D
On the list at every door, you don't bowl or race fast cars
B G A
Composition competition you drive
Composition competition you drive competition
Competition I'm losing I fail it in the end