The band put up the tabs here, just not in coordination with the lyrics, so I did
that. I'm kinda bad at it, but this is my favorite song by them so I thought I'd give it a go!
http://chewingontinfoil.tumblr.com/post/3298484585/could-ye-put-up-the-tabs-for-well-basically
Most of the song's guitar is on offbeats, but I put the chords where the actual
chord changes are instead. Just listen to the song before you play, and I think
you'll get what I mean. If you have any corrections let me know! Feel free to tab
the rest of the album to the lyrics if you'd like! I plan on doing some of their
other songs eventually! :)
4/4
Bm
F#7
I’ve been dragging razor blades
G D A
over my face for about ten years straight,
Bm F#7 G
from the week I turned thirteen.
D A
Well, yesterday I turned twenty-three.
Bm F#7
Dad used to joke that he could shave with a knife.
G D A
I’ve never seen a cut on his face in all of my life.
Bm F#7
I hope my skin thickens
G A
into the kind of man I want to be.
D | F#7 | Bm | G A
[ Tab from: https://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/c/chewing_on_tinfoil/shaving_crd.html ]
D F#7
You’re numb? Yeah, sure, I’ve been numb.
Bm G A
It’s when you have so many choices, you end up choosing none.
D F#7
And you're bored, I think I know the sort.
Bm G A
As long as you don’t end up there as your first resort.
D F#7
One time a drunk news presenter from RTE,
Bm G A
took the time out of her busy night to explain to me,
D F#7
that boredom is a pretty recent term
Bm G A
and forty years ago, no one used the word
Bm G
And there is so much more than this,
D A Bbdim
some people survive by the skin of their wrist.
Bm G D
And I had to let you know.
A Bbdim D
Oh o-oh, oh oh
D | F#7 | Bm | G A
D F#7 Bm
I saw what was basically a child propped up on stage.
G A
He proceeded to say nothing in the loudest way.
D F#7 Bm
I lock my jaw so tight, point my eyes at the ground,
G A D
in a futile effort to repel the sound.
F#7
As my mind starts to wander away,
Bm G A
it calls back just to ask me was I ever this way?
D F#7
The chords seem so familiar, although his speech is slurred.
Bm G A
I notice we’ve the same shaving lines as he utters the words:
Bm G
And there is so much more than this,
D A Bbdim
some people survive by the skin of their wrist.
Bm G D
And I had to let you know.
A Bbdim D
Oh o-oh, oh oh
D F#7 G / D Bm G / D F#7 G / Em G
D F#7
At six a.m., eight years ago,
Bm G
I was lying in the middle of the Old Bawn Road,
D F#7
singing “I don’t care if any cars come,
Bm G
I won’t rise before the sun.”
