Chords for Bruce Springsteen - Brilliant Disguise - Introduction (From VH1 Storytellers)
Tempo:
70.475 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
Eb
Abm
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I didn't really write very well about men and women until 87, so I was 37 at the time.
I wasn't doing very well either, so maybe that had something to do with it.
But, [G] the Tunnel of Love came along and I finally wrote a real record about men and women and what that's about.
And kind of the cornerstones of the record were the issues of identity and love.
Who am I and where am I going to be?
Where do I belong?
Where am I going to end up?
So, I'm going to tackle the easy one first, identity.
That's a joke.
Now, my wife will often finish an argument with me by saying,
Say that in your next interview, Mr.
Bruce Springsteen.
Implying [Eb] that a gap between an opinion I just voiced and my public self, if [G] heard,
in the public forum would shock, outrage, and disquiet my fans.
She's usually right, so she wins.
We all have multiple selves.
That's just the way we're built.
We've got sort of this public self, public face that we show to others.
I'm wearing mine right now.
There it is.
Wait a minute, the other self, though.
What's that applause mean?
Like, you worked well [N] on that public face?
You cheating, lying, you know?
What is that?
Well, I don't [G] get that.
What is that applause for?
It's mysterious.
But let me give you a for instance.
I used to like to go to the strip clubs back before they were fancy, the fancy ones.
Back in the prehistoric days before the lap dancing.
But there was two people who would rather me not go.
One whose wishes I must respect, but the other [Abm] one was that holier than thou [G] bastard, Bruce Springsteen.
Now, why would he want to deny a simple man his simple pleasures?
I will not bore you with, all right?
I had many arguments about it, and it kind of culminated in one day I'm sitting in a favorite spot of mine along the highway side.
And I'm enjoying the show, and I've had a few drinks, and my mind is momentarily at peace.
I'm marveling at the fact that the background radiation from the Big Bang,
the physical proof of all of creation that was there before me,
was discovered just ten minutes away from this bar that I was sitting in at that moment.
[B] Which is true, it's right over here in Homedale, New Jersey.
[D] But [G] with that happy thought in my mind, I got up to leave.
As I reached the parking lot, a woman and a man spied me and said,
Bruce, you aren't supposed to be here.
[D] So I could see where they were going with the whole [G] thing.
And so I said, well, I'm not.
I said, I am simply an errant figment of one of Bruce's many selves.
I drift in the ether over the highways and byways of the Garden State,
often touching down in image incongruous but fun [D] places.
[G] [C] Bruce does not even know I'm missing.
[G] He is at home right now doing good deeds.
So that usually [N] stupefies and satisfies him.
I gotta get through the world somehow.
And I go on my merry way.
So the self is a mysterious thing.
Love.
Now love, of course, can't be explained, only experienced.
Brilliant Disguise on first listening.
[G] I guess it sounds like a song of betrayal.
Who's that person sleeping next to me?
Who am I?
Do I know enough about myself to be honest with that person?
But a funny thing happens.
Songs shift their meanings when you sing them.
They shift their meanings in time.
They shift their meanings with who you sing them with.
When you sing a song with somebody you love, it turns into something else, I think.
And it becomes a song of kind of a reaffirmation of love's mysteries,
its shadows, our frailties, and the acceptance of those frailties,
without which there is no love.
So, let me bring out the missing essential ingredient in that equation.
Come on, Pat.
[N]
[G] [N]
[G]
I wasn't doing very well either, so maybe that had something to do with it.
But, [G] the Tunnel of Love came along and I finally wrote a real record about men and women and what that's about.
And kind of the cornerstones of the record were the issues of identity and love.
Who am I and where am I going to be?
Where do I belong?
Where am I going to end up?
So, I'm going to tackle the easy one first, identity.
That's a joke.
Now, my wife will often finish an argument with me by saying,
Say that in your next interview, Mr.
Bruce Springsteen.
Implying [Eb] that a gap between an opinion I just voiced and my public self, if [G] heard,
in the public forum would shock, outrage, and disquiet my fans.
She's usually right, so she wins.
We all have multiple selves.
That's just the way we're built.
We've got sort of this public self, public face that we show to others.
I'm wearing mine right now.
There it is.
Wait a minute, the other self, though.
What's that applause mean?
Like, you worked well [N] on that public face?
You cheating, lying, you know?
What is that?
Well, I don't [G] get that.
What is that applause for?
It's mysterious.
But let me give you a for instance.
I used to like to go to the strip clubs back before they were fancy, the fancy ones.
Back in the prehistoric days before the lap dancing.
But there was two people who would rather me not go.
One whose wishes I must respect, but the other [Abm] one was that holier than thou [G] bastard, Bruce Springsteen.
Now, why would he want to deny a simple man his simple pleasures?
I will not bore you with, all right?
I had many arguments about it, and it kind of culminated in one day I'm sitting in a favorite spot of mine along the highway side.
And I'm enjoying the show, and I've had a few drinks, and my mind is momentarily at peace.
I'm marveling at the fact that the background radiation from the Big Bang,
the physical proof of all of creation that was there before me,
was discovered just ten minutes away from this bar that I was sitting in at that moment.
[B] Which is true, it's right over here in Homedale, New Jersey.
[D] But [G] with that happy thought in my mind, I got up to leave.
As I reached the parking lot, a woman and a man spied me and said,
Bruce, you aren't supposed to be here.
[D] So I could see where they were going with the whole [G] thing.
And so I said, well, I'm not.
I said, I am simply an errant figment of one of Bruce's many selves.
I drift in the ether over the highways and byways of the Garden State,
often touching down in image incongruous but fun [D] places.
[G] [C] Bruce does not even know I'm missing.
[G] He is at home right now doing good deeds.
So that usually [N] stupefies and satisfies him.
I gotta get through the world somehow.
And I go on my merry way.
So the self is a mysterious thing.
Love.
Now love, of course, can't be explained, only experienced.
Brilliant Disguise on first listening.
[G] I guess it sounds like a song of betrayal.
Who's that person sleeping next to me?
Who am I?
Do I know enough about myself to be honest with that person?
But a funny thing happens.
Songs shift their meanings when you sing them.
They shift their meanings in time.
They shift their meanings with who you sing them with.
When you sing a song with somebody you love, it turns into something else, I think.
And it becomes a song of kind of a reaffirmation of love's mysteries,
its shadows, our frailties, and the acceptance of those frailties,
without which there is no love.
So, let me bring out the missing essential ingredient in that equation.
Come on, Pat.
[N]
[G] [N]
[G]
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G
D
Eb
Abm
B
G
D
Eb
_ _ _ _ I didn't really write very well about men and women until 87, so I was 37 at the time.
I wasn't doing very well either, so maybe that had something to do with it.
But, [G] the Tunnel of Love came along and I finally wrote a real record about men and women and what that's about.
And kind of the cornerstones of the record were the issues of identity and love.
_ Who am I and where am I going to be?
Where do I belong?
Where am I going to end up?
So, I'm going to tackle the easy one first, identity.
That's a joke.
_ Now, my wife will often finish an argument with me by saying,
Say that in your next interview, Mr.
Bruce Springsteen.
_ _ Implying [Eb] that a gap between an opinion I just voiced and my public self, if [G] heard,
in the public forum would shock, outrage, and disquiet my fans. _ _
She's usually right, so she wins.
We all have multiple selves.
That's just the way we're built.
We've got sort of this public self, public face that we show to others.
I'm wearing mine right now.
There it is.
_ Wait a minute, the other self, though. _
What's that applause mean?
Like, you worked well [N] on that public face?
You cheating, lying, you know?
What is that?
Well, I don't [G] get that.
What is that applause for?
It's mysterious.
But let me give you a for instance.
I used to like to go to the strip clubs back before they were fancy, the fancy ones.
Back in the prehistoric days before the lap dancing.
But there was two people who would rather me not go.
_ One whose wishes I must respect, but the other [Abm] one was that holier than thou [G] bastard, Bruce Springsteen.
Now, why would he want to deny a simple man his simple pleasures?
I will not bore you with, all right?
_ I had many arguments about it, and it kind of culminated in one day I'm sitting in a favorite spot of mine along the highway side.
And I'm enjoying the show, and I've had a few drinks, and my mind is momentarily at peace. _
_ I'm marveling at the fact that the background radiation from the Big Bang,
the physical proof of all of creation that was there before me,
was discovered just ten minutes away from this bar that I was sitting in at that moment.
[B] Which is true, it's right over here in Homedale, New Jersey. _
[D] But [G] with that happy thought in my mind, I got up to leave.
As I reached the parking lot, a woman and a man spied me and said,
Bruce, you aren't supposed to be here.
[D] So I could see where they were going with the whole [G] thing.
And so I said, well, I'm not.
_ I said, I am simply an errant figment of one of Bruce's many selves.
I drift in the ether over the highways and byways of the Garden State,
often touching down in image incongruous but fun [D] places.
_ [G] _ _ [C] _ Bruce does not even know I'm missing.
[G] _ _ _ He is at home right now doing good deeds.
_ So that usually [N] stupefies and satisfies him.
_ I gotta get through the world somehow.
And _ I go on my merry way.
So the self is a mysterious thing.
Love.
Now love, of course, can't be explained, only experienced.
Brilliant Disguise on first listening.
[G] I guess it sounds like a song of betrayal.
Who's that person sleeping next to me?
Who am I?
Do I know enough about myself to be honest with that person? _
But a funny thing happens.
Songs shift their meanings when you sing them.
They shift their meanings in time.
They shift their meanings with who you sing them with.
When you sing a song with somebody you love, it turns into something else, I think.
And it becomes a song of kind of a reaffirmation of love's mysteries,
its shadows, our frailties, and the acceptance of those frailties,
without which there is no love.
So, let me bring out the missing essential ingredient in that equation.
Come on, Pat.
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I wasn't doing very well either, so maybe that had something to do with it.
But, [G] the Tunnel of Love came along and I finally wrote a real record about men and women and what that's about.
And kind of the cornerstones of the record were the issues of identity and love.
_ Who am I and where am I going to be?
Where do I belong?
Where am I going to end up?
So, I'm going to tackle the easy one first, identity.
That's a joke.
_ Now, my wife will often finish an argument with me by saying,
Say that in your next interview, Mr.
Bruce Springsteen.
_ _ Implying [Eb] that a gap between an opinion I just voiced and my public self, if [G] heard,
in the public forum would shock, outrage, and disquiet my fans. _ _
She's usually right, so she wins.
We all have multiple selves.
That's just the way we're built.
We've got sort of this public self, public face that we show to others.
I'm wearing mine right now.
There it is.
_ Wait a minute, the other self, though. _
What's that applause mean?
Like, you worked well [N] on that public face?
You cheating, lying, you know?
What is that?
Well, I don't [G] get that.
What is that applause for?
It's mysterious.
But let me give you a for instance.
I used to like to go to the strip clubs back before they were fancy, the fancy ones.
Back in the prehistoric days before the lap dancing.
But there was two people who would rather me not go.
_ One whose wishes I must respect, but the other [Abm] one was that holier than thou [G] bastard, Bruce Springsteen.
Now, why would he want to deny a simple man his simple pleasures?
I will not bore you with, all right?
_ I had many arguments about it, and it kind of culminated in one day I'm sitting in a favorite spot of mine along the highway side.
And I'm enjoying the show, and I've had a few drinks, and my mind is momentarily at peace. _
_ I'm marveling at the fact that the background radiation from the Big Bang,
the physical proof of all of creation that was there before me,
was discovered just ten minutes away from this bar that I was sitting in at that moment.
[B] Which is true, it's right over here in Homedale, New Jersey. _
[D] But [G] with that happy thought in my mind, I got up to leave.
As I reached the parking lot, a woman and a man spied me and said,
Bruce, you aren't supposed to be here.
[D] So I could see where they were going with the whole [G] thing.
And so I said, well, I'm not.
_ I said, I am simply an errant figment of one of Bruce's many selves.
I drift in the ether over the highways and byways of the Garden State,
often touching down in image incongruous but fun [D] places.
_ [G] _ _ [C] _ Bruce does not even know I'm missing.
[G] _ _ _ He is at home right now doing good deeds.
_ So that usually [N] stupefies and satisfies him.
_ I gotta get through the world somehow.
And _ I go on my merry way.
So the self is a mysterious thing.
Love.
Now love, of course, can't be explained, only experienced.
Brilliant Disguise on first listening.
[G] I guess it sounds like a song of betrayal.
Who's that person sleeping next to me?
Who am I?
Do I know enough about myself to be honest with that person? _
But a funny thing happens.
Songs shift their meanings when you sing them.
They shift their meanings in time.
They shift their meanings with who you sing them with.
When you sing a song with somebody you love, it turns into something else, I think.
And it becomes a song of kind of a reaffirmation of love's mysteries,
its shadows, our frailties, and the acceptance of those frailties,
without which there is no love.
So, let me bring out the missing essential ingredient in that equation.
Come on, Pat.
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _