Frank Zappa - Muffin Man Chords
Tempo:
129.6 bpm
Chords used:
B
C#m
F#
C#
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Start Jamming...
The Muffin Man is seated at the table in the laboratory of the Utility Muffin Research Kitchen.
Reaching for an oversized chrome spoon, he gathers an intimate quantity [A] of dried muffin
remnants [G] and, [F#] brushing his [F] scapular aside, proceeds [A#] to dump these inside of his shirt.
He turns to us and speaks,
[A] [Dm] Some people [G#] like cupcakes better.
[Bm] I, for one, care less [G#] for them.
[A#] Arrogantly twisting the sterile canvas snoot of a fully charged, icing-anointment utensil,
he puts forth a quarter-ounce green rosette near the summit of a dense but radiant muffin
of his own design.
[F] Later he [G#] says,
[D] Some people, some people, [G#m] like cupcakes [D] exclusively, while myself, I say, there is not, nor ought
there [B] be, nothing so exalted [G#] on the face of God's gray earth as that Prince of [F] Foods,
[G#] the Muffin.
[F#] Girl, you thought [B] it was a man, [C#] but it was a muffin.
[C#m]
[C#] He hummed around [B] till you found that he didn't [C#m] know nothing.
[F#m] Girl, you thought it [B] was a man, but it [C#m] only was a muffin.
[C#] The world's been stirred [B] and united as a [C#] result of him [C#m] stuffing.
[F#m]
[B] [C#m]
[F#]
[B] [C#m]
[F#]
[B] [C#]
[C#m] [F#]
[B] [C#m]
[C#] [G#]
[B] [C#m]
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[B] [C#m]
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[B] [C#]
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[C#] [F#]
[B] [C#m] He's a man, he's a man, he's [F#]
[B] [C#m]
[F#m]
[B] [C#m]
[F#]
[B]
[C#] [F#]
[B] [C#m] a man.
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[B] [C#m]
[C#] [F#]
[B] [C#m]
[F#] [B]
[C#m]
[F#]
[B] [C#m]
[F#]
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[B] [F#m] Girl, you thought [B] it was a man, but [C#m] it was a muffin.
[C#] Girl, [F#] cry, tears, [B] and midnight is here in [C#m] Sodom, him stuffing.
[F#m] Bruce Fowler on trombone, [C#] Napoleon Murphy Brock on [C#m] tenor sax and lead vocals,
Jerry Bozio on drums, [F#m] Tom Fowler on bass, Lenny [B] Wally on slide, George [C#m] Snoop on keyboard,
Captain Bepart on [C#] vocals and soprano sax and [C#m] madness.
Thank you [F#m] very much for coming to [B] the concert tonight.
Hope you enjoyed [C#m] it.
Goodnight Austin, Texas, wherever you are.
[B] [F#] [G] [B] [C#]
[C#m] [F#m]
[B] [C#m]
[F#]
[G#m] [B] [C#m]
[F#]
[G#] [B] [C#m]
[F#]
[C#m]
Reaching for an oversized chrome spoon, he gathers an intimate quantity [A] of dried muffin
remnants [G] and, [F#] brushing his [F] scapular aside, proceeds [A#] to dump these inside of his shirt.
He turns to us and speaks,
[A] [Dm] Some people [G#] like cupcakes better.
[Bm] I, for one, care less [G#] for them.
[A#] Arrogantly twisting the sterile canvas snoot of a fully charged, icing-anointment utensil,
he puts forth a quarter-ounce green rosette near the summit of a dense but radiant muffin
of his own design.
[F] Later he [G#] says,
[D] Some people, some people, [G#m] like cupcakes [D] exclusively, while myself, I say, there is not, nor ought
there [B] be, nothing so exalted [G#] on the face of God's gray earth as that Prince of [F] Foods,
[G#] the Muffin.
[F#] Girl, you thought [B] it was a man, [C#] but it was a muffin.
[C#m]
[C#] He hummed around [B] till you found that he didn't [C#m] know nothing.
[F#m] Girl, you thought it [B] was a man, but it [C#m] only was a muffin.
[C#] The world's been stirred [B] and united as a [C#] result of him [C#m] stuffing.
[F#m]
[B] [C#m]
[F#]
[B] [C#m]
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[B] [C#]
[C#m] [F#]
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[C#] [G#]
[B] [C#m]
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[F#]
[B] [C#m]
[F#]
[B] [C#]
[F#]
[B] [C#]
[C#] [F#]
[B] [C#m] He's a man, he's a man, he's [F#]
[B] [C#m]
[F#m]
[B] [C#m]
[F#]
[B]
[C#] [F#]
[B] [C#m] a man.
[G#]
[B] [C#m]
[C#] [F#]
[B] [C#m]
[F#] [B]
[C#m]
[F#]
[B] [C#m]
[F#]
[B] [C#m]
[B] [F#m] Girl, you thought [B] it was a man, but [C#m] it was a muffin.
[C#] Girl, [F#] cry, tears, [B] and midnight is here in [C#m] Sodom, him stuffing.
[F#m] Bruce Fowler on trombone, [C#] Napoleon Murphy Brock on [C#m] tenor sax and lead vocals,
Jerry Bozio on drums, [F#m] Tom Fowler on bass, Lenny [B] Wally on slide, George [C#m] Snoop on keyboard,
Captain Bepart on [C#] vocals and soprano sax and [C#m] madness.
Thank you [F#m] very much for coming to [B] the concert tonight.
Hope you enjoyed [C#m] it.
Goodnight Austin, Texas, wherever you are.
[B] [F#] [G] [B] [C#]
[C#m] [F#m]
[B] [C#m]
[F#]
[G#m] [B] [C#m]
[F#]
[G#] [B] [C#m]
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Key:
B
C#m
F#
C#
G#
B
C#m
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ The Muffin Man is seated at the table in the laboratory of the Utility Muffin Research Kitchen.
_ _ Reaching for an oversized chrome spoon, he gathers an intimate quantity [A] of dried muffin
remnants [G] and, [F#] brushing his [F] scapular aside, proceeds [A#] to dump these inside of his shirt.
_ _ _ He turns to us and speaks,
_ [A] _ _ _ [Dm] Some people [G#] like cupcakes better.
[Bm] I, for one, care less [G#] for them. _ _ _ _ _
[A#] _ _ Arrogantly twisting the sterile canvas snoot of a fully charged, icing-anointment utensil,
he puts forth a quarter-ounce green rosette near _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ the summit of a dense but radiant muffin
of his own design. _
_ _ _ _ [F] Later he [G#] says,
_ [D] _ Some people, some people, [G#m] like cupcakes [D] exclusively, while myself, I say, there is not, nor ought
there [B] be, nothing so exalted [G#] on the face of God's gray earth as that Prince of [F] Foods,
_ [G#] the Muffin.
_ [F#] Girl, you thought [B] it was a man, [C#] but it was a muffin.
[C#m] _
_ _ _ [C#] _ He hummed around [B] till you found that he didn't [C#m] know nothing. _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] Girl, you thought it [B] was a man, but it [C#m] only was a muffin. _
_ _ [C#] _ _ The world's been stirred [B] and united as a [C#] result of him [C#m] stuffing. _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
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_ [B] _ _ [C#m] He's a man, he's a man, _ he's _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
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_ [B] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
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_ _ [C#] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [C#m] a man. _ _ _
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_ [B] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [F#m] _ Girl, you thought [B] it was a man, but [C#m] it was a muffin. _
_ _ [C#] _ Girl, [F#] cry, tears, [B] and midnight is here in [C#m] Sodom, him stuffing. _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] Bruce Fowler on trombone, [C#] Napoleon Murphy Brock on [C#m] tenor sax and lead vocals,
Jerry Bozio on drums, _ [F#m] Tom Fowler on bass, Lenny [B] Wally on slide, George [C#m] Snoop on keyboard,
Captain Bepart on [C#] vocals and soprano sax and [C#m] madness.
Thank you [F#m] very much for coming to [B] the concert tonight.
Hope you enjoyed [C#m] it.
Goodnight Austin, Texas, wherever you are.
[B] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [B] _ _ _ [C#] _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ The Muffin Man is seated at the table in the laboratory of the Utility Muffin Research Kitchen.
_ _ Reaching for an oversized chrome spoon, he gathers an intimate quantity [A] of dried muffin
remnants [G] and, [F#] brushing his [F] scapular aside, proceeds [A#] to dump these inside of his shirt.
_ _ _ He turns to us and speaks,
_ [A] _ _ _ [Dm] Some people [G#] like cupcakes better.
[Bm] I, for one, care less [G#] for them. _ _ _ _ _
[A#] _ _ Arrogantly twisting the sterile canvas snoot of a fully charged, icing-anointment utensil,
he puts forth a quarter-ounce green rosette near _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ the summit of a dense but radiant muffin
of his own design. _
_ _ _ _ [F] Later he [G#] says,
_ [D] _ Some people, some people, [G#m] like cupcakes [D] exclusively, while myself, I say, there is not, nor ought
there [B] be, nothing so exalted [G#] on the face of God's gray earth as that Prince of [F] Foods,
_ [G#] the Muffin.
_ [F#] Girl, you thought [B] it was a man, [C#] but it was a muffin.
[C#m] _
_ _ _ [C#] _ He hummed around [B] till you found that he didn't [C#m] know nothing. _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] Girl, you thought it [B] was a man, but it [C#m] only was a muffin. _
_ _ [C#] _ _ The world's been stirred [B] and united as a [C#] result of him [C#m] stuffing. _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
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[B] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
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_ [B] _ _ [C#m] He's a man, he's a man, _ he's _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
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_ _ [C#] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [C#m] a man. _ _ _
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_ [B] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ [F#m] _ Girl, you thought [B] it was a man, but [C#m] it was a muffin. _
_ _ [C#] _ Girl, [F#] cry, tears, [B] and midnight is here in [C#m] Sodom, him stuffing. _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] Bruce Fowler on trombone, [C#] Napoleon Murphy Brock on [C#m] tenor sax and lead vocals,
Jerry Bozio on drums, _ [F#m] Tom Fowler on bass, Lenny [B] Wally on slide, George [C#m] Snoop on keyboard,
Captain Bepart on [C#] vocals and soprano sax and [C#m] madness.
Thank you [F#m] very much for coming to [B] the concert tonight.
Hope you enjoyed [C#m] it.
Goodnight Austin, Texas, wherever you are.
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