Frank Zappa - Muffin Man Chords
Tempo:
130 bpm
Chords used:
B
C#m
F#
G#
G#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A#]
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
[G#] remnants [G] [F#] and brushing [F] his scapular [E] aside, [D#] proceeds [A#] to dump these inside of his shirt.
He turns to us and speaks.
[A] [G#]
Some people like cupcakes better.
[Bm] I, for one, [G#] care less 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.
[A] Later, he [G#] says, [D] some people, some people [F] like cupcakes [D] exclusively, while myself, I say,
there is not, [B] nor ought there be, nothing so exalted on [D] the face of [G#] God's great earth
as that [Dm] Prince of [Fm] Foods, [Bm] the Muffin.
[F#]
Well, [G] he [B] thought he was a man, [C] [C#] but he was a [C#m] muffin.
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He fumbled [G#m] around till [B] he found [C] that he [C#m] didn't know nothing.
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Well, [G] he [G#] thought he [B] was a man, but he [C#m] only was a muffin.
No pride is [B] heard in the night as a result [C#] of him stopping.
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Well, [G#] he thought he [B] was a man, [C#] but he was a muffin.
[C#m] [F#] No pride [G#m] is heard in the [B] night as a [C#] result of him [C#m] stopping.
[A] Bruce [F#m] Fowler on trombone, Napoleon Murphy Brock on [C#m] tenor sax and lead vocals,
Terry Bozio on drums,
[F#m] Tom Fowler on bass, [A] Benny Wally [B] on slide, [C#m] George Luke on keyboards,
Captain Bepart on vocals [F#] and soprano sax [C#m] and madness.
[F#m] Thank you very much for coming to the [B] concert tonight.
Hope you enjoyed it.
[C#m] Good night, Austin, Texas, wherever you [B] are.
Thank [F#] you.
[G] Well, [G#m] he thought he was [B] a man, but [C#m] he was a muffin.
[C#]
No [F#] pride [G#m] is heard in [B] the night as a result [C#m] of him stopping.
[F#] He [G] thought [B] he was a man, but [C#] he was a muffin.
[C#m] No [F#] pride [G#m] is heard in [B] the night as a result [C#] of him stopping.
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
[G#] remnants [G] [F#] and brushing [F] his scapular [E] aside, [D#] proceeds [A#] to dump these inside of his shirt.
He turns to us and speaks.
[A] [G#]
Some people like cupcakes better.
[Bm] I, for one, [G#] care less 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.
[A] Later, he [G#] says, [D] some people, some people [F] like cupcakes [D] exclusively, while myself, I say,
there is not, [B] nor ought there be, nothing so exalted on [D] the face of [G#] God's great earth
as that [Dm] Prince of [Fm] Foods, [Bm] the Muffin.
[F#]
Well, [G] he [B] thought he was a man, [C] [C#] but he was a [C#m] muffin.
[F#]
He fumbled [G#m] around till [B] he found [C] that he [C#m] didn't know nothing.
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Well, [G] he [G#] thought he [B] was a man, but he [C#m] only was a muffin.
No pride is [B] heard in the night as a result [C#] of him stopping.
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Well, [G#] he thought he [B] was a man, [C#] but he was a muffin.
[C#m] [F#] No pride [G#m] is heard in the [B] night as a [C#] result of him [C#m] stopping.
[A] Bruce [F#m] Fowler on trombone, Napoleon Murphy Brock on [C#m] tenor sax and lead vocals,
Terry Bozio on drums,
[F#m] Tom Fowler on bass, [A] Benny Wally [B] on slide, [C#m] George Luke on keyboards,
Captain Bepart on vocals [F#] and soprano sax [C#m] and madness.
[F#m] Thank you very much for coming to the [B] concert tonight.
Hope you enjoyed it.
[C#m] Good night, Austin, Texas, wherever you [B] are.
Thank [F#] you.
[G] Well, [G#m] he thought he was [B] a man, but [C#m] he was a muffin.
[C#]
No [F#] pride [G#m] is heard in [B] the night as a result [C#m] of him stopping.
[F#] He [G] thought [B] he was a man, but [C#] he was a muffin.
[C#m] No [F#] pride [G#m] is heard in [B] the night as a result [C#] of him stopping.
Key:
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[A#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ 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
[G#] remnants [G] [F#] and brushing [F] his scapular [E] aside, [D#] proceeds [A#] to dump these inside of his shirt.
_ _ _ He turns to us and speaks.
_ [A] _ _ [G#] _ _
Some people like cupcakes better.
[Bm] I, for one, [G#] care less 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.
_ _ _ _ _ [A] Later, he [G#] says, _ [D] _ some people, some people [F] like cupcakes [D] exclusively, while myself, I say,
there is not, [B] nor ought there be, nothing so exalted on [D] the face of [G#] God's great earth
as that [Dm] Prince of [Fm] Foods, _ [Bm] the Muffin.
_ [F#]
Well, [G] he [B] thought he was a man, [C] [C#] but he was a [C#m] muffin.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#]
He fumbled [G#m] around till [B] he found [C] that he [C#m] didn't know nothing.
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
Well, [G] he [G#] thought he [B] was a man, but he [C#m] only was a muffin.
_ _ _ _ _ No pride is [B] heard in the night as a result [C#] of him stopping.
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Well, [G#] he thought he [B] was a man, [C#] but he was a muffin.
_ _ _ [C#m] _ [F#] No pride [G#m] is heard in the [B] night as a [C#] result of him [C#m] stopping. _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] Bruce [F#m] Fowler on trombone, Napoleon Murphy Brock on [C#m] tenor sax and lead vocals,
Terry Bozio on drums, _
[F#m] Tom Fowler on bass, [A] Benny Wally [B] on slide, [C#m] George Luke on keyboards,
Captain Bepart on vocals [F#] and soprano sax [C#m] and madness.
[F#m] Thank you very much for coming to the [B] concert tonight.
Hope you enjoyed it.
[C#m] Good night, Austin, Texas, wherever you [B] are.
Thank [F#] you.
_ _ [G] Well, [G#m] he thought he was [B] a man, but [C#m] he was a muffin.
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No [F#] pride [G#m] is heard in [B] the night as a result [C#m] of him stopping.
_ _ _ [F#] He [G] thought [B] he was a man, but [C#] he was a muffin.
_ _ _ _ [C#m] No [F#] pride [G#m] is heard in [B] the night as a result [C#] of him stopping. _
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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
[G#] remnants [G] [F#] and brushing [F] his scapular [E] aside, [D#] proceeds [A#] to dump these inside of his shirt.
_ _ _ He turns to us and speaks.
_ [A] _ _ [G#] _ _
Some people like cupcakes better.
[Bm] I, for one, [G#] care less 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.
_ _ _ _ _ [A] Later, he [G#] says, _ [D] _ some people, some people [F] like cupcakes [D] exclusively, while myself, I say,
there is not, [B] nor ought there be, nothing so exalted on [D] the face of [G#] God's great earth
as that [Dm] Prince of [Fm] Foods, _ [Bm] the Muffin.
_ [F#]
Well, [G] he [B] thought he was a man, [C] [C#] but he was a [C#m] muffin.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#]
He fumbled [G#m] around till [B] he found [C] that he [C#m] didn't know nothing.
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Well, [G] he [G#] thought he [B] was a man, but he [C#m] only was a muffin.
_ _ _ _ _ No pride is [B] heard in the night as a result [C#] of him stopping.
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Well, [G#] he thought he [B] was a man, [C#] but he was a muffin.
_ _ _ [C#m] _ [F#] No pride [G#m] is heard in the [B] night as a [C#] result of him [C#m] stopping. _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] Bruce [F#m] Fowler on trombone, Napoleon Murphy Brock on [C#m] tenor sax and lead vocals,
Terry Bozio on drums, _
[F#m] Tom Fowler on bass, [A] Benny Wally [B] on slide, [C#m] George Luke on keyboards,
Captain Bepart on vocals [F#] and soprano sax [C#m] and madness.
[F#m] Thank you very much for coming to the [B] concert tonight.
Hope you enjoyed it.
[C#m] Good night, Austin, Texas, wherever you [B] are.
Thank [F#] you.
_ _ [G] Well, [G#m] he thought he was [B] a man, but [C#m] he was a muffin.
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No [F#] pride [G#m] is heard in [B] the night as a result [C#m] of him stopping.
_ _ _ [F#] He [G] thought [B] he was a man, but [C#] he was a muffin.
_ _ _ _ [C#m] No [F#] pride [G#m] is heard in [B] the night as a result [C#] of him stopping. _
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