Marsha, Thankk You for the Dialectics, but I Need You to Leave Chords by Will Wood

Tempo:
167.1 bpm
Chords used:

F

C

Bb

Dm

A

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Marsha, Thankk You for the Dialectics, but I Need You to Leave chords
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[F] [A] [Dm]
[Bb] [Dm] [Bbm]
[F]
[Db] [C] [F]
[Db] [F]
[Gb] [F]
[C]
[F] They could prescribe you any illness you'd like if [Bb] you defined the terms of [F] your emblem.
You could sing a pretty melody like a black canary [Bb] but a crow don't know the smell [C] of carbon monoxide.
[F] How many years have you been on that couch?
They [Bb] could have grilled you in the throes [F] by now.
You draw a line in the sand where [Eb] it ends and [Bb] you begin but the tide rolls in so who [C] knows?
Oh, [Bb] Atlanta, little identity [C] never hurt nobody [Am] but lately you've been focusing [D] too much on yourself.
[Bb] So how many milligrams of you are still [C] left in there?
Oh, [Bb] you're a smack in my day, [C] reading me, no I feel [Am] good pills, you know a [Dm] psychiatrist.
Will [Bb] we just [A] drag [G] ourselves to death?
God damn it, [F] we like this.
[A]
[Dm] [F] [Gm] [F]
[Db] [F] [A]
[Dm] [Bb] [F] [Bbm]
[F] Who makes the call?
What's the symptom?
What's the flaw?
Can [Bb] it be both?
Well, I [F] suppose that's an answer.
Would you give up your humanity for just a touch of sanity?
[Bb] Because God knows it's not [C] like it's cancer.
[F] And good news to the purest, they discovered a cure for [Bb] the symptoms of being [F] alive.
It's a painless procedure [Eb] with a low rate of failure [Bb] but very few [C] patients survive.
[Bb] Oh, little [C] conformity never hurt nobody [Am] but lately you've been worried [Dm] that you're losing yourself.
[Gm] So how many milligrams of you are [C] still left in there?
Oh, [Bb] you're a smack in my day, reading [C] me, no I feel [Am] good pills, you know a [Dm] psychiatrist.
Will [Gm] we just bled out [F] and [G] knock that?
God damn it, [F] we like this.
[A] [Dm] [Bb]
[F] [Bbm] [F]
[A] [Dm] [Bb]
[F] [Bbm] [F]
[C] [G] [F]
[Gm] [F]
[E] [Gm]
[C] [F]
[D] [Gm]
[C] [F]
[Gbm] [Gm] [C]
[Gm]
[C] [F] [Gm] [Dbm]
[C] [F] [A]
[Dm] [Bb] [F] [Bbm]
[F] [Db] [F] [A]
[Dm] [Bb] [F] [Bbm]
[F] [Db] [Dm]
Doctor, what's my [F] prognosis if the studies show that
disease is in the eye of the beholder?
Tell me [A] so it [Bb] goes.
We depress to [Am] impress, I guess.
Layer after layer [Dm] to get off my chest.
[Gm] It's cold out now, we can take it off later.
[C] Better safe than sorry and we both know they're dangerous.
[D] Could [Dm] you run [F] another test?
[C] Got a feeling that this time we might just [F] pass it.
[A] If you raise the [Bb] average, we'll all sing when [C] the bell curve [Am] rings.
And lyrics symptomatic [Dm] of the way we think.
[Bb]
Harmonies don't seem to change our voices.
[C] A chorus on condition of our diagnosis.
[Bb]
Oh, smack in my day, [C] reading me, no I feel [Am] good pills, you know a [Dm] psychiatrist.
[Bb]
What can I say except [C] I'll heed no evil [Am]
wills.
Moral [D] nihilist, I [Bb] said.
Back in the days of [C] Lovato, me's the [A] shotgun [Dm] that's scientist.
[Bb] Or did you make [G] me waste [Db] my breath?
God damn [F] it!
[A] [Dm] [Bb] [F]
[Bbm] [F]
[Gm] [F] [Eb]
[D] [G]
[C]
Ain't your identity at [F] stake?
Does aspirin kill you with [Dm] the pain?
You're not your thoughts, you're not [G] your brain.
You're just the character you've [C] made.
Up in your head, down [F] in your heart.
What seemed like separate [Dm] body parts, come together to [G] believe.
That you would not just [C] kill the street.
It's not the way that you were [F] raised, or what the [Am] advertisements [Dm] say.
Not what you pay for, or [G] what you pray for.
What you want, or [C] what you say.
I see your tendency [Am] to redefine disease by what [F] you need.
I'm afraid I can't [G] prescribe the diagnosis [C] that you seek.
And something tells [Am] me that you need, forgive me now if I [F] misspeak.
But something tells me that [G] you like it, something tells me.
[F]
You [G] prefer to be sitting there flipping through those old issues of people.
Well, that's our time.
See [C] you next week.
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F
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C
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Bb
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To learn Will Wood - Marsha, Thankk You For The Dialectics, But I Need You To Leave chords, your practice should emphasize these chord progressions: F, A, Dm, Bb, F, Bb, C, Am, Dm and F. Begin your practice at a relaxed 83 BPM, then work your way up to the song's BPM of 167. Set the capo considering your vocal range and favored chords, aligned with the key: F Major.

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[F] _ _ [A] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Db] _ [C] _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Db] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] They could prescribe you any illness you'd like if [Bb] you defined the terms of [F] your emblem. _ _
You could sing a pretty melody like a black canary [Bb] but a crow don't know the smell [C] of carbon monoxide.
[F] How many years have you been on that couch?
They [Bb] could have grilled you in the throes [F] by _ now.
You draw a line in the sand where [Eb] it ends and [Bb] you begin but the tide rolls in so who [C] knows?
Oh, [Bb] Atlanta, little identity [C] never hurt nobody [Am] but lately you've been focusing [D] too much on yourself.
[Bb] So how many milligrams of you are still [C] left in there?
_ _ _ Oh, [Bb] you're a smack in my day, [C] reading me, no I feel [Am] good pills, you know a [Dm] psychiatrist.
Will [Bb] we just [A] drag [G] ourselves to death? _ _
_ God damn it, [F] we like this.
[A] _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [Gm] _ [F] _
_ _ [Db] _ [F] _ _ _ [A] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Bbm] _ _
[F] Who makes the call?
What's the symptom?
What's the flaw?
Can [Bb] it be both?
Well, I [F] suppose that's an answer. _ _
Would you give up your humanity for just a touch of sanity?
[Bb] Because God knows it's not [C] like it's cancer.
[F] And good news to the purest, they discovered a cure for [Bb] the symptoms of being [F] _ alive.
It's a painless procedure [Eb] with a low rate of failure [Bb] but very few [C] patients survive. _
_ _ _ [Bb] Oh, little _ [C] conformity never hurt nobody [Am] but lately you've been worried [Dm] that you're losing yourself.
[Gm] So how many milligrams of you are [C] still left in there? _
_ _ Oh, [Bb] you're a smack in my day, reading [C] me, no I feel [Am] good pills, you know a [Dm] psychiatrist.
Will [Gm] we just bled out [F] and [G] knock that?
_ _ God damn it, [F] we like this.
[A] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[F] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
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[F] _ _ [Db] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
Doctor, what's my [F] prognosis if the studies show that
_ _ disease _ _ is in the eye of the beholder?
Tell me [A] so it [Bb] goes.
We depress to [Am] impress, I guess.
Layer after layer [Dm] to get off my chest.
[Gm] It's cold out now, we can take it off later.
[C] Better safe than sorry and we both know they're dangerous.
[D] _ _ _ Could _ _ [Dm] you run [F] another test? _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ Got a feeling that this time we might just [F] pass it.
[A] If you raise the [Bb] average, we'll all sing when [C] the bell curve [Am] rings.
And lyrics symptomatic [Dm] of the way we think.
[Bb] _
Harmonies don't seem to change our voices.
[C] A chorus on condition of our diagnosis.
[Bb]
Oh, smack in my day, [C] reading me, no I feel [Am] good pills, you know a [Dm] psychiatrist.
_ _ [Bb]
What can I say except [C] I'll heed no evil [Am]
wills.
Moral [D] nihilist, I [Bb] said.
Back in the days of [C] Lovato, me's the [A] shotgun _ _ [Dm] that's scientist.
[Bb] Or did you make [G] me waste [Db] my breath? _ _ _
_ _ _ God damn [F] it! _
[A] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
[Bbm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
Ain't your identity at [F] stake?
Does aspirin kill you with [Dm] the pain?
You're not your thoughts, you're not [G] your brain.
You're just the character you've [C] made.
Up in your head, down [F] in your heart.
What seemed like separate [Dm] body parts, come together to [G] believe.
That you would not just [C] kill the street.
It's not the way that you were [F] raised, or what the [Am] advertisements [Dm] say.
Not what you pay for, or [G] what you pray for.
What you want, or [C] what you say.
I see your tendency [Am] to redefine disease by what [F] you need.
I'm afraid I can't [G] prescribe the diagnosis [C] that you seek.
And something tells [Am] me that you need, forgive me now if I [F] misspeak.
But something tells me that [G] you like it, something _ tells me.
_ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ You _ [G] prefer _ _ to be sitting there flipping through those old issues of people. _ _ _
Well, that's our time.
See [C] you next week. _ _ _

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This song was featured on the The Normal Album album.

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