Chords for Mischief Brew - Bury Me in Analog
Tempo:
63.325 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
E
D
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C] So I got [G] a stack of tapes, got a name [G] and maybe date.
[C] They're gonna [E] be worth [Dm] something [G] someday.
[C] That is if I [G] pop that song, [C] just about three [G] minutes long.
[C] About how you [E] done me wrong, I'll [A] make the [G] outrage safe.
And before my time, [C] I decide to [G] take my life.
[C] You can take these [Em] treasures and pull [D] them up [G] into [C] light.
Make every [G] song a gem, [C] take [G] every one of them.
[C] Release [Em] a collection of [D]
[C] cacophonies.
[G] And remix [D] and remaster [E] my disaster.
[C]
[G#] Of [G] first draft words and [B] never before [Em] heard [D] acoustic [C] tapes.
It flows from the shoebox to the online store.
[D] [G] Bury me [C] in [E] analog, [G] hold the wheels up, nearly burned [C] and [E] [A] waterlogged.
And release [C] it.
They bought [C#] it, you sold it, got nothing for [C] everyone.
They bought [G] it, you sold [B] it, got [C] nothing for [G] everyone.
[E] [A] [G]
[C] And when it goes [G] out of print, you get to reissue it.
[Em] Trade off the publishing [A] rights to the [G] highest bid.
[C] To a queen or [G] king of pots, so revolutionary.
[C] It's an investment, [E] man, I [D] can't make [G] this stuff up.
And the brats I leave behind will party every night.
And sleep all [E] day to vibe and [D] live the [G] trustwant life.
I'ma call the radio, complain and curse them.
About [C] how [E] everybody thinks it's [F#m] fake to [C] live this way.
[G] And my grave [D] will be showered [E] with the [D] latest denim [C] flower power.
And the [G] freaks [B] will drive by my [E] street and [A] cry and [C] sing and dream.
And listen to the new CD.
[F#m] [G] Bury [C] me in [E] analog, [D] take a [G] student, you can have it [E] auctioned [D] off.
A couple [C] thousand.
They [G] bought it, you [Bm] sold it, got nothing for [C] everyone.
[G] Bought it, you sold it, got nothing for everyone.
Bury [Em] me in analog.
[D] [G] Every paper that I ever [E] scribbled [A] on is [C] a treasure.
[G] Don't top or [Bm] best, sell or get, it'll be [C] your critique.
Buy it [Bm] and sell it, it's all garbage [G] anyway.
These end, the suckers have all [D#] gone out [E] to play.
[C]
[C] They're gonna [E] be worth [Dm] something [G] someday.
[C] That is if I [G] pop that song, [C] just about three [G] minutes long.
[C] About how you [E] done me wrong, I'll [A] make the [G] outrage safe.
And before my time, [C] I decide to [G] take my life.
[C] You can take these [Em] treasures and pull [D] them up [G] into [C] light.
Make every [G] song a gem, [C] take [G] every one of them.
[C] Release [Em] a collection of [D]
[C] cacophonies.
[G] And remix [D] and remaster [E] my disaster.
[C]
[G#] Of [G] first draft words and [B] never before [Em] heard [D] acoustic [C] tapes.
It flows from the shoebox to the online store.
[D] [G] Bury me [C] in [E] analog, [G] hold the wheels up, nearly burned [C] and [E] [A] waterlogged.
And release [C] it.
They bought [C#] it, you sold it, got nothing for [C] everyone.
They bought [G] it, you sold [B] it, got [C] nothing for [G] everyone.
[E] [A] [G]
[C] And when it goes [G] out of print, you get to reissue it.
[Em] Trade off the publishing [A] rights to the [G] highest bid.
[C] To a queen or [G] king of pots, so revolutionary.
[C] It's an investment, [E] man, I [D] can't make [G] this stuff up.
And the brats I leave behind will party every night.
And sleep all [E] day to vibe and [D] live the [G] trustwant life.
I'ma call the radio, complain and curse them.
About [C] how [E] everybody thinks it's [F#m] fake to [C] live this way.
[G] And my grave [D] will be showered [E] with the [D] latest denim [C] flower power.
And the [G] freaks [B] will drive by my [E] street and [A] cry and [C] sing and dream.
And listen to the new CD.
[F#m] [G] Bury [C] me in [E] analog, [D] take a [G] student, you can have it [E] auctioned [D] off.
A couple [C] thousand.
They [G] bought it, you [Bm] sold it, got nothing for [C] everyone.
[G] Bought it, you sold it, got nothing for everyone.
Bury [Em] me in analog.
[D] [G] Every paper that I ever [E] scribbled [A] on is [C] a treasure.
[G] Don't top or [Bm] best, sell or get, it'll be [C] your critique.
Buy it [Bm] and sell it, it's all garbage [G] anyway.
These end, the suckers have all [D#] gone out [E] to play.
[C]
Key:
C
G
E
D
A
C
G
E
[C] So I got [G] a stack of tapes, got a name [G] and maybe date.
[C] They're gonna [E] be worth [Dm] something [G] someday.
[C] That is if I [G] pop that song, [C] just about three [G] minutes long.
[C] About how you [E] done me wrong, I'll [A] make the [G] outrage safe.
And before my time, [C] I decide to [G] take my life.
[C] You can take these [Em] treasures and pull [D] them up [G] into [C] light.
Make every [G] song a gem, [C] take [G] every one of them.
[C] Release [Em] a collection of [D]
[C] cacophonies.
[G] And remix [D] and remaster [E] my disaster.
[C]
[G#] Of [G] first draft words and [B] never before [Em] heard [D] acoustic [C] tapes.
It flows from the shoebox to the online store.
[D] [G] Bury me [C] in [E] analog, [G] hold the wheels up, nearly burned [C] and [E] [A] waterlogged.
And release [C] it.
They bought [C#] it, you sold it, got nothing for [C] everyone.
They bought [G] it, you sold [B] it, got [C] nothing for [G] everyone.
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ [A] _ [G]
[C] And when it goes [G] out of print, you get to reissue it.
[Em] Trade off the publishing [A] rights to the [G] highest bid.
[C] To a queen or [G] king of pots, so revolutionary.
[C] It's an investment, [E] man, I [D] can't make [G] this stuff up.
And the brats I leave behind will party every night.
And sleep all [E] day to vibe and [D] live the [G] trustwant life.
I'ma call the radio, complain and curse them.
About [C] how [E] everybody thinks it's [F#m] fake to [C] live this way.
[G] And my grave [D] will be showered [E] with the [D] latest denim [C] flower power.
And the [G] freaks [B] will drive by my [E] street and [A] cry and [C] sing and dream.
And listen to the new CD.
[F#m] [G] Bury [C] me in [E] analog, [D] take a [G] student, you can have it [E] auctioned [D] off.
A couple [C] thousand.
They [G] bought it, you [Bm] sold it, got nothing for [C] everyone.
[G] Bought it, you sold it, got nothing for everyone.
Bury [Em] me in analog.
[D] [G] Every paper that I ever [E] scribbled [A] on is [C] a treasure.
[G] Don't top or [Bm] best, sell or get, it'll be [C] your critique.
Buy it [Bm] and sell it, it's all garbage [G] anyway.
These end, the suckers have all [D#] gone out [E] to play.
[C] _ _ _
[C] They're gonna [E] be worth [Dm] something [G] someday.
[C] That is if I [G] pop that song, [C] just about three [G] minutes long.
[C] About how you [E] done me wrong, I'll [A] make the [G] outrage safe.
And before my time, [C] I decide to [G] take my life.
[C] You can take these [Em] treasures and pull [D] them up [G] into [C] light.
Make every [G] song a gem, [C] take [G] every one of them.
[C] Release [Em] a collection of [D]
[C] cacophonies.
[G] And remix [D] and remaster [E] my disaster.
[C]
[G#] Of [G] first draft words and [B] never before [Em] heard [D] acoustic [C] tapes.
It flows from the shoebox to the online store.
[D] [G] Bury me [C] in [E] analog, [G] hold the wheels up, nearly burned [C] and [E] [A] waterlogged.
And release [C] it.
They bought [C#] it, you sold it, got nothing for [C] everyone.
They bought [G] it, you sold [B] it, got [C] nothing for [G] everyone.
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ [A] _ [G]
[C] And when it goes [G] out of print, you get to reissue it.
[Em] Trade off the publishing [A] rights to the [G] highest bid.
[C] To a queen or [G] king of pots, so revolutionary.
[C] It's an investment, [E] man, I [D] can't make [G] this stuff up.
And the brats I leave behind will party every night.
And sleep all [E] day to vibe and [D] live the [G] trustwant life.
I'ma call the radio, complain and curse them.
About [C] how [E] everybody thinks it's [F#m] fake to [C] live this way.
[G] And my grave [D] will be showered [E] with the [D] latest denim [C] flower power.
And the [G] freaks [B] will drive by my [E] street and [A] cry and [C] sing and dream.
And listen to the new CD.
[F#m] [G] Bury [C] me in [E] analog, [D] take a [G] student, you can have it [E] auctioned [D] off.
A couple [C] thousand.
They [G] bought it, you [Bm] sold it, got nothing for [C] everyone.
[G] Bought it, you sold it, got nothing for everyone.
Bury [Em] me in analog.
[D] [G] Every paper that I ever [E] scribbled [A] on is [C] a treasure.
[G] Don't top or [Bm] best, sell or get, it'll be [C] your critique.
Buy it [Bm] and sell it, it's all garbage [G] anyway.
These end, the suckers have all [D#] gone out [E] to play.
[C] _ _ _