Chords for Slug (of Atmosphere): Not Another Day
Tempo:
59 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
C
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bb]
[C] Whoa, whoa
[Bb]
[Bb] [C] She caught the bus at 506 that's in the 8m for you little trust fund kids
And [Bb] it's a 45 minute trip if she ain't in by 6
She'll catch another [C] pink slip and that's 3 and that means fire the coffee
Thermos in the purse to help her keep [Bb] wired the daycare where she drops the baby off.
Thank God
It's on the same block as [C] the bus stop, but 530
She's halfway there and her back's already hurting from the bus's plastic chair live [Bb] to work to live to work to live
She gotta feed the kid and give it all she's [C] got to give
Plus you're trying to catch a little overtime if she stays till 4 she could be home by 5
[Bb] Shuts her eyes for the rest of the route and keeps her headphones loud to drown everything [C] out, but the same old song Whoa?
[Bb] Whoa?
Another day not another day of the same old [C] song
Whoa?
Whoa [Bb] not another day
[C] Seems like nobody even knew his name
Huh if he disappeared would they even see [Bb] the blank spot the only kids that might notice of the ones who push him [Gm] up and
Down the hallways and in the [C] lunchroom
Sometimes he looks at his bruises and wants to come to school with a gun like those kids on the [Bb] news did
Nah, man, they don't deserve to die and he's the type that couldn't even murder [C] a fly
I guess you get used to the life
Maybe that's why he refuses to [Bb] cry takes it on the chin takes it in stride
What doesn't break you just makes you [C] stronger, right?
So he sits by himself on a school bus hoping that today he wouldn't have [Bb] to put his dukes up
But just like any other here they come to fuck with his comfort can't wait for [C] summer.
It's the same old song.
Whoa?
[Bb] Whoa the day?
Not another day of the same old song.
[C] Come on
Whoa?
[Bb] Whoa not another day
[C] Woke up at the break of dawn when the city's bloodline starts to [Bb] waste along
The generators on those public buses is enough to bust you out of any dream that you stuck [C] in
I guess that's the chance you've taken when you camp out in front of that transfer [Bb] station
And this town got no answers to chase man.
That's why he always sleeps near the [C] transportation
pain-handling transient freedom
Transplant not from this [Bb] region, but when the wind starts to whisper its lips
He knows enough to pack it up and dip out before the [C] winter hits
Childhood dreams washed down the gutter both parents gone.
No [Bb] sisters
No brothers weak memory strong paranoia while the same song repeats in his head over and [C] over and over and over it goes.
Whoa?
Whoa [Bb] not another day
Not another day of the same [C] old song come on
Whoa?
Whoa [Bb] not another day?
Not another day of the same old [C] song come on Whoa?
[Bb] Whoa not another day?
Not another day of the same old song [C] come on
Whoa?
[Bb] Not another day
[C] The same old song that's something I can relate to [N]
thank you
[C] Whoa, whoa
[Bb]
[Bb] [C] She caught the bus at 506 that's in the 8m for you little trust fund kids
And [Bb] it's a 45 minute trip if she ain't in by 6
She'll catch another [C] pink slip and that's 3 and that means fire the coffee
Thermos in the purse to help her keep [Bb] wired the daycare where she drops the baby off.
Thank God
It's on the same block as [C] the bus stop, but 530
She's halfway there and her back's already hurting from the bus's plastic chair live [Bb] to work to live to work to live
She gotta feed the kid and give it all she's [C] got to give
Plus you're trying to catch a little overtime if she stays till 4 she could be home by 5
[Bb] Shuts her eyes for the rest of the route and keeps her headphones loud to drown everything [C] out, but the same old song Whoa?
[Bb] Whoa?
Another day not another day of the same old [C] song
Whoa?
Whoa [Bb] not another day
[C] Seems like nobody even knew his name
Huh if he disappeared would they even see [Bb] the blank spot the only kids that might notice of the ones who push him [Gm] up and
Down the hallways and in the [C] lunchroom
Sometimes he looks at his bruises and wants to come to school with a gun like those kids on the [Bb] news did
Nah, man, they don't deserve to die and he's the type that couldn't even murder [C] a fly
I guess you get used to the life
Maybe that's why he refuses to [Bb] cry takes it on the chin takes it in stride
What doesn't break you just makes you [C] stronger, right?
So he sits by himself on a school bus hoping that today he wouldn't have [Bb] to put his dukes up
But just like any other here they come to fuck with his comfort can't wait for [C] summer.
It's the same old song.
Whoa?
[Bb] Whoa the day?
Not another day of the same old song.
[C] Come on
Whoa?
[Bb] Whoa not another day
[C] Woke up at the break of dawn when the city's bloodline starts to [Bb] waste along
The generators on those public buses is enough to bust you out of any dream that you stuck [C] in
I guess that's the chance you've taken when you camp out in front of that transfer [Bb] station
And this town got no answers to chase man.
That's why he always sleeps near the [C] transportation
pain-handling transient freedom
Transplant not from this [Bb] region, but when the wind starts to whisper its lips
He knows enough to pack it up and dip out before the [C] winter hits
Childhood dreams washed down the gutter both parents gone.
No [Bb] sisters
No brothers weak memory strong paranoia while the same song repeats in his head over and [C] over and over and over it goes.
Whoa?
Whoa [Bb] not another day
Not another day of the same [C] old song come on
Whoa?
Whoa [Bb] not another day?
Not another day of the same old [C] song come on Whoa?
[Bb] Whoa not another day?
Not another day of the same old song [C] come on
Whoa?
[Bb] Not another day
[C] The same old song that's something I can relate to [N]
thank you
Key:
Bb
C
Gm
Bb
C
Gm
Bb
C
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
[C] Whoa, _ whoa
_ [Bb] _ _
_ [Bb] _ [C] She caught the bus at 506 that's in the 8m for you little trust fund kids
And [Bb] it's a 45 minute trip if she ain't in by 6
She'll catch another [C] pink slip and that's 3 and that means fire the coffee
Thermos in the purse to help her keep [Bb] wired the daycare where she drops the baby off.
Thank God
It's on the same block as [C] the bus stop, but 530
She's halfway there and her back's already hurting from the bus's plastic chair live [Bb] to work to live to work to live
She gotta feed the kid and give it all she's [C] got to give
Plus you're trying to catch a little overtime if she stays till 4 she could be home by 5
[Bb] Shuts her eyes for the rest of the route and keeps her headphones loud to drown everything [C] out, but the same old song Whoa?
_ _ [Bb] Whoa?
Another day not another day of the same old [C] song
Whoa?
_ Whoa [Bb] not another day
_ _ _ [C] Seems like nobody even knew his name
Huh if he disappeared would they even see [Bb] the blank spot the only kids that might notice of the ones who push him [Gm] up and
Down the hallways and in the [C] lunchroom
Sometimes he looks at his bruises and wants to come to school with a gun like those kids on the [Bb] news did
Nah, man, they don't deserve to die and he's the type that couldn't even murder [C] a fly
I guess you get used to the life
Maybe that's why he refuses to [Bb] cry takes it on the chin takes it in stride
What doesn't break you just makes you [C] stronger, right?
So he sits by himself on a school bus hoping that today he wouldn't have [Bb] to put his dukes up
But just like any other here they come to fuck with his comfort can't wait for [C] summer.
It's the same old song.
Whoa?
_ [Bb] Whoa the day?
Not another day of the same old song.
[C] Come on
Whoa?
_ [Bb] Whoa not another day
_ _ _ [C] Woke up at the break of dawn when the city's bloodline starts to [Bb] waste along
The generators on those public buses is enough to bust you out of any dream that you stuck [C] in
I guess that's the chance you've taken when you camp out in front of that transfer [Bb] station
And this town got no answers to chase man.
That's why he always sleeps near the [C] transportation
pain-handling transient freedom
Transplant not from this [Bb] region, but when the wind starts to whisper its lips
He knows enough to pack it up and dip out before the [C] winter hits
Childhood dreams washed down the gutter both parents gone.
No [Bb] sisters
No brothers weak memory strong paranoia while the same song repeats in his head over and [C] over and over and over it goes.
Whoa?
Whoa [Bb] not another day
Not another day of the same [C] old song come on
Whoa?
Whoa [Bb] not another day?
Not another day of the same old [C] song come on Whoa? _
[Bb] Whoa not another day?
Not another day of the same old song [C] come on
Whoa?
_ [Bb] Not another day _
_ [C] _ _ The same old song that's something I can relate to [N]
thank you _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
[C] Whoa, _ whoa
_ [Bb] _ _
_ [Bb] _ [C] She caught the bus at 506 that's in the 8m for you little trust fund kids
And [Bb] it's a 45 minute trip if she ain't in by 6
She'll catch another [C] pink slip and that's 3 and that means fire the coffee
Thermos in the purse to help her keep [Bb] wired the daycare where she drops the baby off.
Thank God
It's on the same block as [C] the bus stop, but 530
She's halfway there and her back's already hurting from the bus's plastic chair live [Bb] to work to live to work to live
She gotta feed the kid and give it all she's [C] got to give
Plus you're trying to catch a little overtime if she stays till 4 she could be home by 5
[Bb] Shuts her eyes for the rest of the route and keeps her headphones loud to drown everything [C] out, but the same old song Whoa?
_ _ [Bb] Whoa?
Another day not another day of the same old [C] song
Whoa?
_ Whoa [Bb] not another day
_ _ _ [C] Seems like nobody even knew his name
Huh if he disappeared would they even see [Bb] the blank spot the only kids that might notice of the ones who push him [Gm] up and
Down the hallways and in the [C] lunchroom
Sometimes he looks at his bruises and wants to come to school with a gun like those kids on the [Bb] news did
Nah, man, they don't deserve to die and he's the type that couldn't even murder [C] a fly
I guess you get used to the life
Maybe that's why he refuses to [Bb] cry takes it on the chin takes it in stride
What doesn't break you just makes you [C] stronger, right?
So he sits by himself on a school bus hoping that today he wouldn't have [Bb] to put his dukes up
But just like any other here they come to fuck with his comfort can't wait for [C] summer.
It's the same old song.
Whoa?
_ [Bb] Whoa the day?
Not another day of the same old song.
[C] Come on
Whoa?
_ [Bb] Whoa not another day
_ _ _ [C] Woke up at the break of dawn when the city's bloodline starts to [Bb] waste along
The generators on those public buses is enough to bust you out of any dream that you stuck [C] in
I guess that's the chance you've taken when you camp out in front of that transfer [Bb] station
And this town got no answers to chase man.
That's why he always sleeps near the [C] transportation
pain-handling transient freedom
Transplant not from this [Bb] region, but when the wind starts to whisper its lips
He knows enough to pack it up and dip out before the [C] winter hits
Childhood dreams washed down the gutter both parents gone.
No [Bb] sisters
No brothers weak memory strong paranoia while the same song repeats in his head over and [C] over and over and over it goes.
Whoa?
Whoa [Bb] not another day
Not another day of the same [C] old song come on
Whoa?
Whoa [Bb] not another day?
Not another day of the same old [C] song come on Whoa? _
[Bb] Whoa not another day?
Not another day of the same old song [C] come on
Whoa?
_ [Bb] Not another day _
_ [C] _ _ The same old song that's something I can relate to [N]
thank you _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _