Chords for Ted Leo & The Pharmacists - "Bottled In Cork" (OFFICIAL VIDEO)
Tempo:
142.75 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
Am
Em
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Okay, next order of business, new band t-shirt colors.
Marty?
Green.
James?
Green.
Chris?
Green.
Green works for me, we're agreed, and that is the last item on the docket.
Pardon me, gentlemen, but I think that is hardly the last item on your docket.
Who's this guy?
Who's this guy?
Take a whispering class.
My name is Reginald Van Vorst, and I am quite possibly your savior.
Let me ask you a question.
Do you wish your music to be immortal?
Yes.
Yes!
Yes, you do!
Then why are you releasing it on vinyl, compressed globs of goo that nobody cares about,
except people whose apartments smell?
Your album, The Brutalist Bricks, is a good album.
The music is good, but it is suffocating inside this prison.
It needs to breathe free, and there's only one arena that can give it such freedom.
Broadway!
The theater!
You're talking about one of those half-assed musicals
that's going to cheapen our music and embarrass everyone involved.
Yes!
That's exactly what I'm talking about!
A half-assed musical that cheapens what you do,
embarrasses everyone involved, and makes you all as rich as Croesus from ancient Greece!
Very rich!
So, will you do it?
Let me answer that.
You will do it.
You must do it.
You cannot not not do it.
So, gentlemen, follow me to money!
There was a resolution [F] written from [E] the United [D] Nations law.
[E] Our own efforts [F] to the pressure must be [Em] escaped and [D] falsehood.
Who [A] believed it would be [C] solved in a day?
No [A] one walked out of that [C] building on the 8th of May,
and [Am] it's her shooting on [E] our way.
[F]
I got a message from my sister, [C] Statham Kidd.
I had tickets [F] to Copenhagen to see [C] how she did.
My head could stop on [F] a conager, they called [C] me a skid.
No [Am] other chance for romance, international sweat [C] hits.
Someone is [Am] listening on my phone, will I show up on the [C] grid?
Me, [Am] I'm just an owner.
The [Em] world full of kids, [F] egos and idiots.
A year before and we were killing, getting [C] bottled in cars.
On [F] television, Congress crying, bad reviews [C] in the park.
I toured [F] a bartender, flew her off [C] from New York.
Sometimes I passed [Am] my least resistance, gained you the [C] most.
More than trying [Am] to map the distance, up and down the East [C] Coast.
When you're in [Am] Munich making music, with your glass [Em] it's safe.
[F] Make it easy on your [B]
hoes, [F] [C]
[F]
[F] [C]
[Am]
[Am] over [Bb] mountains and far away.
[Dm] Judge a [C] funeral, my [Em] degrees of [C] justice still taught [Bb] my steps.
Till I see [A] that next smiling face.
[D] Little [C] Gunn will go the mighty long way.
Little Gunn [G] will go the mighty long way.
I finally made [F] it up the sweeter, to see [C] little Doug.
Some folks remember [F] our last meeting, bought [C] me no crutch.
From [F] the bartender, [C] in the 30 months.
Oh, if only [Am] I could stay a while.
What am [C] I afraid of?
All this [Am] psychic damage, if only [C] it's a meadow.
Tell the [Am]
bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [Am] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [F] the bartender, I think I'm falling [Em] in love.
Tell [F] the bartender, I think I'm falling [Em] in love.
Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling [Em] in love.
[F]
[Em] Tell [Am] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [Am] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [F] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [F] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [Am] the bartender, I think I'm falling in love.
Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
[Am] Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell the [F] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell the [F] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [Am]
[C] the [Am] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell the [F] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell the [F]
bartender, I think I'm falling [Em] in love.
[B] Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling in love.
Tell the [Am] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in [Am]
love.
Shaun [D] White, how do you feel about snowboarding immortality?
[N] It is possible.
A Broadway musical.
People sing and dance about mundane things.
This is actually too much of a hassle with you.
[Bb] Yes, Captain [G] Chesley Sully Sullenberger, please.
Oh, you sound different on the phone.
[N]
Marty?
Green.
James?
Green.
Chris?
Green.
Green works for me, we're agreed, and that is the last item on the docket.
Pardon me, gentlemen, but I think that is hardly the last item on your docket.
Who's this guy?
Who's this guy?
Take a whispering class.
My name is Reginald Van Vorst, and I am quite possibly your savior.
Let me ask you a question.
Do you wish your music to be immortal?
Yes.
Yes!
Yes, you do!
Then why are you releasing it on vinyl, compressed globs of goo that nobody cares about,
except people whose apartments smell?
Your album, The Brutalist Bricks, is a good album.
The music is good, but it is suffocating inside this prison.
It needs to breathe free, and there's only one arena that can give it such freedom.
Broadway!
The theater!
You're talking about one of those half-assed musicals
that's going to cheapen our music and embarrass everyone involved.
Yes!
That's exactly what I'm talking about!
A half-assed musical that cheapens what you do,
embarrasses everyone involved, and makes you all as rich as Croesus from ancient Greece!
Very rich!
So, will you do it?
Let me answer that.
You will do it.
You must do it.
You cannot not not do it.
So, gentlemen, follow me to money!
There was a resolution [F] written from [E] the United [D] Nations law.
[E] Our own efforts [F] to the pressure must be [Em] escaped and [D] falsehood.
Who [A] believed it would be [C] solved in a day?
No [A] one walked out of that [C] building on the 8th of May,
and [Am] it's her shooting on [E] our way.
[F]
I got a message from my sister, [C] Statham Kidd.
I had tickets [F] to Copenhagen to see [C] how she did.
My head could stop on [F] a conager, they called [C] me a skid.
No [Am] other chance for romance, international sweat [C] hits.
Someone is [Am] listening on my phone, will I show up on the [C] grid?
Me, [Am] I'm just an owner.
The [Em] world full of kids, [F] egos and idiots.
A year before and we were killing, getting [C] bottled in cars.
On [F] television, Congress crying, bad reviews [C] in the park.
I toured [F] a bartender, flew her off [C] from New York.
Sometimes I passed [Am] my least resistance, gained you the [C] most.
More than trying [Am] to map the distance, up and down the East [C] Coast.
When you're in [Am] Munich making music, with your glass [Em] it's safe.
[F] Make it easy on your [B]
hoes, [F] [C]
[F]
[F] [C]
[Am]
[Am] over [Bb] mountains and far away.
[Dm] Judge a [C] funeral, my [Em] degrees of [C] justice still taught [Bb] my steps.
Till I see [A] that next smiling face.
[D] Little [C] Gunn will go the mighty long way.
Little Gunn [G] will go the mighty long way.
I finally made [F] it up the sweeter, to see [C] little Doug.
Some folks remember [F] our last meeting, bought [C] me no crutch.
From [F] the bartender, [C] in the 30 months.
Oh, if only [Am] I could stay a while.
What am [C] I afraid of?
All this [Am] psychic damage, if only [C] it's a meadow.
Tell the [Am]
bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [Am] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [F] the bartender, I think I'm falling [Em] in love.
Tell [F] the bartender, I think I'm falling [Em] in love.
Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling [Em] in love.
[F]
[Em] Tell [Am] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [Am] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [F] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [F] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [Am] the bartender, I think I'm falling in love.
Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
[Am] Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell the [F] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell the [F] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [Am]
[C] the [Am] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell the [F] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell the [F]
bartender, I think I'm falling [Em] in love.
[B] Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling in love.
Tell the [Am] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in [Am]
love.
Shaun [D] White, how do you feel about snowboarding immortality?
[N] It is possible.
A Broadway musical.
People sing and dance about mundane things.
This is actually too much of a hassle with you.
[Bb] Yes, Captain [G] Chesley Sully Sullenberger, please.
Oh, you sound different on the phone.
[N]
Key:
C
F
Am
Em
D
C
F
Am
_ Okay, _ next order of business, new band t-shirt colors.
Marty?
Green.
James?
_ Green.
Chris?
Green.
_ Green works for me, we're agreed, and that is the last item on the docket. _ _
_ Pardon me, gentlemen, but I think that is hardly the last item on your docket.
Who's this guy?
Who's this guy?
Take a whispering class.
My name is Reginald Van Vorst, and I am quite possibly your savior.
Let me ask you a question. _ _
_ Do you wish your music to be immortal?
_ _ Yes.
Yes!
Yes, you do!
Then why are you releasing it on vinyl, compressed globs of goo that nobody cares about,
except people whose apartments smell? _ _
Your album, The Brutalist Bricks, is a good album.
The music is good, but it is suffocating inside this prison.
It needs to breathe free, and there's only one arena that can give it such freedom.
_ _ _ Broadway! _ _
The theater!
_ You're talking about one of those half-assed musicals
that's going to cheapen our music and embarrass everyone involved.
_ Yes!
That's exactly what I'm talking about!
A half-assed musical that cheapens what you do,
embarrasses everyone involved, and makes you all as rich as Croesus from ancient Greece! _
Very rich!
So, will you do it?
Let me answer that.
You will do it.
You must do it.
You cannot not not do it.
_ So, _ gentlemen, follow me to money!
There was a resolution [F] written from [E] the United [D] Nations law.
_ _ _ [E] Our own efforts [F] to the pressure must be [Em] escaped and [D] _ falsehood. _ _
Who [A] believed it would be [C] solved in a day?
No [A] one walked out of that [C] building on the 8th of May,
and [Am] it's her shooting on [E] our way. _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I got a message from my sister, [C] Statham Kidd.
I had tickets [F] to Copenhagen to see [C] how she did.
My head could stop on [F] a conager, they called [C] me a skid.
No [Am] other chance for romance, international sweat [C] hits.
Someone is [Am] listening on my phone, will I show up on the [C] grid?
Me, [Am] I'm just an owner.
The [Em] world full of kids, _ _ [F] egos and idiots.
A year before and we were killing, getting [C] bottled in cars.
On [F] television, Congress crying, bad reviews [C] in the park.
I toured [F] a bartender, flew her off [C] from New York.
Sometimes I passed [Am] my least resistance, gained you the [C] most.
More than trying [Am] to map the distance, up and down the East [C] Coast.
When you're in [Am] Munich making music, with your glass [Em] it's safe.
_ [F] Make it easy on your _ _ [B]
hoes, [F] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Am] over [Bb] mountains and far away.
[Dm] Judge a [C] funeral, my [Em] degrees of [C] justice still taught [Bb] my steps.
Till I see [A] that next smiling face.
[D] Little [C] Gunn will go the mighty long way.
Little Gunn [G] will go the mighty long way.
I finally made [F] it up the sweeter, to see [C] little Doug.
Some folks remember [F] our last meeting, bought [C] me no crutch.
From [F] the bartender, [C] in the 30 months.
Oh, if only [Am] I could stay a while.
What am [C] I afraid of?
All this [Am] psychic damage, if only [C] it's a meadow.
Tell the [Am] _
bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [Am] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [F] the bartender, I think I'm falling [Em] in love.
Tell [F] the bartender, I think I'm falling [Em] in love.
_ Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling [Em] in love.
_ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [Em] _ Tell [Am] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [Am] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [F] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [F] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [Am] the bartender, I think I'm falling in love.
Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
[Am] Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell the [F] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell the [F] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [Am] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ the [Am] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell the [F] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell the [F] _
bartender, I think I'm falling [Em] in love.
[B] Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling in love.
Tell the [Am] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ love.
Shaun [D] White, how do you feel about snowboarding immortality?
[N] _ It is possible. _
A Broadway musical.
_ _ People sing and dance about mundane things.
This is actually too much of a hassle with you. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] Yes, Captain [G] Chesley Sully Sullenberger, please.
Oh, you sound different on the phone.
_ _ _ [N] _ _
Marty?
Green.
James?
_ Green.
Chris?
Green.
_ Green works for me, we're agreed, and that is the last item on the docket. _ _
_ Pardon me, gentlemen, but I think that is hardly the last item on your docket.
Who's this guy?
Who's this guy?
Take a whispering class.
My name is Reginald Van Vorst, and I am quite possibly your savior.
Let me ask you a question. _ _
_ Do you wish your music to be immortal?
_ _ Yes.
Yes!
Yes, you do!
Then why are you releasing it on vinyl, compressed globs of goo that nobody cares about,
except people whose apartments smell? _ _
Your album, The Brutalist Bricks, is a good album.
The music is good, but it is suffocating inside this prison.
It needs to breathe free, and there's only one arena that can give it such freedom.
_ _ _ Broadway! _ _
The theater!
_ You're talking about one of those half-assed musicals
that's going to cheapen our music and embarrass everyone involved.
_ Yes!
That's exactly what I'm talking about!
A half-assed musical that cheapens what you do,
embarrasses everyone involved, and makes you all as rich as Croesus from ancient Greece! _
Very rich!
So, will you do it?
Let me answer that.
You will do it.
You must do it.
You cannot not not do it.
_ So, _ gentlemen, follow me to money!
There was a resolution [F] written from [E] the United [D] Nations law.
_ _ _ [E] Our own efforts [F] to the pressure must be [Em] escaped and [D] _ falsehood. _ _
Who [A] believed it would be [C] solved in a day?
No [A] one walked out of that [C] building on the 8th of May,
and [Am] it's her shooting on [E] our way. _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I got a message from my sister, [C] Statham Kidd.
I had tickets [F] to Copenhagen to see [C] how she did.
My head could stop on [F] a conager, they called [C] me a skid.
No [Am] other chance for romance, international sweat [C] hits.
Someone is [Am] listening on my phone, will I show up on the [C] grid?
Me, [Am] I'm just an owner.
The [Em] world full of kids, _ _ [F] egos and idiots.
A year before and we were killing, getting [C] bottled in cars.
On [F] television, Congress crying, bad reviews [C] in the park.
I toured [F] a bartender, flew her off [C] from New York.
Sometimes I passed [Am] my least resistance, gained you the [C] most.
More than trying [Am] to map the distance, up and down the East [C] Coast.
When you're in [Am] Munich making music, with your glass [Em] it's safe.
_ [F] Make it easy on your _ _ [B]
hoes, [F] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Am] over [Bb] mountains and far away.
[Dm] Judge a [C] funeral, my [Em] degrees of [C] justice still taught [Bb] my steps.
Till I see [A] that next smiling face.
[D] Little [C] Gunn will go the mighty long way.
Little Gunn [G] will go the mighty long way.
I finally made [F] it up the sweeter, to see [C] little Doug.
Some folks remember [F] our last meeting, bought [C] me no crutch.
From [F] the bartender, [C] in the 30 months.
Oh, if only [Am] I could stay a while.
What am [C] I afraid of?
All this [Am] psychic damage, if only [C] it's a meadow.
Tell the [Am] _
bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [Am] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [F] the bartender, I think I'm falling [Em] in love.
Tell [F] the bartender, I think I'm falling [Em] in love.
_ Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling [Em] in love.
_ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [Em] _ Tell [Am] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [Am] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [F] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [F] the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [Am] the bartender, I think I'm falling in love.
Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
[Am] Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell the [F] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell the [F] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell [Am] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ the [Am] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell the [F] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in love.
Tell the [F] _
bartender, I think I'm falling [Em] in love.
[B] Tell the bartender, I think I'm falling in love.
Tell the [Am] bartender, I think I'm falling [C] in _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ love.
Shaun [D] White, how do you feel about snowboarding immortality?
[N] _ It is possible. _
A Broadway musical.
_ _ People sing and dance about mundane things.
This is actually too much of a hassle with you. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] Yes, Captain [G] Chesley Sully Sullenberger, please.
Oh, you sound different on the phone.
_ _ _ [N] _ _