The Ice Of Boston Chords by The Dismemberment Plan

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[Bm] _ _ Pop open [B] a bottle and bubble it. _
Yeah.
_ Here's to another goddamn [A] new year.
_ [B] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ And outside 2 million drunk [C#m] Bostonians are getting ready to [B] sing Auld Lang Syne [G#] out of a tune.
[A] I sit there in my easy [B] chair, looking at the [C#m] clouds, orange with celebration.
_ [B] I wonder if you're out [E] there.
_ [G#] _ _
[B] _ _ Hey!
_ [E] I saw a Boston of money.
[G] Little flats, no [B] wife, dead tank, overnight.
[A] I slip on it every [E] time.
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_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [G#m] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _
[B] _ Pop open the [E] third bottle of bubbly.
Yeah, and I take [B] that bottle of champagne, go into the kitchen, stand in front of the
kitchen window, and I take all my clothes off, take that bottle of champagne, [C#m] and I
pour it on my head, feel it cascade [B] through my hair and across my chest, [C#m] and the phone rings.
And it's my [B] mother.
And she says, hi, [C#m] honey, how's Boston?
And I stand there [B] all alone on New Year's Eve, buck naked, [A] drenched in champagne, [B] looking
at a bunch of strangers, [C#m] looking at them, looking at me, looking at them, and I [B] say,
I'll [G#m] find my_ How's Washington?
[F#] _ Hey!
[E] I saw a Boston of money.
_ [G] Little flats, [F#] no wife, dead tank, overnight.
And I [B] slip on it every [E] time.
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Hey!
_ I saw a Boston [E] of money.
_ Little flats, [B] no wife, dead tank, overnight.
And I slip on it every [E] time, time, [G] time, [B] time, yeah. _
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[E] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ So I guess the party [C#] line is I followed [G#] you up here.
_ I don't know about that.
[C#m] Mainly because knowing about that would [B] involve knowing about some pathetic, ridiculous, [G#] and
absolutely true things about [B] myself.
_ I'd rather [C#m] not admit to right now.
_ [B] _ I woke up at [C#m] 3 a.m. with the radio on, that Gladys Knight and the [B] Pip song on about how
she'd rather [C#m] live in his world with him than live in her own [B] world alone.
And I laid [C#m] there, head spinning, trying to fall asleep, and [B] I thought to myself, oh,
Gladys, [G#m] girl, I love you, but oh!
You don't [F#] love _ _
[E] me!
I saw a Boston of money.
Little [G] flats, no [F#] wife, [F#] dead tank, overnight.
And I slip on it every time. _ _
[G] _ [B] _ _ _ [F#] Hey! _
I saw a Boston [E] of money.
Little flats, [F#] no wife, dead tank, overnight.
[B] And I slip on it every [E] _ time, time, [B] time, time, _ _ _ [A] time, time, time, [E] time.
_ _ _ [B] Time, time, [F#] time.
_ _ _ Time, [F#m] time, [E] time.
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