Chords for Todd Snider - "Talkin' Seattle Grunge Rock Blues" (Live)

[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _
_ [B] I was just at a [N] _
play at this place called Martyrs in Chicago.
I like to go to _ _ _ _ the South, _ _ _ _ _ _ so I have two different accents and neither of them are really very good.
_ _ I _ remember I was in Chicago a while back ago and _ [E] people there, if they see me at the hotel
or something, they'll say like, _ man, it's _ taking _ _ _ _ me a long time to [N] understand that they're
talking to me.
I'm like, hey, I'm not talking to you, though. _
Hey.
And so I played at this place in Chicago and then after the show I went to this other bar
down the street and I heard this voice, probably going, hey, hey, hey, _ hey.
And _ _ _ _ _ _ then he said, hey, Mr.
Tate, Seattle, Grunge Rake Blues. _ _ _ _ _ _
He _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ said, Mr.
Tate, Seattle, Grunge Rake Blues.
And I have this song called The Talking _ _ Seattle _ Grunge Rock Blues.
_ And I took him over and he said, Tate, Seattle, Grunge Rake Blues. _ _ _
_ _ _ And he said that his wife made him come to the show.
I said, did you like it?
And he said, she did. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Like, if someone _ _ _ starts telling _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
you, what do you like?
Do you like New York, too?
And he said, I like the guys with the lyrics. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ said, [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ who do you mean?
He says, let me tell you something, Tate.
I said, who do you mean?
I _ _ _ _ guess that's listening with such taste.
It's a fin through the _ desert_
on a [G] horse. _ _
_ No goddamn name. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ It's so fucking hand-tapped.
_ _ _ Can't name the horse. _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [G] So I'm dedicating this song to that guy. _ _
[C] _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [Am] _ _ [D] _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ [D] _ _
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_ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [D] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] Thanks.
[C] _ _
[D] _ _ [G] _ Not fitting fast, [C] we got flannel [G] shirts.
We turn our amps [D] up until it hurts.
[G] We got bad attitudes, and what's more,
when we play we [D] stare straight down at the [G] floor.
_ _ _ _ Ain't seen nothing like [D] that on television all afternoon. _
_ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [D] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ Sitting on the [C] Seattle scene,
we had [G] to show people something they'd [D] never seen.
[G] So I'm thinking up a [C] gimmick one day,
and we [G] decided we were gonna be the only [D] band that wouldn't [G] play.
Not even a note.
_ _ Under [C] any [D] circumstances,
we called it silence. _
_ Music's original alternative. _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [C] Fruits [A] Grub.
_ [G] _
_ _ _ Well, we spread the [C] word through the underground
that [G] we were the hottest new young band in town.
The record guy [C] came on to see us one [G] day,
and just like always, [D] we refused to play
and [G] knocked him out.
He [C] said he loved our work.
He [A] said he loved our work,
[D] but he wasn't sure if he could sell a record
that didn't have any music on it.
I said, man, you've been doing that all year.
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [C] _ [D] _ _
_ [G] _ Hey, _ hey, in [C] my mind,
[G] rock and [D] roll will never [G] die.
Hang your hair down,
hang your eyes,
[D] it pays a million [G] dollars. _
_ _ Well, they made us do a video,
but that wasn't tough,
because we just filmed [D] ourselves smashing [G] stuff.
It was kind of weird, [C] because there was [G] no music,
but MTV said that they would love to use it.
The kids went crazy, the kids went nuts.
Rolling Stone gave us five [D] stars, said we'd play [G] together.
We'll [C] go a while taking drugs,
[G] and they asked us to do MTV unplugged.
They should have seen us. _ _
We went [C] right out there, refused to do
[D] acoustical versions of the electrical songs
we refused to record in the first place. _ _
_ Then we smashed our shits.
[C] _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ [C] We [G] showed by refusing to [D] play and refusing to [G] go.
Then just when it [D] looked like the pain would [G] last forever,
my mom came to [D] spare, and it wasn't even together. _ _ _
That's alternative.
_ _ We're called Guns N' Roses.
[G] _
_ [C] _ [D] Help _ _ [G] me sing if you know what I'm saying.
[Am] Crazy 85-mile,
rock and roll,
_ [G] _ _ hang your hair down,
it pays a million dollars. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I set my monkey [C] on a log,
[G] I ordered him to do [D] the dot.
[G] He shook his [C] tail, he wagged his head.
[G] He went over and he did our cat instead.
_ _ _ [C] Monkey. _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Very funny.
[G] I like to throw that verse in just in case
[D] some of you think I don't know which Bob Dylan song I was [G] singing. _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ Very wise [C] man that he once said
[G] that some folks are [D] rough, out, and bent.
[G] Don't take [C] too long to figure out
[G] just what that old [D] guy was talking about.
You know, [G] a lot of people don't have food on their table,
but [C] they got a lot of pork,
and [G] they've got knives. _
[C] _ [D] I'm _ [A] _ cutting some.
_ _ _ [D] Again. _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [G] _ You know the other day [C] I called up the van
and I said, [G] you guys, I'm taking all [A] I can.
[Em] I said, well shave off these [G] no jeans,
pack up the van,
I'm gonna [A] move [G] down.
_ _ _ _ [C] Buy a horse. _
_ [Dm] _ [A] _ _ Ride it out of Kentucky.
I _ don't _ care how hard it is.
_ [Am] I'm gonna name that song of [G] theirs.
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