Chords with lyrics
Tuning: Standard (E MajorE A augmentedA D MajorD G+G BB E MajorE)
Intro:
A augmentedA C majorC D MajorD C majorC
A augmentedA C majorC D MajorD C majorC
A augmentedA C majorC D MajorD C majorC
A augmentedA C majorC D MajorD G+G
A augmentedA C majorC D MajorD C majorC
A augmentedA C majorC D MajorD C majorC
A augmentedA C majorC D MajorD C majorC
A augmentedA C majorC D MajorD G+G
Verse 1:
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I was cruisin' in a car down Melrose Boulevard
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When I stopped all the traffic, I was laughin' so hard
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Standin' on the corner was this rock 'n roll dude
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In leather pants thinkin' he was so cool
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He had the jacket, he had the shades
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Farrah Fawcett hair, or was that a wig?
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Face like a turtle trying in vain to look stoned
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You could tell he'd been practicing in the mirror at home
Pre-Chorus:
G+G
He'd probably been posing like that all day
D MajorD G+G C majorC G+G A augmentedA
Didn't matter that it was a hundred degrees in the shade
Chorus:
E MajorE
Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
E MajorE
Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
E MajorE
Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
E MajorE
Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
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Ooh, yeah!
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A augmentedA C majorC D MajorD C majorC
A augmentedA C majorC D MajorD C majorC
A augmentedA C majorC D MajorD G+G
Verse 2:
A augmentedA C majorC D MajorD C majorC
Bogus bands, plastic rock stars
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Stupid clothes and the worst made cars
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Country rock making us all sick
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While John Travolta wags his double-knit prick
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Being a teen back then, man, it was a drag
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Bicentennial and no one burned the flag
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You think we live in pretty desperate times
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When people wanna go back to nineteen seventy five
Pre-Chorus:
G+G
My Saturday Night Fever fantasy
D MajorD G+G C majorC G+G
Lock the Bee Gees in a Pinto and ram it from the rear
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Burn, baby
Chorus:
E MajorE
Well c'mon, well c'mon
A augmentedA
Seventies rock must die
E MajorE
Well c'mon, well c'mon
A augmentedA
Seventies rock must die
E MajorE
Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
E MajorE
Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
Guitar Solo:
D MajorD A augmentedA
D MajorD A augmentedA
D MajorD A augmentedA
D MajorD G+G D MajorD C majorC A augmentedA
Bridge:
G+G D MajorD A minorAm
Ooh babe, yeah yeah yeah
C majorC G/BG/B A minorAm
We may not have talent but we sure got attitude
C majorC G/BG/B A minorAm
Suck my ego, pay to play, got nothing more to say
C majorC G/BG/B A minorAm Am7Am7
As we sell you a stairway to boredom
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Ugh!
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Put your hands together
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Yeah yeah yeah yeah, hey
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A augmentedA C majorC D MajorD G+G
Verse 3:
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Look around at the hip people set in their ways
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Reaching back to the things they used to say they hate
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Young old farts playing fossil rock
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Stones reunions pass for rebellion
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Radio and TV gettin' so damn bland
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With collegiate John Denver copy bands
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Underground's becoming an alternative joke
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Even Aerosmith hates all the Aerosmith clones
Pre-Chorus:
G+G
I know they don't make 'em like the Son of Sam
D MajorD G+G C majorC G+G
But even punks wanna go back to seventy-seven
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Give me a break, man
Chorus:
E MajorE
Well c'mon, well c'mon
A augmentedA
Seventies rock must die
E MajorE
Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
E MajorE
Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
E MajorE
Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
E MajorE
Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
E MajorE
Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
E MajorE
Well c'mon, well c'mon
A augmentedA
Seventies rock must die
E MajorE
Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
E MajorE
Well c'mon, well c'mon
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Seventies rock must die
Outro:
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