Boombox Chords

The lonely Island featuring Julian Casablancas INTRO: Fm Ab Bbm Cm VERSE: Fm Ab Imagine in your mind a posh country club Bbm Cm The stuffy old money where the poor get snubbed Fm Ab The spread is bland, sauerkraut and boiled goose Bbm Cm There's no way these people will ever cut loose Fm Ab But then I walk in the room, hold my boombox high Bbm Cm And what happened next will blow your mind

CHORUS: Fm Bbm Everything got out of control Eb Ab Abmaj7 The music was so entrancing Fm Bbm Everyone got out on the floor Eb Ab Abmaj7 It was a bunch of old, white people dancing VERSE: Fm Ab The Big Apple, where people never dance Bbm Cm Eb Spirits go down while profits expand Fm Ab The cops or the dealers, who's got the juice Bbm Cm The street vendors peddling their boiled goose Fm Ab So many types of people, they'll never get along Bbm Cm Till I bust out my boombox and play this song Fm Bbm The music washed away all the hate Eb Ab Abmaj7 And society started advancing Fm Bbm Every demographic was represented Eb Ab Abmaj7 It was a rainbow coalition of dancing BRIDGE: Fm Bbm Eb Ab Abmaj7 Woah, everyone was wearing fingerless gloves Fm Bbm Eb Ab Abmaj7 Woah, I saw a Spanish guy doing the Bartman VERSE: Fm Bbm Transport now to an old folks home Eb Ab Abmaj7 Where the elderly are tossed on their brittle bones Fm Bbm The orderlies are stealing, there's no excuse Eb Ab Every day for lunch they eat boiled goose Fm Ab So I grabbed my boombox and hit the turbo bass Bbm Cm Eb And what happened next was a total disgrace CHORUS: Fm Bbm Everybody started having sex Eb Ab Abmaj7 The music was way too powerful Fm Bbm A bunch of old people fucking like rabbits Eb Ab Abmaj7 It was disgusting to say the least OUTRO: Fm Bbm A boombox can change the world Eb Ab Abmaj7 You gotta know your limits with a boombox Fm Bbm This was a cautionary tale Eb Ab Abmaj7 Fm A boombox is not a toy VERSE: Fm Now, picture if you will a bunch of businessmen Stuffed in the boardroom like pigs in a pen The ties around their necks are like a hangman's noose In the middle of the table, there's a boiled goose The old people smell makes you want to puke in the sink These dudes'll never dance, yeah, that's what you think I stride in the room all young and hip Hold up my boombox and say, "Listen to this!" Then everyone started to move People rejoiced instead of financing Your preconceived notions were shattered By the super old, white people dancing VERSE: Fm Now, picture if you will a bunch of businessmen Stuffed in the boardroom like pigs in a pen The ties around their necks are like a hangman's noose In the middle of the table, there's a boiled goose The old people smell makes you want to puke in the sink These dudes'll never dance, yeah, that's what you think I stride in the room all young and hip Hold up my boombox and say, "Listen to this!" Then everyone started to move People rejoiced instead of financing Your preconceived notions were shattered By the super old, white people dancing