The Mountain Goats

The Sunset Tree by The Mountain Goats

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You Or Your Memory by The Mountain Goats

E                           C#m
I checked into a bargain priced room on la sienaga,
F#m                                    A        E
gazed out through the curtains of the parking lot.
                                            C#m
walked down to the corner store just before nightfall in my bare feet.
F#m                   A           E
   black tarry asphalt, soft and hot.
            A                             E
and when I came back I spread out my supplies.
        D
on the counter by the sink,
            B
I looked myself right in the eyes
                   E      A
st. joseph's baby aspirin,
             B
bartles and james,
     E           A     B  E
and you or your memory.
E                           C#m
I ducked behind the drapes when I saw the moon begin to rise,
F#m                      A                     E
gathered in my loose ends switched off the light.
                                                C#m
and down there in the dark I can see the real truth about me.
  F#m           A                             E
as clear as day, lord if I make it through tonight
            A       E         D                            B
then I will mend my ways and walk the straight path to the end of my days.
                   E       A
st. joseph's baby aspirin,
             B
bartles and james,
     E           A      B  E  A  B  E  A  B  E  A  B  E  A   B  E.
and you or your memory.


Broom People by The Mountain Goats

E - C#m - A - B - E

E         C#m
36 Hudson in the garage
A                        E
All sorts of junk in the unattached spare room
E             C#m
Dishes in the kitchen sink
A                 B
New straw for the old broom
A                        E
Friends who don't have a clue
A            E
Well-meaning teachers
A                C#m                  A     B
But down in your arms, in your arms,
            E                 A
I am a wild creature

E    A

E                            C#m
Floor two foot high with newspapers
A                          E
White carpet thick with pet hair
E                     C#m
Half-eaten gallons of ice cream in the freezer
A                  B
Fresh fuel for the sodium flares
A                            E
I write down good reasons to freeze to death
A                 E
In my spiral ring notebook
A               C#m                    A       B
But in the long tresses of your hair
                E        A
I am a babbling brook


E  A  (x3)
A


This Year by The Mountain GoatsCapo 2
G                      D
 I broke free on a Saturday morning
           C            G
 I put the pedal to the floor
     G                  D
 Headed north on Mills Avenue
              C             G
 And listened to the engine roar

G    Bm    Cadd9    G
G    D     C        G

    G                          D
 My broken house behind me and good things ahead
              C                          G
 A girl named Cathy wants a little of my time
     G                        D
 Six cylinders underneath the hood crashing and kicking
 C                         G
 Ahah, listen to the engine whine

               G                    D
 I am going to make it through this year
       C           G
 If it kills me
               G                    D
 I am going to make it through this year
       C           G
 If it kills me

G    Bm    Cadd9    G
G    D     C        G

          G                D
 I played video games in a drunken haze
       C        G
 I was 17 years young
         G                       D
 Hurt my knuckles punching the machines
              C                 G
 The taste of scotch rich on my tongue

G    Bm    Cadd9    G
G    D     C        G

          G                      D
 And then Cathy showed up and we hung out
         C                        G
 Trading swigs from a bottle, all bitter and clean
         G             D
 Locking eyes, holding hands
           C             G
 Twin high maintenance machines

               G                    D
 I am going to make it through this year
       C             G
 If it kills me
               G                    D
 I am going to make it through this year
       C             G
 If it kills me

Em                              G
 I drove home in the California dusk
Em                          G
 I could feel the alcohol inside of me hum
              Em                      G
 Pictured the look on my stepfather's face
 C                           D
 Ready for the bad things to come

        G                            D
 I down-shifted as I pulled into the driveway
     C                             G
 The motor screaming out, stuck in second gear
                G                     D
 The scene ends badly, as you might imagine
      C                      G
 In a cavalcade of anger and fear
               G            D          C              D
 There will be feasting and dancing in Jerusalem next year

               G                    D
 I am going to make it through this year
       C            G
 If it kills me
               G                    D
 I am going to make it through this year
       C            G
 If it kills me
G    Bm    Cadd9    G     G    D     C        G


Dilaudid by The Mountain Goats

Em Em C D x3

Em
(pause)
Em                    C           D
The reception's gotten fuzzy
Em                    C           D
The delicate balance has shifted
C                           Em
Put on your gloves and your black pumps
C                         B
Let's pretend the fog has lifted

Em      C        D
Now you see me
Em      C        D
Now you don't
C               Em
Now you say you love me
C               B
Pretty soon you won't

     Em                           C
If we get our full three score and ten
A                       B
We won't pass this way again
                           Em        D
So kiss me with your mouth open
C                         B
Turn the tires toward the street

         Em
And stay sweet

Em Em C D x3 Em  (pause)

Em                       C           D
All the chickens come on home to roost
Em                            C      D
Plump bodies blotting out the sky
C                              Em
You know it breaks my heart in half, in half
C                         B
When I see them trying to fly

                      Em      C     D
'Cause you just can't do
Em                      C           D
Things your body wasn't meant to
C            Em
Hike up your fishnets
C      B
I know you

      Em                            C
If we live to see the other side of this
A                    B
I will remember your kiss
                         Em         D
So do it with your mouth open
C                             B
And take your foot off of the brake
             Em
For Christ's sake

Em Em C D x3

Em

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Dance Music by The Mountain Goats

G Em (x3)  C D

               G             C         D              G
alright i'm on johnson avenue in san luis obispo
        G          C             D       G
and i'm five years old or six maybe.
        G                    C                    D       G
and indications that there's something wrong with our new house,
C               D
  trip down the wire twice daily.


          G       C                 D         G
i'm in the living room watching the watergate hearings,
        G           C            D      G
while my stepfather yells at my mother
            G               C    D                G
launches a glass across the room, straight at her head.
      C                     D
and i dash upstairs to take cover,


        C                                G
lean in close to my little record player on the floor,
C                         D
  so this is what the volume knob's for,
             G      C     D       G
i listen to         dance music.
G     C     D       G
      dance music.


G Em (x3)  C D


                G         C     D     G
okay so look i'm seventeen years old
           G         C           D      G
you're the last best thing i got going
             G              C
but then the special secret sickness
          D           G
starts to eat through you
          C                D
what am i supposed to do?     no way of knowing


     G          C            D              G
so i follow you down your twisting alleyways
       G          C         D    G
find a few cul-de-sacs of my own
             G         C         D         G
there's only one place this road ever ends up
    C                 D
and i don't wanna die alone


                    C                 G
let me down, let me down, let me down gently
C                         D
  when the police come to get me
             G      C     D       G
i listen to         dance music.
G     C     D       G
      dance music.

Outro:
G C D G (x4)


Dinu Lipatti’s Bones by The Mountain Goats

B  Eb  E  B

B                         Eb
we stank of hair dye and ammonia.
E                             B
we sealed ourselves away from view.
B                         Eb
you were looking at the void and sat unblinking/(seldom blinking?).
E                    B          E                F# (x 9 11 11 11 9)  E
the best that I could do was to train my eyes on you.
E                            B
we scaled the hidden hills beneath the surface,
E                     B
scraped our fingers bloody on the stones.
E                     B              Eb        E
and built our little house that we could live in
E                      B
out of Dinu Lipatti's bones.

B                          Eb
we kept our friends at bay all summer long.
E                             B
treated the days as if they'd kill us if they could.
B                                Eb
ringing out the hours like blood drenched bed sheets
E                      B         E                 F#
to keep winter time at bay but December showed up anyway.
E                         B
there was no money it was money that you wanted.
E                         B
I went downtown, sold off most of what I owned.
E                        B                 Eb             E
and we raised a tower to broadcast all our dark dreams
E                   B
from Dinu Lipatti's bones.


Up the Wolves by The Mountain Goats

D  G A
D  G A
D


D                                               G2     A
There's bound to be a ghost at the back of your closet
G2 A                D
No matter where you live
         D                               Em
There'll always be a few things, maybe several things
            G2                A               D
That you're gonna find really difficult to forgive


D  G A G A D


D                                         G2     A
There's gonna come a day when you'll feel better
       G2               A            D
You'll rise up free and easy on that day
    D                            Em
And float from branch to branch, lighter than the air
     G2                               A2           A
Just when that day is coming, who can say, who can say
    D               G2
Our mother has been absent
     D                G2
Ever since we founded Rome
            D          A                         D
But there's gonna be a party when the wolf comes home


D  G A G A D

D                                G2       A
We're gonna commandeer the local airwaves
   G2                 A                    D
To tell the neighbors what's been going on
    D                                Em
And they will shake their heads, and wag their bony fingers
   G2                              A2                A
In all the wrong directions and by daybreak we'll be gone


D  G A G A D


    D                            G2    A
I'm gonna get myself in fighting trim
G2              A                 D
Scope out every angle of unfair advantage
D                              Em
I'm gonna bribe the officials, I'm gonna kill all the judges
G2                                    A2                    A
It's gonna take you people years to recover from all of the damage
    D               G2
Our mother has been absent
     D                G2
Ever since we founded Rome
            D          A                         D
But there's gonna be a party when the wolf comes home
    G2 A D  G2 A D  G2 A D
Oh


Lion’s Teeth by The Mountain Goats

Em  G  C  Em
Em  G  D  C B


Em              G
The king of the jungle
C                 Em
Was asleep in his car
Em                       G
When your chances fall in your lap like that
       D                        C                B
You've gotta recognize them for what they really are


Em        G
Nobody in this house
C                      Em
Wants to own up to the truth
Em                     G
I crawl in shotgun and reach into his mouth
D                    C          B
And grab hold of one long sharp tooth


         Em    A     Em
And hold on
         B
For dear life
       Em     A     Em     B
I hold on


Em                G
Well of course he wakes up
C                Em
His paw hits the horn
Em           G
I am gonna regret
D   C              B
The day that I was born


         Em                    G
And then mom rushes out to the driveway
C         Em
My sister too
Em         G
Everyone's screaming
  D  C           B
I am dreaming of you


       Em   A   Em
I hold on
         B
For dear life
       Em   A   Em    B
I hold on


C               Em
And my arms get sore
C                     Em
And my palms start to sweat
C                  Em
And the tears roll down my face
C                          B
Till my cheeks are hot and red and soaking wet


Em          G
In come the cops
C                  Em
They blowtorch the doors
Em      G
I start wailing
D        C    B
The lion roars


Em                     G
There's no good way to end this
C          Em
Anyone can see
Em                     G
There's this great big you
D              C    B
And little old me


            Em    A   Em
And we hold on
         B
For dear life
        Em     A     Em
We hold on
        B
We hold on


Em   A   Em   B  (x2)

end on Em


Hast Thou Considered the TetrapodCapo 1

A  D  (x3)
A

A                         D
You are sleeping off your demons
A           D
When I come home
A                        E
Spittle bubbling on your lips
A          D
Fine white foam
A                   D
I am young and I am good
       A                       D
It's a hot Southern California day
A             E
If I wake you up
A                     D
There will be hell to pay
                A
And alone in my room
         D                    A
I am the last of a lost civilization
D                     A
And I vanish into the dark
    D             A
And rise above my station
D             A
Rise above my station


D A D A E A A


      A                         D
But I do wake you up and when I do
    A                           D
You blaze down the hall and you scream
A                      E
I'm in my room with my headphones on
A         D
Deep in a dream chamber
    A                      D
And then I'm awake and I'm guarding my face
A                         D
Hoping you don't break my stereo
        A                         E
Because it's the one thing that I couldn't live without
         A
And so I think about that
       D
Then I sort of black out
                            A
Held under these smothering waves
        D                       A
By your strong and thick veined hand
D                A
But one of these days
          E                  A
I'm gonna wriggle off on dry land

A  D (x3)

A


Magpie by The Mountain Goats

Em G D Em  x2

Em                      G
Feed the kittens in the kitchen
D                    Em
Set food out for the strays
Em                  G
Try hard to do your best
    D                    Em
The magpie will have his way

Em  G  D  Em  x2

Em                   G
Fill your mouth with berries
       D                Em
By the full light of the moon
Em                    G
Work all night if you have to
    D               Em
The magpie comes at noon

Em  Bm  A  Em   x4

Em               G
Shore up the crucifixes
          D                Em
Above the archways and the doors
    Em                  G
The magpie will come at midday
             D              Em
And you will go down on all fours

Em  G  D  Em  x2

Em                               G
And when the cherry's white with blossoms
   D            Em
Be ready and be brave
Em                   G
And remember what we had here
               D                 Em
When there was something left to save
Em  Bm  A  Em  x4


Song for Dennis Brown by The Mountain Goats

e|---3---3-------------------------3---|
B|---3-----------------------------3---|
G|---0-----------------------------0---|
D|---0---------0-------------------0---|
A|---2------0h2------3--2--0--0----2---|
E|---3---3-------------------------3---|

Intro:
G riff G riff
G
On the day that Dennis Brown's lung collapsed
C D G (riff)
spring rain was misting down on Kingston
G
and down at the harbour local
C D G (riff)
cops were intercepting an inbound shipment
C G
and for a while there it was chaos
C D
as they handcuffed and then roughed up some sailors
G
on the day my lung collapses
C D G (riff)
it's not gonna be much different

G
On the day that Dennis Brown's habits caught up with him
C D G (riff)
school children sang in choirs
G
and out behind the Chinese restaurants
C D G (riff)
guys were jumping into dumpsters
C G
and the stench was overbearing
C D
but they were past the point of caring
G
on the day my habits catch up with me
C D G (riff)
I'll be down among the jumpers

Em G
Em G
Em G
Em C

e|----------|
B|----------|
G|----------|
D|--------0-|
A|--3-2-0-0-|
E|----------|

and then D (light on the high notes)

G
and when the birds come home in spring
C D G (riff)
we will fill them full of buckshot
G
and jets of contaminated blood
C D G(riff)
will cloud the rivers and the lakes
C G
it took all the coke in town
C D
to bring down dennis brown
G C
on the day my lung collapses
D G (riff)
we'll see just how much it takes

G (riff)
Em G
Em G
Em G
Em C

in here play (much more pronounced this time)

e|----------|
B|----------|
G|----------|
D|--------0-|
A|--3-2-0-0-|
E|----------|

and then D (light on the high notes)

G (riff)

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Love Love Love by The Mountain Goats

E   Asus2   E   Asus2
     E                              Asus2
King Saul fell on his sword when it all went wrong,
     E                                  B
and Joseph’s brothers sold him down the river for a song,
     E                              Asus2
and Sonny Liston rubbed some tiger balm into his glove.
      C#m                          Asus2                           E
some things you do for money and some you do for love, love, love.

E  Asus2   E   Asus2

   E                           Asus2
Raskolnikov felt sick but he couldn't say why
         E                             B
when he saw his face reflected in his victim's twinkling eye.
      E                              Asus2
some things you'll do for money and some you'll do for fun,
        C#m                                  Asus2                B      E
but the things you do for love are going to come back to you one by one.

E Asus2

Asus2                                     E
Love, love is going to lead you by the hand
Asus2                                 E
     into a white and soundless place.
Asus2                      C#m              E
     now we see things as in a mirror dimly.
Asus2                                 B
     then we shall see each other face to face.

    E                         Asus2
and way out in Seattle young Kurt Cobain
 E                                 B
snuck out to the greenhouse, put a bullet in his brain.
 E                                    Asus2
snakes in the grass beneath our feet, rain in the clouds above,
      C#m                       Asus2                               E
some moments last forever, but some flare up with love, love, love.

 E  Asus2   E   Asus2  E   Asus2   E   Asus2

Pale Green Things by The Mountain Goats

C  F  C  F
C
  Got up before dawn
F                           C       F
  Went down to the racetrack
C
   Riding with the windows down
F                                    C           F
   Shortly after your first heart attack.
Am                           C
   You parked behind the paddock,
Am                          C
   Cracking asphalt underfoot,
Am                           C
   Coming up through the cracks
             G                  C           C  F  C  F
Pale green things, pale green things

C
   You watched the horses run their workouts
F                                          C       F
   You held your stopwatch in your left hand
C
   And a Racing Form beneath your arm
F                                         C              F
   Casting your gaze way out to no man's land
Am                                  C
   Sometimes I'll meet you out there
Am                 C
   Lonely and frightened
Am                                    C
   Flicking my tongue out at the wet leaves
             G                  C
Pale green things, pale green things
C  F  C  F  C  F  C  F  Am  C  Am  C  Am  C  G  C

C
   My sister called at 3 AM
F                    C       F
   Just last December
C
   She told me how you'd died at last, at last.
F                                           C                     F
   That morning at the racetrack was one thing that I remembered
Am                                  C
   I turned it over in my mind
Am                                  C
   Like a living Chinese finger trap
Am                                  C
   Seaweed in Indiana sawgrass
             G                  C
Pale green things, pale green things

C  F  C  F  C  F  C  F  Am  C  Am  C  Am  C  G  C

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