At T chords by Pavement

From, the album "Wowee Zowee"

Amazing song obviously, these are the basic chords.
Obviously Stephen plays around with them in a weird way, but this is the tune.
All the verses follow this pattern:


 B
Maybe someone's going to save me

           G
My heart is made of gravy

              D
And the laps I swim from lunatics don't count

         B
Open up your stockings

        A
Pull out the things you never wanted

          G
From room service calls

        D
Room service calls



The chorus (if you can call it that really) follows basically the same pattern:

D
Whenever, Whenever Whenever Whenever

G
Whenever Whenever I feel fi-iiiii-iine

          D
I'm going to walk away from all this all that


Groovy groovy kitty you little little pity

      B
With your slip shag watching back

          G
You skinny skinny people don't like that

         D
When you con them



You can basically figure everything else around that, its alot easier than
following a super detailed tab. Enjoy!

Heres an attempt at all the lyrics:

Maybe someone's going to save me
My heart is made of gravy
And the laps I swim
From lunatics don't count
Open up your stockings
Pull out the things you never wanted
From room service calls
Room service calls

Open up your hands
And let me see the things you keep in there
I don't want to split up fifty/fifty
That's the way we do it in this rose town
I've got all the glory in the world
I hope it doesn't floor you before you go
Room service calls
In the random falls

Go!
Whenever, Whenever I feel fine
I'm going to walk away from all this all that
Groovy groovy kitty you little little pity
With your slip shag watching back
You skinny skinny people don't like that
When you con them

Spell me
Spritzer on ice in New York City
Isn't it a pity
You never had anything to mix with that
Listen to the tender
Behind the open chest in the hall
Room service calls

I'm blue green and cream and blue
Whenever I feel fine
I'll walk the plank for you
In the dark of the capi-federal
Jacob, Jacob Javits I'd like to thank you for everything
Primarily your glass house
Levis, Guess
Distorted ghosts
One, two, three, four
Whoahhh ohh ohh, Whoahhh ohh ohh