Circular Karate Chop chords by They Might Be Giants

Verse:

   F   Gm     Bb
Never took a class before in

    F
Self defense

F        Gm       Bb
Never looked at you before with

    F
Common sense

Pre-Chorus:

Gm        Dm
Gird myself for a short sharp shot

Gm       Dm
Trace myself in sidewalk chalk

   Am         Bb
I'll shut my mouth, you do the talking

Chorus:

     F       Dm     F     Dm
You're so proud of your circular karate chop

   F      Dm      F      Dm
Afternoons in the mirror doing pop and lock

     Gm        Bb        C
From the junk shop to the truck stop to the big big top

Break:
C C C C

Verse:

F        Gm          Bb
Detention hall, name on the wall and

    F
Locker dent

F       Gm        Bb
Never mind the withered words of

     F
Encouragement

Pre-Chorus:

Gm       Dm
Pulling off my anorak

Gm       Dm
Dumping out my black backpack

   A
Take what you'd like

   Bb      C
I'll keep on walking

Chorus:

     F       Dm     F     Dm
You're so proud of your circular karate chop

   F      Dm      F      Dm
Afternoons in the mirror doing pop and lock

     Gm        Bb        C
From the junk shop to the truck stop to the big big top


       F          Dm     F        Dm
You're still bragging about your telescoping roundhouse kick

       F        Dm       F       Dm
You're still looking for your Commodore's old control stick

   Gm      Bb
So myopic, stay on topic

     C
Man, this world is sick

Bridge:

N.C.
Three rules from your sensei

N.C.
One: Outsource your feelings

N.C.
Two: Limit your training to be task specific

N.C.
Three: Assign regret to those accountable

Verse:

F        Gm          Bb
Detention hall, name on the wall and

    F
Locker dent

F       Gm        Bb
Never mind the withered words of

     F
Encouragement

Pre-Chorus:

Gm       Dm
Pulling off my anorak

Gm       Dm
Dumping out my black backpack

   A
Take what you'd like

   Bb      C
I'll keep on walking

Chrorus:

     F       Dm     F     Dm
You're so proud of your circular karate chop

   F      Dm      F      Dm
Afternoons in the mirror doing pop and lock

     Gm        Bb        C
From the junk shop to the truck stop to the big big top


       F          Dm     F        Dm
You're still bragging about your telescoping roundhouse kick

       F        Dm       F       Dm
You're still looking for your Commodore's old control stick

   Gm      Bb
So myopic, stay on topic

     C
Man, this world is sick

Outro:
C C C F