Date: Fri, 22 Dec 1995 23:32:25 -0500
Subject: CRD: Cyanide Breath Mint by Beck
Cyanide Breath Mint by Beck can be found on the disc One Foot in the Grave.
It's tuned down to D, so it's
[D] [G] [C] [F] [A] [D]
I just wrote the chords down as if the guitar were in E. This seems to match
up pretty
well with the CD, so just listen and strum as you see fit.
[A] Definitely[F], this is the wrong pl[D]ace to be[G]
there's bl[F]ood on the [C]futon,
there's a [E]kid drinki[A]n' fire.
Goin' down to the sea,[F]
they got peopl[D]e to meet[G],
shakin' h[F]ands with thems[C]elves,
E F-------->slide to Gflat
lookin' out for themselves.
W[C]hen they ask[F] you for credit,[G]
[F]give them a bran[C]ch.
[C]When they want[F] you to ge[G]t it,
[F]chew on the grass.[C]
I know,[E] I know[F]
'cause they to[D]ld me to tell[G] you
there's nothi[F]ng to tell yo[C]u,
there's n[E]othing to [A]sell you.
(Same chords as first part)
In the afternoon, riding the scapegoat,
burning equipment, decomposing.
Cool off your jets,
take off your sweats,
I got a funny feeling
they got plastic in the afterlife.
(Same chords as second part:)
When they want you to cry,
leap into the sky.
When they suck your mind,
like a pigeon you fly.
I know, I know,
it's the positive people
running from their time
looking for some feeling.
transcribed by:
[email protected]
Lysbeth Guillorn
Subject: CRD: Cyanide Breath Mint by Beck
Cyanide Breath Mint by Beck can be found on the disc One Foot in the Grave.
It's tuned down to D, so it's
[D] [G] [C] [F] [A] [D]
I just wrote the chords down as if the guitar were in E. This seems to match
up pretty
well with the CD, so just listen and strum as you see fit.
[A] Definitely[F], this is the wrong pl[D]ace to be[G]
there's bl[F]ood on the [C]futon,
there's a [E]kid drinki[A]n' fire.
Goin' down to the sea,[F]
they got peopl[D]e to meet[G],
shakin' h[F]ands with thems[C]elves,
E F-------->slide to Gflat
lookin' out for themselves.
W[C]hen they ask[F] you for credit,[G]
[F]give them a bran[C]ch.
[C]When they want[F] you to ge[G]t it,
[F]chew on the grass.[C]
I know,[E] I know[F]
'cause they to[D]ld me to tell[G] you
there's nothi[F]ng to tell yo[C]u,
there's n[E]othing to [A]sell you.
(Same chords as first part)
In the afternoon, riding the scapegoat,
burning equipment, decomposing.
Cool off your jets,
take off your sweats,
I got a funny feeling
they got plastic in the afterlife.
(Same chords as second part:)
When they want you to cry,
leap into the sky.
When they suck your mind,
like a pigeon you fly.
I know, I know,
it's the positive people
running from their time
looking for some feeling.
transcribed by:
[email protected]
Lysbeth Guillorn
