Group: The Tragically Hip
Song: Gift Shop
Album: Trouble At The Henhouse
Riff I
This part repeats a bunch
Fill I
Riff II
Intro:
Riff I a few times.
Riff I
The beatiful lull,
the dangerous tug
we get to feel small
from high up above
and after a glimpse
Fill I
Over the top
Riff I
The rest of the world
Fill I
Becomes a gift shop.
Riff I x 2
Riff II
The pendulum swings
for the horse like a man
out over the rim
is ice cream to him
the beautiful lull [D5]da [D5]da [C5]da [A5]duh
the dangerous tug [C5]da [C5]da [D5]da [G5]duh
we get to fell small [D5][D5][C5][A5]
but not [G5]out of place at all
Some solo thing I can't get goes here. Use this scale.
[13]
[13]
Additional lyrics:
We're forced to bed
but we're free to dream
all us human extras,
all us herded beings
and after a glimpse
over the top
the rest of the world
becomes a gift shop.
I don't know what to believe.
Sometimes I even forget
and if its a lie,
terrorists made me say it
the beautiful lull,
the dangerous tug
we get to fell small
from high up above
from high up above
Justin MacCallum
jmaccallu@eid.awinc.com
Song: Gift Shop
Album: Trouble At The Henhouse
Riff I
This part repeats a bunch
A---5-------3---|:---0-5------3-------:|
E---------------|:--------------------:|
Fill I
A---0-3-----10-----
Riff II
G-7-------5---7---5----7------
D-7-------5---7---5----7------
A-5-------5---5---5----5------
G-----------------------------
Intro:
Riff I a few times.
Riff I
The beatiful lull,
the dangerous tug
we get to feel small
from high up above
and after a glimpse
Fill I
Over the top
Riff I
The rest of the world
Fill I
Becomes a gift shop.
Riff I x 2
Riff II
The pendulum swings
for the horse like a man
out over the rim
is ice cream to him
the beautiful lull [D5]da [D5]da [C5]da [A5]duh
the dangerous tug [C5]da [C5]da [D5]da [G5]duh
we get to fell small [D5][D5][C5][A5]
but not [G5]out of place at all
Some solo thing I can't get goes here. Use this scale.
[13]
E|-x-|---|---|-x-|
B|-x-|---|---|-x-|
G|-x-|---|-x-|---|
D|-x-|---|-x-|---|
A|-x-|---|-x-|---|
E|-x-|---|---|-x-|
[13]
Additional lyrics:
We're forced to bed
but we're free to dream
all us human extras,
all us herded beings
and after a glimpse
over the top
the rest of the world
becomes a gift shop.
I don't know what to believe.
Sometimes I even forget
and if its a lie,
terrorists made me say it
the beautiful lull,
the dangerous tug
we get to fell small
from high up above
from high up above
Justin MacCallum
jmaccallu@eid.awinc.com