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In (D)time, they'll (Bm)talk it out but (Em) I don't even (G)know what (A)for
(D)Diseased, de(Bm)spicable ex(Em)changes made be(G)hind closed (A)doors.
To (D)grind, to (Bm)work it out and (Em)calculate the (G) latest (A)scores
And(D) ship the (Bm)units, feign (Em)emotion, get 'em in (G)those (A)stores.
And (G)my!(D) It's so (Bm)nice to see that (Em)you knew (A)how
To (G)fly!(D) We'll (Bm)shoot you up when (Em) you come (A)down.
In time, they'll sell it out and pass it off as something real
The drinks, the talent spewing nonsense at the label meals.
We'll smile, we'll shake it off and laugh at those that we despise
At last, your rock and bullshit swindle leads to your demise!
repeat G-D-Bm-Em-A over the "Ah-ah"s
In time, they'll talk it out, but I don't even know what for.

All The Lightning Rods (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

From "Love you Just the Same"

(D)Count off all your (C)clips and evaluate the (G)score

By the way it (Em)looks you'll be here no (D)more

Once was all it (C)took for what you had in (G)store

(D)It's not a braver(C)y, and it's a sorce(G)ry

It's not a loyal(Em)ty

It's instabili(D)ty

And a shame for us to (C)see, such a shame for us to (G)see

Chorus

(D)And I'll be running (C)circles in the (G)rain

Waiting for a (Em)ride, counting all the (D)lightning rods

Hoping for a (C)wind to carry me a(G)way

The sun it always sets in most peculiar ways
Sometimes behind the clouds, sometimes in full display
But never set like this
No, not before today
And the silence overcame the conversation heard
In your speechlessness was comfort
You did not say a word cause once was all it took for what you had in store

Am I The Manager, Or Am I Not? (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

(C#)Am I the manager or am I (F#)not?
she's out waiting across the (G#)lot,
if you could inform us now it'd mean a (Bbm)hell
of a (F#)lot,
(C#)to be predictable it's where you're (F#)caught,
exaggerated it's where I'm (G#)not,
if you could just (Bbm)tell
us how, it'd be (F#)co-ooo-ol
Chorus:
(F#)And forever is such a (C#)long, long time,
(F#)at least it was the last I (C#)checked,
(F#)and together is such a
(C#)strong, strong word,
(F#)at least it was the last I (C#)knew
It's so forgettable it's where you're caught
exasperated it's where I'm not,
if you could just tell us now that'd
be cool, so am I the manager or am I not?
she's out running across the lot,
if you could just inform us now
that'd be cool

Argonne Limit Co. (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

By Will Johnson
From "Love you Just the Same"

We're (D)gleaning the (A)skies to (G)single out the ob(D)jects

In (D)drunken dis(A)guise with (G)battle wounds on (D)our necks

The (D)Argonne Limit (A)Co. has (G)signaled to the (D)council

Un(D)certain where to (A) go and (G)streaking through the (D)Catskills

Chorus

And (G)only the absentees bothered to (D)show
to (G)American Greetings meetings held be(D)low
The radio(A)active over(G)flow
The radio(Em)active over(D)flow
Radio(A)active over(G)flow
Radio(Em)active over(D)flow

We're cleaning the eyes of some fifty-nine alumni
And one Thermatico who's burning from inside
The oversight proceeds to disappear like a vampire
Betrayal in glass holes, betrayal of the empire

Chorus

Biology Tricks (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

From "Love you Just the Same"

(G)Rearrange hope on the sediment (D)feed

(G)And hide the new masters and (D)store them away

(G)All held on tape loops

It's just like you (D)do

The theatre is (G)brimming abuzz with ex(D)citement

On crimson cu(G)shions they squirm and they (D)wait

(G)You're asleep in your trailer

It's just like you (D)do

It's just like you do

Chorus

Oh and (Em)we cling to memo(G)ries of some other (D)time (A)

(Em)When television (G)held us in clutches so (D)tight(A)

So lock all your doors and do as you please
The king and the jester are whom you appease
Fine tune your new knack for biology tricks
It's just like you do
But remember that we invented the key
To pry yourself out to society
So don't forget hassles and don't forget sunsets
It's just like you do

Chorus

Breathe Deep, Not Loud (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

By Will Johnson
From "Love you Just the Same"

(A)Realize the (F#m)height, realize the (E)vertical from now (D)on

(A)Re-ink your (F#m)pens and re-stock your (E)sharpeners from now (D)on

(A)Call (call) all the neighbors (F#m)out and show them the (E)synonyms that you (D)got

(A)Tell (tell) all the parents (F#m)now and show them (E)Travolta eyes that you (D)got

(E)Breathe deep, not (D)loud

(E)We're with you (G)now

Defeat the night, defeat the cubicles from now on
We're left in the halls and left in the choir rooms from now on
Call (call) all the neighbors our and show them the synonyms that you got
Tell (tell) all the parents now and show them Travolta eyes that you got

Call Down The Systems And The Ranks (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

by Will Johnson
From Distance and Clime

(F#) Saw the (B) prisioners to(G)day,
See them (D) shine... (F#)
In no (B) ordinary (G) way.
Grounded officers will say,
It suits them fine...
Show the convicts to their place.
(D) Call down the systems and the (F#) ranks,
I don't know what (B) brought you this time
I (G) fold...
In this place and...
(Repeat)
Saw the saddness in their face,
And wondering why...
Wardnen's regulations state.
Stole their confidence to say,
And it suits them fine...
Was no ordinary day.
Repeat Chorus

Calling Thermatico (Centro-matic)

From: "Fort Recovery" (2006 - Misra Records)
Posted and transcribed by Bill

(G)We’re calling Thermatico, cause (C)he may have (G)options

(C)Within the (G)sequence, to (D)which we (C)abide

(G)Under the railway, (C)he left colos(G)sal

(C)Papers and med(G)icines, to (D)keep us (C)alive

Chorus

(C)We were elated that Thermatico had never passed us (G)by

(C)Untimidated by the officers and prostitutes in (G)line

Early in the century, he was the larcenist

The gasohol arsonist, the consequent flier

And later as a centerpiece, he was discovered

Dealing with Raven, kissing the liars

Chorus

So out in the courtyard, we had a meeting

A summit of quality, but he told a lie

And off went Thermatico, into the sunset

He had lost options, he had lost ties

Chorus

Call The Legion In Tonight (Centro-matic)

From: "Home Late" (2000 - Quality Park)
Posted and and transcribed by Bill

E A D E A G 2xs

(E)Call the (A)legion in (D)tonight, (E)with their (A)impoverished (G)ways repeat progression throughout verses
Takes a forty hour fight to get us out of this place.
The tricksters, hypocrites, and fakes
condemned and censored this way
Takes an Anchorage night to get us out of this place.

(G)The gavel drops. (A)The chatter stops.
(D)Let the man have his say.
(G)The gavel drops. (A)The chatter stops now.(D)
E A D E A G 2xs

Cautious citizens await with their questions in hand
Decry the guilty one his fate, so unimpressive he stands.
Unveil the matches, gasoline! Commence to violent ways
The hallway leads us in between. We're getting out of this place.

(G)The gavel drops. (A)The chatter stops.
(D)Let the man have his say.
(G)The gavel drops. (A)The chatter stops now.(D)
E A D E A G 2xs

Covered Up In Mines (Centro-matic)

From: "Fort Recovery" (2006 - Misra Records)
Posted and transcribed by Bill

A F#m D

(F#m)Don’t mind the (D)new hilari(A)ty

(F#m)Just find the (D)space in which you’ll (A)need

(F#m)All your gases (D) and your war (A)paint

(F#m)You always (D)said the sancti(A)ty

(F#m)Of your trans(D)missions to the (A)sea

Was (F#m)destroya(D)ble and color(A)less

(E)Now I fall into the (F#m)lines of some new (D)detriment

(E)The tradesmen (F#m)covered up in mines, they won’t (D)hesitate

You’re crowning all the nominees

Ignoring scrap technologies

From the roadway to the drunk tank

You found the plan it was so wasteful

Throughout your vast repellant feed

It was precarious and disgusting

Chorus

Don't Smash The Qualifying Man (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

by Will Johnson
from "Redo the Stacks"

(F#)We're all spinning backwards (B)beside you
(F#)all hail to the (B)new inheritance,
(F#)we're smashing up the quali(B)fying man,
(F#)destroying the (B)old significance

Chorus
and you (C# or F#)say you (B)weren't the devil, I don't know(B or C#)...shout it! shout (B)it! now ???

(F#)Now we're falling forward (B)beside him
(F#)all tagged as the (B)new inhabitants,
(F#)Smashing up the quali(B)fying man
(F#)all hail to his (B)new significance
Chorus

Fidgeting Widly (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

By Will Johnson
From Redo the Stacks
Capo 1 - Live I think it's w/o capo

(C)I'm helping you see,
(F)and you won't even look at me
(Dm)There's too much downtime
(G)There's too much downtime
(C)You've stolen your thoughts.
(F)You fine tune your expertise
(Dm)There's too much downtime.
(G)There's too much downtime
So you're kicking out the hi-fi jams,
you're fidgeting wildly
There's too much downtime.
But you're trapped in your room,
and you're the only audience
There's too much downtime.
There's just too much.

Flashes And Cables (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

By Will Johnson
From "Love You Just the Same"

[C] If we found the time, if we found the [Am] merriment,
if we found the [Dm] words and scratched them in [G] new cement
But those days are [C] gone and we've got only [Am] pictures now,
the rotary [Dm] wheel, some leftover [G] shotgun shells
Nobody [F] told us that the bastards were [C] here
All the rogues and the [F] scoundrels are shedding their [C] tears
No nobody [F] told us that the cameras were [C, walk down to G] here
All the flashes & [F] cables won't someone please [Fm] save us
So by our [C] request please turn in your [Am] uniforms
Your medallions and [Dm] pins for the Aries and [G] Capricorns
And file your [C] complaint with this rookie [Am] officer
He'll lend you [Dm] a smile, he'll lend you his [G] deafest ear
Nobody [F] told us that the bastards were [C] here
All the rogues and the [F] scoundrels are shedding their [C] tears
No nobody [F] told us that the cameras were [C, walk down to G] here
All the flashes & [F] cables won't someone please [Fm] save us
[C] [Am] [Dm] [G]
Will: ba ba da da do
Scott: woooooyoo

For New Starts (Centro-matic)

From: "Fort Recovery" (2006 - Misra Records)
Posted by and transcribed by Bill

(A)You are correct, we are (E)wrecked, and to (D)give into (A)effect

This is the (D)season for a (E)response

See, it’s your (A)place and your (E)part, slipping (D)slowly off the (A)mark

You are the (D)reason for the (E)remarks

Chorus

Toes to the (A)line, now’s your (E) time for to (D)publish and (A)define

Your new (D)position, your new (E)heart

We’re carefully (A)placed and (E)disgraced in this (D)battle trash and (A)waste

That’s no (D)condition for a new (E)start

A connection I thought would not crack now it’s skin right off our back

That will surround us when deputies arrive

Automatons, triple crowns, and your gathering of sound

Part-time attention ain’t what friendship’s all about

Fuselage (It's Starting to Look Like X-Mas...) (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

From Idol Records Christmas Album, as performed by Centro-matic

(G)You, (you) say what you gotta (Bm)say to me
Just try to say it (Am)nice-fully
We only got a (C )century
(G)Holiday, living in it (Bm)for a while
Deviating (Am)from the styles
We used to see on (C )TV

Chorus
And it’s (G)starting to look like Christmas once (Bm)again

Judging from the (Am)switches, old tar paper and rolling (C )pins ( ? )
And it’s (G)starting to look like Christmas once (Bm)again
It’s been some (Am)20 years since the tree fire in the (C )den ( ? )
We, we're saving all the sofa change
For newer battles with the phlange
Some porcelean lies (?)
Fuselage, don’t just stop and stare-ica
It’s “Breakfast in America”
We’re learning tonight
Chorus
Oooh oooh ahhs
Chorus

Glacial Slurs (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

From "South San Gabriel Songs/Music"

(D)Won't you send the letters through careful(G)ly?
(D)And tell us of your money spent there to(G)day
Oh, Rosa(D)line - you and your alcohol tech(G)nology
Sweet Rosa(D)line, you and your alcohol tech(G)nology

(G)Most of your (Bm)words and (D)fierce glacial (G)slurs
Were never (D)welcome here (G) ?????

(D)You never gave such pleasantries sincere(G)ly
(D)To manifest the slightest of acquaintance(G)ships
Oh Rosa(D)line, you and your alcohol tech(G)nology
Sweet Rosa(D)line, you and your alcohol tech(G)nology

(G)Most of your (Bm)words and (D)fierce glacial (G)slurs
Were never (D) welcome here (G)

Huge In Every City (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

From "Even the Falsest Hearts Can Try “

You're (A) stalling rhythm, stopping at the (G)open fade
Pulling out the (F#m) portamento, the singer's led (D)astray.
You're calling up the (A)song committee, but your number's (G)been delayed
You said you're huge in (F#m) every city, but not this one (D)today.
(A)Effects now!
(G)Effects now!
(F#m)Effects now!
(D)Effects now!
It's called cutting corners, arriving by the easy way
You sabotage the useless beauty and kick it out to stay.
This artificial presentation - hold it for another day
You say you're huge in every city, but not this one today.
(A)Stop now!(D) We(A)'re getting out!(D)
repeat
Still stalling rhythm, you're overrated, overpayed
Holding back the information, hold it back some way.
You say it's not what you expected, expenditures in every way
Said you're huge in every city, but not this one today.
(A)Stop now!(D) We(A)'re getting out!(D)
repeat

If I Had A Dartgun (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

From "Redo the Stacks"

(D)An instru(A)mental kicks off this (D)mess
there's no (A)words but I'll try to con(D)fess,
we're all un(A)blamable but (Bm)I might (E)blame you now
(D)Befreind the (A)friend who might get you (D)in
& watch the (A)masses all try to pre(D)tend
They're all un(A)flammable but (Bm)I might (E)burn them out

Chorus
(D)It's all a rou(A)tine & part of the (D)scene with all the (A)secrets & in be(D)tween
I've got (A)secrets to tell but(Bm) I can't (E)tell you now

It's incidental that you'd finally see that you're crossing me
we're all unsellable but I might sell you out
Between the when and whereabouts no doubt I'll be fine in finding out
we're all unbreakable but I might break you now

Chorus

In Such Crooked Time (Centro-matic)

From: "Fort Recovery" (2006 - Misra Records)
Posted and transcribed by Bill

(D)When you move, your eyes they twitch like (G)mine

In such crooked (Bm)time so it goes, my (E)friend

And when you (D)call your voice it shakes like (G)mine

Your hands they sweat like (Bm)mine it’s all you could have (E)done

And when the sun finally falls down from your skies

Don’t you know that I will come find you just in time

On the shores of your decline on the campsite of your fears

The four ends of this earth you know I’ll meet you there

(D)And when the sweat and shakes depart ain’t it (E)justified

Through the (D)course of days and nights the error did us (A)right

In The Strategy Room (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

From "All the Falsest Hearts Can Try"

(C)Sealing off the (G)wealthy nations.
(C)Furthering the (G)separations.
The (C)squadron carries new (G)emotions for (Em)now. (D)
(C)It's been forty-seven years to (G)date now.
(C)Eruption without (G)precedent.
(C)And they're laughing in the (G) headquarters (Em)machine. (D)The machine
(C)In the strategy (G)room - (C)they're laughing (G)out (Em)loud.

I See Through You (Centro-matic)

From: "Fort Recovery" (2006 - Misra Records)
Posted and transcribed by Kyle Kersten

[G]The sun's gone
the stars are sleeping in the [C]????? [G]come

I see all thats creeping till our [C]work is [G]done
and the [Am]more I learn about this [C]world
ooohhhhhhhh

[riff]

[G]Don't talk just listen to all the voices [C]nature [G]brought
[G]Pray that the light will keep you till your [C]final [G]song
because the [Am]more I learn about this [C]world
the [Am]less that I find that I'm [C]afraid
to [D]die

<interlude>

[G]The days gone the nighttime's breathing and our [C]work is [G]done
and [G]I'll know all thats gold until our [C]morning [G]comes
and the [Am]more I learn about this [C]world
I learn through you[G] riff

Riff

|---------------------0----3---|
|-3--0--1--0------0-1----3---|
|------------0h2-----0----0---|
|---------------------2----0---|
|---------------------3----2---|
|-3--3---------------------3---|

It's Hercules Now (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

From "All the Falsest Hearts Can Try"

(E)Seal the invitations, and glorify your (A)smile.
It's Hercules (B)now! It’s Hercules now!
(E)We'll crawl across the nation, racking up the (A) miles
It's Hercules (B)now! It’s Hercules now!
(E)They're checking all the stations, securing all the (A)tiles
It's Hercules (B)now! It’s Hercules now!
(E)But there's still no invitation, destroy the ones who (A)smile
It's Hercules (B)now! It’s Hercules now!
(E)Enter now, call up the citizens with baited (A)breath
They're showing up (B)beyond our comparisons and waiting patiently.

Love Has Found Me Somehow (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

From Split EP w/ Tripping Daisy

(G)Hey, i'm countin' the days, findin' the way to your heart
It seems that
(C)love has found me somehow,
(D)it's changin' the look to my world
(G)'Cause you froze me with your eyes, changin' my life in a flash
It looks like
(C)love has found me somehow, i
(D)t's tuggin' the string to my heart
Chorus:
(Am)You came and you showed me the (D)light,
(Am)my heart is thumpin' yeah, it's out of (D)sight
You changed the clouds to the sun, it's easy to tell you're the one,
It looks like love has found me somehow,
it's changin' the tires on my car
'Cause now I'm runnin' along there's a shiny new beat to my song
It looks like love has found me somehow,
it's changin' the look to my world.

Love You Just The Same (Centro-matic)

From: "Flashes and Cables" EP (2004 - Misra Records)
Posted and transcribed by Bill

(Bm)They changed up all pa(A)rameters
Distorted every (E)day
(Bm)And switched up all the (A)dancin' steps
New in every (E)way(G)

(D)Hey, you should see us (Bm)now
Cause things I've really (E)changed
(D)Reinvent our (Bm)sound
Love you just the (E)same(G)

So tighten up security
And notify the crowd
The establishment was amplified
Whisper to a shout

Members of the Show 'em How It's Done (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

From "All the Falsest Hearts Can Try"

(E)Concentrate this (B)time.
You may well soon (F#m))find
That we are not your (A)kind.
The (E)play is on dis(B)play
Guess it's well soon (F#m)said
Today was not your (A)day.

(E)Ah-how (B) Ah-how (F#m) Ah-how (A) Ah-how

(C#m)Captivate the (F#m)audience just (A)once,
Show 'em how it's (E)done.
(C#m)Terrify the (F#m)members of the (A)board
Show 'em how it's (E)done.

The(E) players and their (B)wives
Are erecting different (F#m)lives.
So the program (A)lies.
But (E) concentrate this (B)time
As you may well soon (F#m)find
That we are not your (E)kind.

Mighty Midshipman (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

From "Love you Just the Same"

Riff G string - 7 - 5 - 4 - 2 - 4 - 5 - 7 - 2 - open - 2 - open - open
On D String 12-10-9-7-9-10-12-7-9-7-5-5-7-5-5

Reminding himself and fighting off the beasts

The easterly sun (C )remains head(G)strong

Held within some castle fighting off the years

(G)Conventional has(Em)sles (C )they are all (G)gone

Chorus

He's constantly (D)caught and he's constantly (C )traumatized

He's the mighty mid(Em)shipman

He's totally (D)motorized and he's constantly (C )caught

(G)Oooh oooh

So he empties out his papers counting all the coins
Telling himself to strap upon his head

Chorus

Most Everyone Will Find (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

From "All the Falsest Hearts Can Try"

You (A)say it's on the way.
Say it's all the same and you will (Bm)find
(A)The static's on the way and the matter's all the same and you will (Bm)find.
You (G)don't understand our (A) kind. You're (G)saying anything that you can (A)find.

(A)Crowds are on the way and the static's still the same and we will (Bm)find
(A)The matter's all the same so the Centro-matic says that you will (Bm)find.
You (G)don't understand our (A)kind. You're (G)saying anything that you can (A)find.

Numbers 1 and 3 (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

From "Navigational"

It's (D)numbers one and three.
It's (G)everything to do with why I'm (D)selling my TV
It's (G)all a part of everything that's (Bm)plaguing you and me
And I (Em) wouldn't wanna help it if I (G)could, and I could
(D)As I find this out, (G)uncomfortable I feel beyond a (D)shadow of a doubt
It's (G)all a part of knowing your (Bm)refrigerator's out
And I (Em)wouldn't really help you if I (G)could, and I (A)could

(NC)Sha-la-la-da-da (A) Sha-la-la-la-da-da

There's no way to tell - the stock we take, the inventory, and feelings that we sell
It's all of part of everything, some self-created hell
I wouldn't wanna help you if I could, I could
It's numbers one and three.
It's everything to do with why I'm selling my TV
It's all a part of cancer, yes it's plaguing you and me
I wouldn't wanna help you if I could. And I could.

Ordinary Days (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

by Will Johnson
from "Navigational"

(Dm)And if the conversation's (A) right,
(Dm)He'll ask the audience to (A)throw away all his (F#)instruments (Bm)tonight.
(Dm)It's all he's known for all his (A)life,
(Dm)He's got the opera house be(A)lievin' him that there's (F#)just no end
They're (Bm)throwing down all their papers now,
Knowing not what he sings about,
And (D)casting away the one's who say:

Chorus

(A)He's (F#)trapped within his (D)ways
His (Bm)records and his (A)tapes
Ap(F#)propriate es(D)cape from (Bm)ordinary (A)days.

(Dm)They call him line connection (A)aim,
(Dm)They raise the pennants high, they're (A)cheering their newfound (F#)hero of the (Bm)game.
(Dm)But it's all he'll know for all his (A)life,
(Dm)He burns the opera house, he's (A)telling himself there's (F#)just no end
He's (Bm)throwing down all his papers now
Knowing not what he sings about,
And (D)casting away the ones who say

Chorus

Patience For The Ride (Centro-matic)

From: "Fort Recovery" (2006 - Misra Records)
Posted and transcribed by Bill

(G)So we’re (D)beginning at the (C)end (Am)

(G)With a message (D)transmitted by the (C)accident (Am)send

(G)The damage was (D)with us from the (C)start (Am)

(G)But you can’t touch the (D)forces of our (C)hurricane (Am)hearts

Eleemosynary was you call

But you lied to the lonely hearts on your desperate fall

And false was you figure from within

And gone are your golden ones to their desolate pens

Chorus

(C)We’re gathering the witness for the (G)stand

(C)Battening the hatches, yeah and we (G)hope you brought

Your patience for the (C)ride, patience for the (Am)ride, patience for the (G)ride

Your patience for the (C)ride, patience for the (Am)ride, patience for the (D)ride

You question our character and our kind

You say we’re so unintelligent ‘cause our pockets ain’t lined

But we’re collecting all your press

Of self-destruction and your corporate mess

Chorus

Patiently Standing (Centro-matic)

From: "Distance and Clime" (2001 - Idol Records)
Posted and transcribed by Bill

(G#)It's news to (F#)us. We're (A)caught in it (E)backwards.
(G#)Racing down (F#)asphalt (A)finding the (E)faults.
(G#)The cities and (F#)counties (A)with fire (E)brigades,
(G#)and citizens (F#)absent from (A)Metal (E)parades.

Where the (B)fools are (F#)patiently (E)standing,
Stuck with the (B)documents at the (F#)controls for the (E)night.
Where the (B)fools are (F#)patiently (E)standing,
Stuck with the (B)documents at the (F#)controls for the (E)night.

Converse here safely, being yourselves.
Ignore the keenery. Ignore the wealth.
We are left sitting amongst the gamma rays
In forests of dwarf size for years and two days.

Where the (B)fools are (F#)patiently (E)standing,
Stuck with the (B)documents at the (F#)controls for the (E)night.
Where the (B)fools are (F#)patiently (E)standing,
Stuck with the (B)documents at the (F#)controls for the (E)night.

G# F# A # over
Oooh, Oooh, Oooh, Oooh, ba, ba, da

Picking Up Too Fast (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

By Will Johnson
From "Love you Just the Same"

I was (G)tired, you were (A)reeling, de(C)layed at long (G)last

We were (G)shot, you were (A)seething as (C)if this could not (G)last

But in(G)side they were spea(A)king of (C)hemlines and old (G)casts

When they (G)saw we were fla(A)shing some (C)fashion of the (G)past

(Em)Over (A)time it (C)fell into the (G)back

A (Em)twisted (A)crime and (C)terrifying end to something (G)black

We arrived in the rain of the pagentry and lists

You were stuck to the ceiling, dressed up and so pissed

I was fine, you were screaming, "We're picking up too fast"

Decent time wasn't made but we never had a chance

And over time it fell into the back

A potent crime and terrifying end to something predictable-something, one thing black

Pilot's on the Wall (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

By Will Johnson
From "Redo the Stacks"

(D)Now you've got them on your (A)wall and all,
(Bm)Now you've shoved out all the (G)ones
(D)The pilots hang their heads, they've (A)had it all,
(Bm)shuffle boots upon the (G)stars...

Repeat progression over
ba-ba-da-ba-ba-da-da

...sha, sha, sha, sha (D)

Starfighter #1479 (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

w/capo 1 G D C Am
w/o capo G# Eb C# Bb

From "Redo the Stacks"

(G)This destination once held sal(D)vation,
we fly (C )starfighter #(D)1479(G),
(G)there was destruction within the (D)fortress,
Collecting (C )bonus points in(D)vade the (C )enemy (G)line

Chorus

But I brought the (Am)quarters & you earned the (C )credits
& we'll go (G)march(D)ing (C )elegant (D)through this (C )fight

Alert the captain & combat the hatches,
the tailgunner's lost forever shift to hyperspeed now,
it's annihilation, farewell good soldier,
we flew starfighter #1479

The Ballad of Private Rifle Sound (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

By Will Johnson
From "Navigational"

(G)A(A)ny(D)time when the days have got you (Bm)down
And the smiles turn to the (E)frowns - come on (G)down
Any(D)time that you're sick of rifle (Bm)sounds
Of reelin' off the (E)rounds - come on (G)down, come on down
Some(D)times, when the township's sleeping (Bm)tight,
We're given to the (E)night, excavating all the (G) hearts a waiting.
And some(D)times, when the liquor's got us (Bm)right,
We pause our daily (E)fights, for the evening
To the (G)skies we're a stealing.
Any(D)time the commander lets you (Bm)out
There's silence to your (E)shout - come on (G)down.
Any(D)time that the barracks have boxed you (Bm) in
And your heart feels kinda (E)thin - come on (G)down, come on down.

The Beautiful Ones (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

By Will Johnson
From "Navigational"

The (A)beautiful ones arrive right on (D)time
With numerous (A)quips and shoplifted (D)lines.
But we (A)can't stay long, maybe just for one (D)song
No we (A)can't stay long, we move right (D)along to - and on to

To (D)numerate,(NC) separate, devastate, and prove that we're (A)true
To (D)congregate, (NC)relegate, seven, eight - it's over, we're (A)through.

Strike down the kit and stop the delay
Wrap up the cables tangled and we'll be on our way.
'cause we can't stay long, maybe just for one song
No we can't stay long, 'cause we move right along to - and on to!

The Blisters May Come (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

By Will Johnson
from centro-matic's "All the Falsest Hearts Can Try"

(nc)Yeah the blisters may (A) come,
Won't you come on (E)down now?
The arrogance (F#)shifting to the chromium (E)sound
And the chorus was (D)done,
As they marched on (A)downtown,
For (F#)governor's(Bm) hanging (E)now
With papers and (A)currency
and their fireproof (E)stares,
Wagering (F#)proceeds,
and trading off (E)shares
And they squandered the (D)funds
on the liquor left (A)spare
at the (F#)governor's (Bm)hanging now
And upward we (D)rise,
by selling our (A)lies,
merchandise trades and currency made
From the (F#)governor's (Bm)hanging (E)now
And the blisters may come,
Won't you come on down now?
While audience twitches to the safety dance sound
Execution was done and they cleaned up downtown
from governor's hanging now

The Connection's Not So Civilized (Centro-matic)

From: "Distance and Clime" (2001 - Idol Records)
Posted and transcribed by Bill

(A)The arrows point to cities and show us all credentials.
We (F#m)know the con(E)nection's not so (D)civilized.
We (F#)know the cor(E)rections are so (D)scrutinized.

(A)The flying alabaster, the singer's falsettos and verses.
We (F#m) know that you (E)told us indis(D)creetly.
(F#)Indiscreetly. (E)Indis(D)creetly
It's the medicine of (A)community.

The Given Geography (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

By Will Johnson
From "Distance And Clime"

(G)In with spaces,
(D)out with cartography.
(G)We may see the
(D)change today.
(G)We will run the vide(D)os and photography
(G)just to prove the things that (D)you may say.
And we (G) listened (listened, (D) listened)
As you (G)told us (D)all the (G)phrases (phrases,(D) phrases)
To your (G)anthems.
(G)Woo- (Em)oooh, Woo-(G)ooh, Woo - (Em)oooh
Navigate the given geography
and grace the news flash today.
Redirect the fate of this humanity.
Some kind of hero at large.
And we listened (listened, listened)
As you told us all the phrases (phrases, phrases)
to your anthems.
Woo- oooh, woo- oooh, woo-oooh

The Massacre Went Well (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

By Will Johnson
From "Navigational"

(D)Fetch the chaperone to (G)guide through this place
(D)In the stadium, (G)upon the lookout.
As (D)far as we can (G)tell, the massacre went (D)well. (G)
As (D)far as we can (G) tell, the story didn't (D)sell.
It (D)takes a johnny-good (G)disgrace in this place
(D)Tear upon forbidden (G)face, on your way out.

The Panacea Tonight (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

By Will Johnson
From "Navigational"

And you know (A)nothing (C#m)beats the (A)pana(Bm)cea to(D)night.
The (A)silence (C#m) peaks, the (A)knots in(Bm)side me un(D)tie.
Every little (A)word you (C#m) speak (A)drowns out the (Bm)sorrows of (D)mine.
Every little (A)ounce you (C#m)breathe (A)blows away (Bm)worries of (D)time.

(A)Nothing (C#m)beats the (A)calm I (Bm) see in your (D)eyes
A (A)sound de(C#m)feat of (A)things I'd (Bm)come to de(D)spise.

I (A)can't be(C#m)lieve the (A)feeling to(Bm) finally un(D)wind.
'cause when (A) you're with (C#m)me, the (A)brighter the (Bm)stars seem to (D)shine.

(A)Nothing (C#m)beats the (A)calm I (Bm) see in your (D)eyes
(A)sound de(C#m)feat of (A)things I'd (Bm)come to de(D)spise.

Triggers and Trash Heaps (Centro-matic)

From: "Fort Recovery" (2006 - Misra Records)
Posted by Bill and originally transcribed by Scott Honea, amended by Bill and Mack

I(Bm)With the host (D)number dropped (G) and your vision (A)corrupt

(Bm)and your thought for (D) today was (G) vetoed by Hedman(F#)

(Bm)And your parameters (D) (G) and your reasons (A) alike

(Bm)with the strength of (D)mache some (G)Hollywood (F#) wedlock

Chorus

(G)and its hard to (Em) believe the mess you're (D) creating

with your (G) triggers and trash heaps (Em) hidden and (D) waiting

for their (A) prey waiting for their (G) prey (Em) hey

(Bm) it’s a much needed (D) start (G) for a parasite (A) heart

(Bm) with a quick (D) isolation you know (G) it tends to (F#) inspire

(Bm) so we left with our (D) wreck (G) in the our of (A) refresh

(Bm) and identified (D) blazes on the (G) black tops of (F#) Texas

Chorus

(G) and its hard to (Em) believe the mess you're (D) creating

with your (G) triggers and trash heaps (Em) hidden and (D) waiting

for their (A) prey waiting for their (G) prey waiting for their (D) prey

waiting for their (A) prey waiting for their (G) prey

waiting for their (D) prey waiting for their (A) prey

waiting for their (G) prey waiting for their (Em) prey

(A) Hey (G) Ay-eh.

With Respect To Alcohol (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

By Will Johnson
From "Navigational"

(G)Unveil the smiles to(D)night, with (G)all due (A)respect to (Em)alcohol.(G)
Shine your guns to(D)night, with all (G)due (A)respect to (Em)alcohol.(G)
(G)I can hardly hear you (D)speak.
(G)Just close your eyes and get some (D)sleep.

Struck between the eyes, with all due respect to alcohol.
This loneliness tonight, with all due respect to alcohol.

Wrecking This Show (Centro-matic)

Posted and transcribed by Bill

By Will Johnson
From "The Static vs The Strings Vol 1"

Get out the (D)suits, and shine all the (G)hats
I saved us an (A)elegant (D)space, right by the (G)vats.
And tell the (A)garcon that we're (D)here, in spangled red (G)trim
Roll out the (A)fanfare tonight. (D)The drinks are on (G)him.

But don't tell me (A)now, 'cause (D)I (G)know
We're (D)wrecking this (G)show.
Just take what you (A)can, (D)right (G)now
(D)We might have to (G)go.

A toast to the guests, salute to the masses
This beautiful way that you dance, was too good to last.
The moment awaits, as they herald our exit.