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BARENAKED LADIES - Accordi - Brian Wilson
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--Key----Delay----Bpm: 72---Guitar--Piano-
Brian Wilson (CAPO ON 3RD FRET)

Drove downtown in the rain, 9:30 on a Tuesday night

Just to check out the late night record shop

Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, call it insane

But when I'm surrounded I just can't stah-op

(This progression continues throughout the slow intro)

It's a matter of instinct, it's a matter of conditioning, a matter of fact
You can call me Pavlov's dog
Ring a bell and I'll salivate, well how'd you like that
Dr. Landy tell me you're not just a pedagogue, 'cause right now I'm

CHORUS:


Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did

Well I'm, lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did

(Progression for the verse is the same as intro. Just listen to the song
to get the proper rythym and tempo)
Well I'm lying here, just staring at the ceiling tiles
And I'm thinking about, whoa what to think about
Just listening and relistening to smiley smile
And I'm wondering if this is some kind of creative doubt, because I'm

CHORUS


And if you wanna find me I'll be out in the sandbox

Just wondering where the hell all the love has gah-ah-ahn

Playing my guitar and building castles in the sun, whoa-whoa-oh-oh

And singing fun, fun, fun

CHORUS


I had a dream that I was three hundred pounds

And though I was very heavy I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground

(Pick up the rythym at this point)

I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground

Somebody help me (I couldn't see the ground)

Somebody help me (I couldn't see the ground)

Somebody help meeeeee, because I'm

CHORUS

(With lots of angst, repeat intro)

Drove downtown in the ray-ee-ain, 9:30 on a Tuesday night

Just to check out the late night record shop (late night record shop)

Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, or call it insane (whoa-oh)

'Cause when I'm surrounded I just can't stah-ah-ah-p

The outro is a Secret Agent Man sort of thingy based in Em that goes as
follows:


Do this a few times, then just go wild on the Em.
If you've got a bongo playing comrade, this can really sound great.





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