Happy Secret


UNTIDY TOWNS Transcribed by Jeremy Tweddle [jeremy@byways.com.au] D Em Bm G First things first: I have a happy secret D Em The next bit's worse Bm A G I intend to keep it that way D Em Bm G I can't remember the last word spoken D Em Bm I got some mail I didn't open A G It's an unread letter day D G I know both of us are poor D G But baby what are phone bills for Break: D Em Bm G x 2 D Em When it's not raining Bm G All these streets are filled with students D Em Bm But you won't catch me complaining it's a nuisance A G It's useless I know D G A storm rolls across the suburbs D G And the streets are as empty as the cupboards A But for the boy most likely G G/F# Em And the girl most lovely D Em Bm G Given time I could get tired of all this sleeping D Em The days I've thrown away Bm A G And the hours that I am keeping D Em Bm G But for a while i'm fairly happy feeling hopeless D Em Bm A somersault in a winter coat A G I didn't notice a thing D G And I say it's unrehearsed D G But I said it in the bathroom first: A "The boy most likely G G/F# Em And the girl most lovely" "Ah" break: D G x 3 D Bm A x 1 D G x 3 D Bm A x 1 D G The hedges and the hibiscus D G As soon as she's outside she says D G D Bm A "I grew up in the tidiest of towns" D G Past the pub where my parents met D G Resigning ourselves to modern architecture D G D G D Don't let the barstools get you down As always, listen to the recording to perfect the timing and structure.
ABDICATION! Transcribed by Owen Marriott [me@owenm.co.uk] Bm G It’s only too clear D E G And I know you hate to state the obvious Bm G But the houses round here D E G Hold jumble sales and joblessness A G D Bm F#m Em I always thought autumn was my favourite time of the year A G D But I guess I’d forgotten Bm F#m G How cold it can get when the sun disappears D F# G Bm G You sounded so sure D E G That I’d come to your side when you came to your senses Bm G But we stood at the door D E G And fought ’til your neighbours had come to their fences D F# G You called me a bad weather friend D F# G And I think that I know what you meant D F# G But your letters are all heaven sent D F# G The others I get are all from the government Bm G D E G x 2 A G D It’s all part and parcel Bm F#m Em Of having next to nothing to do A G D But if I was the king of the castle Bm G D I’d throw away the throne for you
THE ART OF COOKING FOR TWO Words and Music by Tali White Transcribed by Alan Nguyen [cornflakes80@REMOVE_TO_REPLYhotmail.com] Please send corrections/comments/tabs to [jeremy.nguyen@REMOVE_TO_REPLYanu.edu.au] But you don't have to tell me that Marty wrote this one; my brother just thinks it's hilarious that people always just assume that Tali writes all the songs. All chords are open, except for Bm and C#m which are barre chords. Dm is open. Eadd9 is an open E chord with your pinky on the second fret of the highest (sounding) string. E---2--- (pinky) B---0--- G-- 1--- D---2--- A---2--- E---0--- [Intro Bit] D E (percussive strumming) [Verse 1] A Bm E Eadd9 E One of us is packing things in boxes A Bm E Eadd9 E The other two are trying to pretend A Bm E Eadd9 E That the boy she loves is not all that obnoxious A Bm E We’re hoping that she’ll see sense in the end D But I’ve come to depend E On the strangeness of kind friends. [Chorus 1] C#m A C#m E A Takes a good look and remembers all the cookbooks that her friend has C#m E D Dinner was always delicious and it was all she could do to do the dishes Interlude Pattern (same as outro pattern) A A Bm D (hold) [Verse 2] A Bm E Eadd9 E She wrapped her coffee cups up in newspaper A Bm E Eadd9 E She took down all her paintings from the wall A Bm E Eadd9 E Soon enough she said, 'I’ll see you later'. We gave her... A Bm E Half an hour before giving her a call D I don’t blame her at all. E Her bike’s still in the hall. [Chorus 2] C#m A C#m E A Takes a good look and remembers all the cook books that her friend has C#m E Lunch is always leftovers D The art of cooking for two Dm Is lost on me and you, hoo... [Outro] A A Bm D ...hoo woo ooo A A Bm D ooo woo ooo A A Bm D We’ve eaten and eaten until it hurts A A Bm D Given a whole new meaning to just deserts A A Bm D I’ve got my suspicions but the pudding’s where the proof is Dm Dm Dm Dm Dm A And you know how sweet my tooth is. *of course, no-one can play this quite as rockin’ as the rockin’ lucksmiths.
DON'T COME WITH ME Transcribed by Owen Marriott [me@owenm.co.uk] (Still a few bits not quite right here.. send in your comments!) Capo 2 throughout!! Intro: Main progression: Seem to change in places, sometimes the B and A are played up on the 9th and 7th frets. During the instrumental bits, little embelishments are used and the progression changes slightly to something like this. Work the timing out for yourselves! E:-0--0--0--2--4--2--2--0--4--0-- B:-0--2--0--2--2--5--4--2--2--2-- G:-1--1--1--2--2--2--4--2--2--2-- D:-2--2--2--2--2--2--4--2--2--2-- A:-2--2--2--4--4--4--2--0--0--0-- E:-0--0--0--2--2--2--x--x--x--x-- E F#m7 B A E F#m Don't come with me B I’ll make you wait around A For all these things to be sent off E F#m If you’re with me B I’ll traipse you round this town A I’ve got so many things to take care of C#m Time goes slow G So slow, so slow F#m A Now I’ve got somewhere else to go E F#m7 B A x2 [as above] E F#m Just do your thing B I’ll call you later on A And then we’ll catch up this evening E F#m B My day’s so full of things I’ve got to get done A I’m sure you know the feeling C#m I’ve got to run G I’ve got to run F#m A I’ll see you later; we’ll have some fun F#m B I hate to leave you waiting around F#m I know it’s so frustrating B A I can’t sit down E F#m I had some friends who came from out of town E F#m They couldn’t believe I was busy E F#m B They spent the whole day trying to tie me down A They wanted to go and get coffee E F#m I had to put some things in boxes B A I had to go down to the post office E F#m B B7* I had to let them drink their coffees alone [B7* = x24245] E A Don’t come with me We’re going nowhere E A Don’t come with me I’ll make you wait around E A Don’t come with me We’re going nowhere E A Don’t come with me