Can of Bees

Give it to the Soft Boys
Riff 1(bass)
D:----------0-----------------
A:------0-2---2-0-------------
E:-0--3------------3--0-------

Riff 2(raucous Kimberly Rew sort of guitar)
e:--7-5-3-4-5--0-1-2----------
B:-------------------0--------

Riff 3: (bass again)
A:-------3---------
E:-0-3-0-----------
					(riff 1)
Feel like asking a tree for an autograph
					    (riffs 1 and 2)
And I feel like making love to a photograph
			(riff 3) C(3) C#(4) D(5) E(7)
Photographs don't smell
		      (riff 1)   (riff 3)
Yeah - Give it to the Soft Boys  Soft Boys

Well I told you baby I was the only one
Then I left myself and now you're the lonely one
Machines don't jerk

Yeah - Give it to the Soft Boys
Soft Boys

Well hard boys groove and white boys mausterbate
But then soft boys wind up that a Doctor Meseschmict
He just a one-o-nines 'em

Yeah - Give it to the Soft Boys
Soft Boys

Human Music
A(5)    G      D         C(3)       A(5) G       D    C(3)
I've forgotten what it's like, if I ever knew at all
I have slept on broken glass and drooped against the wall
D(5)                A(5)          D(5)             G
I hung the phone up many times on angels when they rang
A(5)    G      D         C(3)       A(5) G       D    C(3)
Their melodies were sickly sweet like overripe merangues

A(5)   
I was born with something missing
      D(5)
But I know your lip was made for kissing
A(5)                                              E(7)
Ooh baby, when that human music plays I dont know why ...

The wind explodes and rips itself to pieces everywhere
It itches in the chimney and it suffocates the air
The angels tried to anchor but they never get the chance
Their limbs are numb and twisted so they're going to have to dance

What scares you most will set you free
That's what the angel said to me, he said
Ooh baby, when that human music plays I dont know why ...

I had a girl the shape of you, I loved her with my breath
But I would hate to admit that romance likes to end in death
And darkness is the shore of light, the truth is framed with lies
And a girl can smile so sweetly though her mouth is stuffed with flies

When you're thin and damp and shoddy
Just remember that you're in a body
Ooh baby, when that human music plays I dont know why ...

Leppo and the Jooves
Second guitar on B(2) is:
A:---4----2----
E:-2----4------

Bass is
A:-4-4-----2-2-
E:-----4-4-----

B(2)
Crabwise
Over the Andalusian extensions of the life and loves of Notty 
through the windows of disgust, the teeth of Leppo and his 
	 F#7(2)
managers arrive
	   B(2)
no time to cry

sunrise
a lamp of no position in the loss of all existance to the 
vultures wihtout Bibles and the preacher without leaves that 
pass it by
no time to sigh

all those pretty women
planted in a row
you see them in the newspapers but you can't have them, no
you get Leppo and the Jooves
they jump on anything that move
on taxis, coffin lids, americans, piano heads and rooves
Leppo

Likewise
A farmer and his diary may conspire to freeze a widow so I 
went to rob the lizard of his skin his coat his money and his 
earth
all that he's worth

someday
You'll realize that everything you do or see or think of 
if it interferes with nothing might as well dissolve in arrows 
or in tears
nobody hears

E                F#(2)
all those famous people
E               F#(2)
wash off in the rain
E                F#(2)
leave not even a puddle baby, 
B(2)                  F#(2)
all you leave is your name
			F#(2)                  B(2)
I got a name, baby it's Leppo and the Jooves
     F#(2)                 
they jump on anything that move
on taxis, coffin lids, americans, piano heads and rooves
E
Leppo

Listen
and you can hear the dripping of the clocks, the reaping of 
the sun, the of the hammer, the squeamish tight explosion of the lyre
burn in the fire

gazing
with unforseeing eyes into the smoke the lungs of war and all 
the endless formulations of unusable beginnings that have 
grown from hungry rivers into trees

all those hungry people
they don't look so good
I don't let it bother you
I don't see why it should
Leppo and the Jooves
they jump on anything that move
on taxis, coffin lids, americans, piano heads and rooves
Leppo

Skool Dinner Blues
Intro:  A      D        [The A/D is played in the same manner]
	/ / /  ///
D                                                    A/D
I woke up this morning, skool dinner's all around my mind
I woke up this morning, skool dinner's all around my mind
Lordy momma now
A                                                       A/D
I look for you baby, but a skool dinner was all i could find


Woke up this morning, tablecloth over my face
Woke up this morning, tablecloth over my face
I can't be your table honey, I just can't lay in no place

A                     D
Hey now baby, got the skool dinner blues
      A                        D
right down from my navel to my walking shoes
    A                    D
You look so good but you taste so bad
     A                     D
like every piece of news a man ever had
A
I'm in the laudry
D
he's in the laundry
A
that was a good thing

you dress like a ham but you talk just like a lump of coal
you walk like a ham but you taste just like a piece of coal
I can't but feel that the whole thing's gone out of control

Wading through A Ventilator
E:    079900 or X79997 (take your pick)
G#:   466544
B:    799877
D:    10-12-12-11-10-10
Hi-E: 12-14-14-13-12-12 (or just play 5&6 open)
C:    8-10-10-9-8-8
F#:   X-9-11-11-11-X
A:    577655
C#:   9-11-11-10-9-9

(intro)
E (add Bb): (022300)--- G#--- B--- D--- Hi-E-------
C----------- F# (halt!)

(This first intro is the only time I hear the 022300 chord,
which you might recall from the end of "Do Policemen Sing?")

(verse)  F#                B
I fix my fish... I fool my frog...
	   E              F#
I frame my feet I drag my dog I drop my dirt
	   B                   A                B
Across the wall... I squash my chiggers like my grub
	 A               B    F# (halt)
I've got flatters in the pub
	   F#                 B
My girl is right -- in greasy silk
	  E         F#
A split tomato in a madly thermal heart
	    B            E              F#
Sucked in a sea...Tomato heart escaping gas
	  E              F#          
I think I killed another spleeeeeeen

(chorus)   A             B
Of all the people that I know
	   A               B
The ones I like I love the best
    C#     E      B        F#
The fishes in the sea were hives
    C#      E    B      F#
The highway many yellow stripes
They might not now but they will be later
E (halt)
Wading through your ventilator (diabolical laughter)

(intro: E-G#-B-D-etc.)

(verse)
	  F#                     B
I time my fag -- you [pless-just-tist? What the hell is he singing there?]
	    E             F#
Your pretty body lifts my [stag?] it twists a fang
		B                     A                 B
She turns just [butch?]...We think of better things and laugh
	     A               B      F# (halt)
The hairs on my marshmallow [paws?]
	   F#                B
My head is rich -- enough to burst
	    E                F#
Without me [strum?] around I can't fish any flies
	 B                     E            F#           E           F#
Or melon halves...You want 'em in somewhere cheap and diabolical but meeee

(chorus)   A              B
Of all the people I don't know
	   A             B
The ones I do I hate the most
    C#      E      B     F#
The twisted fodder of mankind's
 C#       E       B        F#
Enough to drive a poor boy blind
It might not now but it could be later
E (halt)
Wading through your ventilator

(staccato B's on 3+ & 4)
I waded in it and that's a fact...
The meat was cut the meat was packed
You shredded me with icy

-0---------2-------5-------7-----
---2---2-4---4-------5-------7---
-----2---------4-6-----6-8-----8-
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--------------------------------- (4 times)
strings...
As coiled salami I was led

-0---------4-------5-------7-----
-----0---6---6---5---5-------7---
---6---6-------6-------6-8-----8-
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--------------------------------- (twice)
Into a holy stacking shed

-0---------2-------5-----
---0---2-4---4-------5---
-----2---------4-6-----6-
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-------------------------  E (079900)
My life lie down to septic stings

(intro: E-G#-B-D-etc.)

(verse)
	    F#               B
It's on the stalk and tender leaves
	E            F#
Eventually your skeleton to melon splits
	    B                  A               B
And like an egg... It dribbles down against my leg
	     A                B   F# (halt)
Don't get me wrong I'm quite OK...
	  F#              B
I drank a cat...I start a cake
	     E             F#
She drew transistors in my leg 'n' I threw her head
		 B                  E              F#
Walk through the door... You wonder what I do that for
	    E                   F#
Then wonder what you think I've got

(spoken, w/ska-esque A - B - A - B - A - B etc.)
Listen baby, there ain't nothing in here but my own sweet mind
If it bothers you, we can turn it off
With my antelope cheek and my raven's eye
and my buffalo heart and the crocodile's hide
(louder) B          D            Hi-E    C
And  my  summer hen waist and my moose's neck...

F# (the rest of the way)
A breathing fungus on a hellish lawn invented me one summer's morn
I'd love to now but I'll get you later
(halt)
Wading through your ventilator