Members Only Chords by Mad Conductor

Tempo:
101.75 bpm
Chords used:

F

C

Dm

Am

D

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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The Mad Conductor  -  Members Only chords
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[F] [Am]
[D] [F] The tiger got the hunt, [Am] the bird got the fly, the man got to sit and [Dm] wonder why
[C] The tiger [F] got to sleep, the bird [Am] got to land, the man got to tell himself one day he'll [D] understand
[F] They canceled all my shows [Am] throughout the lower south
So with my rapid-fire motor [Bb] mouth I [C] capsized at Joe [F] Promoto's house
Claimed my [Am] coin and copped a case of cola, hopped a [Dm] train, [C] Sylvania was soaker down in Nola
[Dm] I'm the scatterbrain, eating [Am] boxes of Zatarain's, at the lack of stains, having [D] tabletops
[C] Telling [F] K-Ville cops that I don't have a [Am] name or occupation
That's [Dm] when they lost their patience and brought me to the [C] station for a [F] Sucrose examination
[Am] I'm being held under awful suspicion, all [Bb] bundled up [C] in an [F] awkward position
Tell my [Am] man in jail to hand me a file, I [F] filed the borns and [C] documents and wandered down the [F] aisle
Once back [Am] on my hurting feet I heard a Frieda bird retreat, well [D] unexpectedly I [C] met a fleet
[F] I had a capuchin so wanna [Am] murder me because my 8th [F] grade grand
[Dm] Popped Sotherland [C] with a gun in [F] his hand
Now looking back it's just a blur, they stopped me from my fur, [Bb] plus my [C] frankincense and myrrh
[F] I had the bin beaten in the head with the vice to feed my blues
My wounds [Bb] skewed all [C] my philosophical [F] views, although I didn't have many to lose
The most significant of them [Dm] is when I [C] often abused [F] you
The tiger got to hunt, the bird got to fly, the man got to sit [Dm] and wonder [C] why
The tiger [F] got to sleep, the bird got to land, the man got to tell himself one day [Bb] he'll [C] understand
I was [F] awoken several hours [Am] later by the fibrillator, set it to the 6th [Bb] level in a crowded [C] elevator
[F] Of the medicinal center [D] where the [Am] doctors all said I would be [F] shackled in forever [C] to a hospital bed
[Dm] They tried to calm me [Am] down but they said it isn't jousiness
Then I read [Gb] the proud text [C] of Malcom [F] S.
It taught me I should [D] never let him put [Am] my mouth to [Dm] rest and speak out against
Money hungry [C] charlatans and [F] counterfeits
One day I snapped, gnawed through my straps, fled my ward and [Dm] lunged into the [C] rumpus
Rumored the [F] remas and acid perishing in the sewer, oh and ah
Why you worship the [Dm] soft for God [C] with all your [F] knobs?
Jumped on a table, ripped the box from off the wall
Swung a black [Bb] table through a [F] window in the hall
The nurses pulled cans of pepper spray from their purses
But the [Dm] dispersers proved [C] worthless, it's okay [F] to get away to the surface
Pirated a charter boat and crossed the Gulf along [Dm] the Florida [C] coast to the [F] Galapagos
Off in the distance I perforated low
Ran through the [Dm] flat piano [C] like worms through a [Fm] skull
[F]
[B] [Eb] [F] [Cm] [F]
[G] [Fm] [Am]
[Cm] [Dm] [C] [F] [Am]
[Cm] [Dm] Nietzsche couldn't reach me nor could [F] any of his kind
Cause cutting down [Bb] vines with a [C] simian mind
[F] Is like trying to drain the [D] ocean out [A] on the dry land
Even [Bb] if you [F] succeed the water [C] meets up [F] again
It's been a long [Dm] time since my [Am] introspective journey
And with the [D] help of a [C] respected [F] attorney
I moved out [D] west to find a [Am] home in Idaho
[F] Long from the land of [C] catfish and [F] dried of coal
And up [Am] here there ain't nothing to do
Unless you're into having [Dm] barnyard [C] fun and huffing [F] glue
And I'm not
[Dm] So I [Am] sit and wonder lots
As my [Dm] troglodytic mind slips into [C] another [Dm] spot
Whiskey out of pitch, grim and swim [Am] without a soul in thought
In reality a [D] man killed the [C] next in store's [F] props
And I used [Am] to do the same for an answer to my [Dm] question
Till I figured [C] out there ain't a [F] man who has possession
Assuming there's a foundation there to possess
It's [Dm] all too [C] human to [F] expect any sense
The throttle always claw at the back of my mind
How do [Dm] all the great [C] beasts lie?
[F] I had to be mine
Leg, leg, arm, head, upright spine
It's an [Dm] endless only [C] club with one way to resign
[F]
The bird got the fly
The man got to [Bb] sit and wonder why
The [F] tiger got to sleep
The bird got to land
The man got to tell himself one [Dm] day he'll [C] understand
[F] The tiger got to [Am] hunt
The bird got to [F] fly
The man got to [D] sit and wonder [C] why
The [F] tiger got to sleep
The [Am] bird got to land
The man will never understand
[C] Even if he thinks he can
[F]
Key:  
F
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C
3211
Dm
2311
Am
2311
D
1321
F
134211111
C
3211
Dm
2311
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To learn Mad Conductor - Members Only chords, begin by getting comfortable with these sequence: Bb, C, F, Dm, F, Am, Dm, F and Bb. A good strategy is to initiate at 50 BPM and then accelerate to the track's regular speed of 102 BPM. Tune your capo to accommodate your vocal range, referencing the song's key: F Major.

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_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ [D] _ [F] The tiger got the hunt, [Am] the bird got the fly, the man got to sit and [Dm] wonder why
[C] The tiger [F] got to sleep, the bird [Am] got to land, the man got to tell himself one day he'll [D] understand
[F] They canceled all my shows [Am] throughout the lower south
So with my rapid-fire motor [Bb] mouth I [C] capsized at Joe [F] Promoto's house
Claimed my [Am] coin and copped a case of cola, hopped a [Dm] train, [C] Sylvania was soaker down in Nola
[Dm] I'm the scatterbrain, eating [Am] boxes of Zatarain's, at the lack of stains, having [D] tabletops
[C] Telling [F] K-Ville cops that I don't have a [Am] name or occupation
That's [Dm] when they lost their patience and brought me to the [C] station for a [F] Sucrose examination
[Am] I'm being held under awful suspicion, all [Bb] bundled up [C] in an [F] awkward position
Tell my [Am] man in jail to hand me a file, I [F] filed the borns and [C] documents and wandered down the [F] aisle
Once back [Am] on my hurting feet I heard a Frieda bird retreat, well [D] unexpectedly I [C] met a fleet
[F] I had a capuchin so wanna [Am] murder me because my 8th [F] grade grand
[Dm] Popped Sotherland [C] with a gun in [F] his hand
Now looking back it's just a blur, they stopped me from my fur, [Bb] plus my [C] frankincense and myrrh
[F] I had the bin beaten in the head with the vice to feed my blues
My wounds [Bb] skewed all [C] my philosophical [F] views, although I didn't have many to lose
The most significant of them [Dm] is when I [C] often abused [F] you
The tiger got to hunt, the bird got to fly, the man got to sit [Dm] and wonder [C] why
The tiger [F] got to sleep, the bird got to land, the man got to tell himself one day [Bb] he'll [C] understand
I was [F] awoken several hours [Am] later by the fibrillator, set it to the 6th [Bb] level in a crowded [C] elevator
[F] Of the medicinal center [D] where the [Am] doctors all said I would be [F] shackled in forever [C] to a hospital bed
[Dm] They tried to calm me [Am] down but they said it isn't jousiness
Then I read [Gb] the proud text [C] of Malcom [F] S.
It taught me I should [D] never let him put [Am] my mouth to [Dm] rest and speak out against
Money hungry [C] charlatans and [F] counterfeits
One day I snapped, gnawed through my straps, fled my ward and [Dm] lunged into the [C] rumpus
Rumored the [F] remas and acid perishing in the sewer, oh and ah
Why you worship the [Dm] soft for God [C] with all your [F] knobs?
Jumped on a table, ripped the box from off the wall
Swung a black [Bb] table through a [F] window in the hall
The nurses pulled cans of pepper spray from their purses
But the [Dm] dispersers proved [C] worthless, it's okay [F] to get away to the surface
Pirated a charter boat and crossed the Gulf along [Dm] the Florida [C] coast to the [F] Galapagos
Off in the distance I perforated low
Ran through the [Dm] flat piano [C] like worms through a [Fm] skull
[F] _
_ [B] _ [Eb] _ [F] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [G] _ [Fm] _ _ [Am] _ _
_ [Cm] _ [Dm] _ [C] _ [F] _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Cm] [Dm] Nietzsche couldn't reach me nor could [F] any of his kind
Cause cutting down [Bb] vines with a [C] simian mind
[F] Is like trying to drain the [D] ocean out [A] on the dry land
Even [Bb] if you [F] succeed the water [C] meets up [F] again
It's been a long [Dm] time since my [Am] introspective journey
And with the [D] help of a [C] respected [F] attorney
I moved out [D] west to find a [Am] home in Idaho
[F] Long from the land of [C] catfish and [F] dried of coal
And up [Am] here there ain't nothing to do
Unless you're into having [Dm] barnyard [C] fun and huffing [F] glue
And I'm not
[Dm] So I [Am] sit and wonder lots
As my [Dm] troglodytic mind slips into [C] another [Dm] spot
Whiskey out of pitch, grim and swim [Am] without a soul in thought
In reality a [D] man killed the [C] next in store's [F] props
And I used [Am] to do the same for an answer to my [Dm] question
Till I figured [C] out there ain't a [F] man who has possession
Assuming there's a foundation there to possess
It's [Dm] all too [C] human to [F] expect any sense
The throttle always claw at the back of my mind
How do [Dm] all the great [C] beasts lie?
[F] I had to be mine
Leg, leg, arm, head, upright spine
It's an [Dm] endless only [C] club with one way to resign
[F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ The bird got the fly
The man got to [Bb] sit and wonder why
The [F] tiger got to sleep
The bird got to land
The man got to tell himself one [Dm] day he'll [C] understand
[F] The tiger got to [Am] hunt
The bird got to [F] fly
The man got to [D] sit and wonder [C] why
The [F] tiger got to sleep
The [Am] bird got to land
The man will never understand
[C] Even if he thinks he can
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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