Rockin The Suburbs (Acordes)

Ben Folds

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...ROCKIN' THE SUBURBS... by Ben Folds

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*from 'Rockin' The Suburbs' (2001)*





Intro:



C  D, F  C (x4)



*Riff:



e|-----------------|-----------------|

B|---------1-3-----|---------1-1-----|

G|--0-0-2-------2--|--0-0-2----------|

D|-----------------|--------------2--|

A|-----------------|-----------------|

E|-----------------|-----------------| (x3)



Break:



D, F



Verse 1:



C                 D              F

 Lemme tell ya'll what it's like, being male, middle class and white.

C                    D             F

 Its a bitch, if you don't believe; listen up to my new CD. (Shamon!)



Interlude: (with Riff)



C  D  F (x2)



Verse 2:



C                   D                F                  C

 I got shit running through my brain; so intense that I can't explain.

C                D              F                           C

 All alone in my white boy pain, shake your booty while the band complains.



Interlude: (with Riff)



C  D  F  C, C  D  F



Chorus 1:



                D                  F               C

I'm rocking the suburbs, just like Michael Jackson did,

                D                    F            C

I'm rocking the suburbs, except that he was talen-ted.

                D                 F                    C

I'm rocking the suburbs; take the cheques and face the facts,

              D                           F

That some pro-ducer with computers, fixes all my shitty tracks.



Interlude: (with Riff)



C  D  F  C (x2)



Verse 3:



C                       D

 I'm pissed off but I'm too polite,

F                            C

 When people break in the Mc-Donald's line.

C                         D          F                  C

 Mom and dad, you made me so uptight; gonna cuss on the mic tonight.



Bridge 1:



D                     F

 Dunno how much I can take,

C                              D     (n.C)

 Girl, give me something I can break.



Chorus 2:



                D                  F          C

I'm rocking the suburbs, just like Quiet Riot did,

                D                    F               C

I'm rocking the suburbs, except that they were talen-ted,

                D                 F                    C

I'm rocking the suburbs; take the cheques and face the facts,

              D                           F

That some pro-ducer with computers, fixes all my shitty tracks.



Middle 8:



    C      F                  C         F

e|-------------------------|--------------------------|

B|-------------------------|--------------------------|

G|------------2-2--0--2-4--|------------2-2--5-5-5-4--|

D|--2-0-2--5---------------|--2-0-2--5----------------|

A|-------------------------|--------------------------|

E|-------------------------|--------------------------| (x2)



(with Middle 8 Riff):



     C          F       C              F

In a haze these days, I pull up to the stoplight:

      C                    F

I can feel that somethings not right,

      C              F                C        F

I can feel someone's blasting me with hate and bass,

        C                 F

Sending dirty thoughts my way.

        C                       F

'Cos my great-great-great-great-grand dad,

              C                       F           C      F

Was someone's great-great-great-great-granddady's slaves.

               C   F               C   F               C   F

It wasn't my i-dea, it wasn't my i-dea, never was my i-dea.



Bridge 2:



               D               F          (C)

Just go to the store, for some Prepiration-H...



Break:



C  D  F (x2)



C                 D              F

 Ya'll don't know what it's like, being male, middle class and white.

C                 D              F

 Ya'll don't know what it's like, being male, middle class and white.



C                 D              F

 Ya'll don't know what it's like, being male, middle class and white.

C                 D              F

 Ya'll don't know what it's like, being male, middle class and white.



           C                                D

It gets me real pissed off, and it makes me wanna say...

           F                                C

It gets me real pissed off, and it makes me wanna say...

                                            D

It gets me real pissed off, and it makes me wanna say...

F (n.C)

 !!



Chorus 3:



D          F             C

 Just like John Bon Jovi did.

                D                    F            C

I'm rocking the suburbs, except that he was talen-ted.

                D                 F                    C

I'm rocking the suburbs; take the cheques and face the facts,

              D                           F

That some pro-ducer with computers, fixes all my shitty tracks.



Coda:



      F     C  G     F

These days...  yeah, yeah,

                F         C  G      F

I'm rocking the suburbs...    yeah, yeah.

                F         C  G      F

I'm rocking the suburbs...    yeah, yeah.



Break:



D, F (let ring)



Coda:



(F)

 You better watch out, because I'm gonna say ,

You better watch out, because I'm gonna say .

You better watch out, because I'm gonna say ,

You better watch out, because I'm gonna say .



Outro:



G, Bb5  C5  C#5  D5 (x4)





CHORD DIAGRAMS:

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   C       D       F       G       Bb5     C5      C#5     D5



 EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE

 x32010  xx0232  133211  320003  x133xx  x355xx  x466xx  x577xx





Tabbed by antz & Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2005

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