Flight of the Conchords is a Grammy award-winning folk/pop/comedy duo comprised of Bret Mckenzie formerly of The Black Seeds, Video Kid, and Wellington International Ukulele Orchestra fame and Jemaine Clement formerly of <span title="Unknown artist" class="bbcode_unknown">The Humourbeasts</span>, who met in 1998 while studying film and theatre in Wellington, New Zealand.  Billing themselves as &quot;New Zealand's fourth most popular guitar-based digi-bongo acapella-rap-funk-comedy folk duo&quot;, the group uses a combination of witty banter and acoustic guitars to work the audience. 

Flight of the Conchords est un duo folk/pop/comique duo composé de Bret Mckenzie (The Black Seeds et The Wellington International Ukulele Orchestra) et Jemaine Clement (<span title="Unknown artist" class="bbcode_unknown">The Humourbeasts</span>).  En 2008, ils ont remporté un Grammy Award dans la catégorie &quot;meilleur album comique. Se qualifiant eux-meme de 

Flight of the Conchords ist eine neuseeländische Folk-Band. Seit 2007 sind sie auch in den USA bekannter, da sie sich in der Comedy-Serie Flight of the Conchords des US-Fernsehsenders HBO selbst spielen. Die Handlung beschreibt das fiktive Leben der realen Bandmitglieder Jemaine Clement und Bret McKenzie in New York.  Bei HBO nimmt die Serie den Sendeplatz von Die Sopranos ein und erreichte bei der Erstausstrahlung eine Einschaltquote von 1,2 Mio. Zuschauern.  Handlung  

Ecléctico dúo formado por Bret (no Brit) McKenzie y Jemaine (no Jermaine) Clement. Coincidieron estudiando cine e interpretación en la Universidad Victoria de Wellington, y formaron el dúo de guitarristas-bongo-acapella-rap-funky-comedia más conocido en el mundo anglosajón; en parte popularizado por la serie emitida por HBO homónima al grupo; en parte porque se han pateado medio mundo guitarras en ristre cantando sus letras llenas de tópicos de las pequeñas cosas, especie de monólogos con sonido de fondo. 

D                      A
Friends sing together, la la la la
A                           D
Friends do things together, la la la la
D                       A
Friends laugh together, ha ha ha ha
A                             D
Friends make graphs together, la la la la

G
Friends help you when you're in danger
D
Friends are people who are not strangers
A
Friends help you shift into a new place
D
Tell you if you've got food on your face

G
Friends are the ones on whom you can depend
D
He's my friend; he's not my friend
A
Friends are the ones who are there in the end
D
He's my friend; they're not my friends

   G
If you trip over, I'll catch your fall
       D
If you kick my dick, I won't break your balls
    A
If you get drunk and vomit on me,
     D
I'll make sure you get some safely

       G
If you cross the road and a truck struck you
     D
I'll scrape you up and reconstruct you
     A
I'll cheer you up if you're depressed
    D
If you get murdered, I'll avenge your death

D                      A
Friends walk together, la la la la
A                      D
Pop and lock together, Zzt brrt zzt brrt
D                    A
Me and him together, la la la la
A                   D
Me and Jim forever...

G
Friends go jogging at the track
D
Friends borrow money, never pay it back
A
Friends do not let friends do crack
D
Friends go out and grab a snack

G
Friends drink beer in the sun
       D
Unlike girlfriends they don't mind if you have more than one
A
Friends tell you when your fly's undone
D
Murray... Your fly is undone

   G
My uncle John had a special friend
     D
They dressed alike; his name was Ben
     A
I've never seen two friends like them
          D
They were very, very friendly men

D            A
La la la la, friends friends friends 
A            D
La la la la, friends friends friends friends
D            A
La la la la, friends friends friends friends
A            D
La la la la, friends

La la la la

Friends

Intro Riff (used in various parts of song)


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[Verse 1]
D
Loretta broke my heart in a letter
A
she told me she was leaving and her life would be better.
A
Joan broke it off over the phone
D
after the tone, she left me alone.
D
Jen said she'd never ever see me again,
A
when I saw her again she said it again.
A
Jan met another man,
D
Liza got amnesia just forgot who I am.
D
Felicity said there was no electricity,
A
Emily, no chemistry.
A
Fran ran, Bruce turned out to be a man.
D
Flo had to go I couldn't go with the flow.


[Chorus]
F#m                     Bm         Em
Carol Brown just took a bus out of town,

but I'm hoping that you'll stick around.


[Bridge]
Em                                  D                  A
He doesn't cook or clean, he's not good boyfriend material
(Ooh, we can eat cereal)
Em                                  D                   A
You'll lose interest fast, his relationships never last
(Shut up girlfriends from the past)
Em                                       D                A
He says he'll do one thing and then he goes and does another thing
Em                                                  D
(Oh, who organized all of my ex-girlfriends into a choir, and got them to 
  A
sing?)


Em        D         A
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah
(Who, who... Mm, shut up)
Em         D         A          D
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah.
(Shut up girlfriends from the past)

D D D D (Intro Riff)


[Verse 2]
D
Minnie will no longer see me.
A
Britney, Britney hit me.
A
Paula, Persephone, Stella, and Stephanie,
D
there must fifty ways that lovers have left me.


[Chorus]
F#m                     Bm         Em
Carol Brown just took a bus out of town...


[Bridge]
Em                                        D                  A
Love is a delicate thing, it could just float away on the breeze
(He said the same thing to me)
Em                                     D                     A
How can we ever know we've found the right person in this world?
(He means he looks at other girls)
Em                        D                A
Love is a mystery that does not follow a rule
(This guy is a fool)
Em                              D                 A
He'll always be a boy, he's a man who never grew up
(I thought I told you to shut up)

(Intro Riff)

Em       D          A
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah
(Mona, you told me you were in a coma)
Em       D          A
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah
(Tiffany you said that you had an epiphany)
Em       D          A
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah
(Mm, would you like a little cereal?)
Em        D          A
Ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah
(Who organized this choir of ex-girlfriends, was it you Carol Brown, was it you Carol Brown?)

(Intro Riff)

[Chorus]
F#m                     Bm         Em
Carol Brown just took a bus out of town...
                           D
but I'm hoping that you'll
D
stick around

(Intro Riff)

D 
Do do, do do do do do do
Stick around

D
Do do, do do do do

D
Do do, do do do do do do
Stick around
Do do, do do do do 

D
Stick around

Carol Brown

E
There are angels
	A
In the clouds
E
Doin? it

E
There are angels
A
Doin? it 
	E	A
In the clouds

Behind the shroud
Of the clouds
	E	A
Foolin? round

In the clouds		E
They?re lying, feathers flying
	F#m
Angels sighing
	  E
There are angels
	A
Ah-ah

Oh there are angels
Going down up there
E
Oh angels
Getting jiggy with it
A					E
Nobody knows what goes on under those robes
A						E
Pushin? and puffin? and huffin? and heavin? in heaven
Pushin? and puffin? and huffin? and heavin? and
Pushin? and puffin? and huffin? and heavin? and
Pushin? and puffin? and huffin? and heavin? in heaven
A
Up there they?re playing
    E
The lovin? game
F#m
Making rain
B
Turning white clouds grey


E
Ha ha ha 
A
Doin? it!
E
Ha ha ha 
A
Ah-ah-ah-ah?doin? it!

E
Ha ha ha?
Ha ah ah ah!
A
Doin? it! 
E
Doin' it

Angels

Let me tell you...
Am
I see you girls checkin' out my trunks
Cadd9
I see you girls checkin' out the front of my trunks
F
I see you girls lookin' at my junk
          E7
Then checkin' out my rump
E7
Then back to my sugalumps
Am
When I shake it, I shake it all up
Cadd9
You'd probably think that my pants had the mumps
F
It's just my sugalump bump-ba-bump
            E7                                 
They look so good, that's why I keep them in the front
Am      G          C            F           E7
All the ladies checkin' out my sugalumps
F                  E7
They drive the ladies crazy
Am
All these bitches checkin' out my britches
Cadd9
Put 'em in a trance when I wear track pants
F
My dungarees make them hungry
E7
They're over the moon when I don pantaloons
Am                                                    Asus2
My sugalumps are two of a kind
Am                                           Asus2
Sweet and white and highly refined
Am                                                      Asus2
Honeys try all kinds of tomfoolery
Am                                  Am    Asus2 Am Asus2
To steal a feel of my family jewellery
Am                                              Asus2
My candy balls cause a cafuffle
Am                                                             Asus2
The ladies, they hussle to ruffle my truffle
Am                                                Asus2
If you party with the party prince
          Am                            Am Asus2 Am Asus2
You get two complimentary after dinner mints
Am
Girls surround me when I'm standin' on the stoop
Cadd9
Givin' me gifts like free chicken soup
F
Book tokens, free chicken stoop
E7                                                                  F  E7 F
Standin' on the corner goin' ss-ah-ss-ah
Am
We see you girls checkin' out our trunks
Cadd9
We see you girls checkin' out the front of our trunks
F
We see you girls lookin' at our junk
E7
Then checkin' out our rumps     
Then back to our sugalumps

(Instrumental (to the rhythm of the percussion) Am  Am(Maj7)  Am7 Dm E7 

C  D

F                                 C                              Gm7
All the ladies, they want a taste of my sugalumps
C
Sweet sugalumps, yeah
F                       C                                    Gm7
All the ladies, they want a taste of my sugalumps
C                                          F
Sweet sugalumps, yeah

Sugalumps

A
Petrov, Yelyena, and me
                   E
Lost, but happy, at sea
D                  A
Petrov and Yelyena said to me.
E                  D            A
"Shouldn't we have something to eat?"
A               Dbm       G           Bm
I say there are plenty of fish in the sea
    D            E      A
But all they can see is me.

A
They said, "Any last requests?"
                        E
Biding my time, I said "Yes.
 D               A
I want to party, just we three.
E         D        A
Lost, but happy at sea."

A
So we drank all night from the keg
                                 E
I passed out, and awoke with one leg
D                                 A
I said, "Petrov, have you seen my leg?"
         E          D            A
He said "No" and he went back to bed....
       E         D              A
But he looked suspiciously well fed.

A          Dbm             G       Bm
Three days later they were hungry again
D           E          A
They said, "Any last requests, my friend, again?"


*Spoken* So I said, "Do you know any Rolling Stones?
It was a hilarious hilarious moment in a very
bleak bleak time of my life."

A
So we danced all night to the Rolling Stones,
                       E
when I awoke they were chewing on bones.
   D                A
Yelyena was supping blood from a cup,
E             D                       A
that's when I knew that something was up.


"Hey Petrov, that is that you're eating?"
"It's fish."
"How come it looks so much like my arm which
has been hacked off at the elbow last night?"
"Oh, It's an arm fish."

B
Later that night, while they were asleep,
                            F#
I swollowed some arsenic to poison my meat
  E                   B
I was very ill, but revenge is so sweet...
F#         E            B              F
Unlike the last meal my comrades would eat

B    F    B    F    B    Bb    A
(theremin solo)

A
When I awoke, they were already dead
                     E
All that was left of me was my head...
D             A
No, not dead, just a head.
E            Dm
Lost, but so lonely....
   A
At sea

Petrov, Yelyena, And Me

Am                 Am(maj7)
It's a cold night, beneath the street light
Am7
There's a man whose pants are too tight
Dm         E7
Oh no, his pants are too tight (my pants are too tight)

Am              Am(maj7)
He stands there, an empty stare
Am7
Trying to make enough money for his cab fare home
Dm            E7
He'll have to walk home tonight (don't have enough for the ride)

Am                     Am(maj7)
The streets are cruel, he tries to act cool
Am7
He goes to work with only his one tool
Dm      E7
You can put away tool, Jermaine

C                 G    F
You don't have to be a prostitute, no no no no no
C          G             F
You can say no to being a man-ho, a male gigolo
C                 G    F
You don't have to be a prostitute, no no no no no
C          G             F
You can say no to being a night looker, boy hooker, rent boy, bro ho

C        G           F
He can't see his way out
I cannot see my way out

C        G           F
He can't see his way out
Male prostitution seems to
be my only option

C        G           F
He can't see his way out
I cannot see my way out

C        G           F
He can't see his way out
No no no no no no

Am                     Am(maj7)
He selling cheap thrills, to pay his expensive bills
Am7
But check you resume, you must have some other skills
Dm     E7
Do you have any other skills?  Like typing?

Am           Am(maj7)
They see him, wanted to please them
Am7
Wanted to play them but they don't even pay him
Dm             E7
Oh no no, they don't think he's worth it at all

Am                           Am(maj7)
Though they're unknown, he tries to bring them home
Am7
Maybe it'd be okay if he lived alone
Dm             E7
Ooh you have a roommate Jermaine, don't bring them home

C                 G    F
You don't have to be a prostitute, no no no no o
C          G             F
You can say no to being a man-ho, a male gigolo
C                 G    F
You don't have to be a prostitute, no no no no no
C          G             F
You can say no to being a night looker, boy hooker, rent boy, bro ho

You Don't Have To Be A Prostitute

A song about having feelings. That are hurt. Hurt feelings.

In the original the tabs are just repeated the whole song. But I think its more fun to just play the tabs on the intro.

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Gm, Eb, Bb, F

Some people say that rappers don?t have feelings
We have feelings. (We have feelings)
Some people say that we are not rappers. (We?re rappers.)
That hurts our feelings.
(Hurts our feelings when you say we?re not rappers.)


Some people say that rappers are invincible
We?re vincible. (We?re vincible.)
What you are about to hear are true stories
(Real experiences)
Autobiographical raps.
Things that happened to us, All true
Bring the rhyme!

Gm
I make a meal for my friends,
        
Try to make it delicious,
         Eb
Try to keep it nutritious,

Create wonderful dishes.
     Bb
Not one of them thinks about the way I feel
   F
Nobody compliments the meal


Gm          Eb                   Bb
I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings
         
I feel like a prize asshole
             F
No one even mentions my casserole.
Gm          Eb                    Bb
I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings.
                                           F
You coulda said something nice about my profiteroles


Gm
Here?s a little story to bring a tear to your eye,
       Eb
I was shopping for a wetsuit to scuba dive,
    Bb
But every suit I tried is too big around the thighs,
        F
And the assistant suggested I try a ladies? size


Gm          Eb                    Bb
I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings
                                    F
I?m not gonna wear a ladies? wetsuit I?m a man!
Gm          Eb                    Bb
I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings
                      F
Get me a small man?s wetsuit, please


        Gm
It?s my birthday, 2003
Eb                                  Bb 
Waitin? for a call from my family
F (mute)
They forgot about me


Gm          Eb                    Bb
I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings
                              F
The day after my birthday is not my birthday, Mum

   Gm
I call my friends and say, ?eLet?s go into town,?
            Eb
But they?re all too busy to go into town
      Bb
So I go by myself, I go into town
        F
Then I see all my friends, they?re all in town


Gm          Eb                    Bb
I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings.
                                     F
They?re all lined up to watch that movie ?eMaid in Manhattan.?

         Gm
Have you ever been told that your ass is too big?
         Eb
Have you ever been asked if your hair is a wig?
         Bb
Have you ever been told you?re mediocre in bed?
         F
Have you ever been told you?ve got a weird-shaped head?
         Gm
Has your family ever forgotten you and driven away?
       Eb
Once again, they forgot about J
         Bb
Were you ever called ?ehomo? ?cuz at school you took drama?
         F
Have you ever been told that you look like a llama?


Gm                 Eb
Tears of a rapper (tears of a rapper),
            Bb
I?m crying tears of a rapper

Tears of a rapper

Hurt Feelings

I Told You I Was Freaky


D  F#  G    A
Goodbye, leggy blonde
D                                          F#
Every day I'd look across the office floor
                                G
There you were your hair down to your legs
               A
And your legs down to the floor
D F#                      G
      Leggy blonde, goodbye
A
Goodbye
D                                                F#
Now that you are gone I'll never see you here for tech repair
  G                                                         A
I wish you knew how much I loved your legs and your hair
D F#                      G
      Leggy blonde, goodbye
Goodbye
D
Leggy leggy leggy leggy
F#
Leggy leggy leggy leggy
G
Leggy leggy leggy leggy
A
Leggy leggy leggy leggy
D
Blondie blondie blondie blondie
F#
Blondie blondie blondie blondie
G
Blondie blondie blondie blondie
A
Blondie blondie
A                          F#
Leggy blonde
        G
Goodbye
        A
Goodbye

G                                  A
I had a budgie but it died
(whoa)
D      A
I like pie

Leggy leggy leggy leggy
Leggy leggy leggy leggy
Leggy leggy leggy leggy
Leggy leggy leggy leggy
Blondie blondie blondie blondie
Blondie blondie blondie blondie
Blondie blondie blondie blondie
Blondie blondie
Leggy blonde
I'll never get
I'll never get to be with ya
I'll never get to share another cup of tea with ya
I'll never get to let ya know how much I think of ya
I'll never get to tear your clothes off on the photocopier
He'll never get
He'll never get
He'll never get
He'll never get to say
Oooh leggy blonde you got it goin' on
Wanna see you wearin' that thong thong thong
See you getting' on to the break of dawn
(Mumbling) panties on
Goodbye
Goodbye, leggy blonde

Leggy Blonde

Intro:

Dmaj7  Amaj7, Bm7  Amaj7  A7

Verse 1:

Dmaj7               Amaj7                 Bm7
 Looking 'round the room, I can tell that you,
             Amaj7     A7             Dmaj7  Amaj7
Are the most beautiful girl, in the...room.
Bm7                Amaj7  A7
 In the whole wide room.


Verse 2:

Dmaj7                   Amaj7                    Bm7
 And when you're on the street, depending on the street,
                   Amaj7       A7
I bet that you are definitely, in the top three...
Dmaj7                      Amaj7
 Good looking girls on the street.
Bm7               Amaj7   A7
 Depending on the street.


Verse 3:

Dmaj7                     Amaj7
 And when I saw you at my mate's place,
           Bm7
I thought; what is she doing...
(n.c)
             Dmaj7
At my mate's place?
Amaj7                Bm7                    Amaj7      A7
 How did Dave get, a hottie like that, to a party like this?
           Dmaj7  Amaj7
Good work, Dave.
            Bm7          Amaj7  A7
Ooh, you're a legend, Dave.


Verse 4:

Dmaj7               Amaj7
 I ask Dave if he's gonna make a move on you,
Bm7                    Amaj7        A7      Dmaj7
 He's not sure, I say; Dave, do you mind if I do?
   Amaj7                           Bm7
He says he doesn't mind, but I can tell he kinda minds,
        Amaj7       A7
But I'm gonna do it anyway.
Dmaj7                     Amaj7
 I see you standing all a-lone, by the stereo,
Bm7                    Amaj7     A7
 I dim the lights down very low, here we go.


Chorus 1:

Dmaj7      Amaj7      Bm7            Amaj7     A7
 You're so beautiful; you could be a waitress.
Dmaj7      Amaj7      Bm7             Amaj7  A7           Dmaj7
 You're so beautiful; you could be an air ho-stess in the sixties.
          Amaj7      Bm7            Amaj7 A7   Dmaj7  Amaj7
You're so beautiful; you could be a part -time model.
           Bm7
And then I seal the deal;
        Amaj7          A7
I do my moves, I do my dance moves.


Break:

Amaj7, Dm

Amaj7
 It's 12:02, just me and you,
Dm                                        Amaj7
 And seven other dudes, around you on the dance floor.
I draw you near; let's get out of here,
Dm
 Let's get in a cab, I'll buy you a kebab...


Verse 5:

Dmaj7       Amaj7           Bm7
 I can't be-lieve, that I'm sharing a kebab,
              Amaj7     A7           Dmaj7               Amaj7
With the most beautiful girl, I have ever seen with a ke-bab.
Bm7    Amaj7  A7
 Ooh...
Dmaj7         Amaj7         Bm7
 Why don't we leave? We can go to my house,
           Amaj7           A7         Dmaj7
And we can feel each other up, on the couch.
         Amaj7                Bm7   Amaj7     A7
Oh no, I don't mind taking it slow, no-o-o-o, ye-ea-ah.


Chorus 2:

Dmaj7           Amaj7
 'Cos you're so beautiful,

(Jemaine):

       Bm7   Amaj7  A7
Like a tree,
     Dmaj7
Or a high-class prostitute.

(Jemaine & Bret):

          Amaj7      Bm7            Amaj7 A7   Bm7
You're so beautiful; you could be a part -time model.

Bridge 1:

          Dmaj7
But you'd probably still have to keep your normal job.
            Bm7
A part-time model,
         Dmaj7
Spending part of your time modeling,
                              (Dmaj7)
And part of your time, next to me...

Coda:

Dmaj7  Amaj7, Bm7  Amaj7  A7

Dmaj7  Amaj7,

Bm7 Amaj7    A7                  Dmaj7  Amaj7  Bm7  A
 My place is usually tidier than this.

Most Beautiful Girl In The Room

Amaj7/F# 
Children on the streets using guns and knives 
Taking drugs and each other's lives 
A7 
Killing each other using knives and forks 
A 
And calling each other names like dork 

Amaj7/F# 
There's people on the street getting diseases from monkeys 
Yeah that's what I said, their getting diseases from monkeys 
A7 
Whys this happening, please, whose been touching these monkeys 
Leave these poor sick monkeys alone 
A 
There sick, they've got problems enough as it is 

Amaj7/F# 
A man is lying on the street, some punk has chopped off his head 
And I'm the only one who stops to see if he's dead, 
A7 
aaoohhh Turns out he's 
A 
dead 

A 
That's why I'm singing, 
D7 
Aaaaoooh what is 
C#m 
wrong with the world to- 
Bm 
day? 
Bm 
What's wrong with the world today, *mumbles* never said nothings wrong with it 

D7 
Uooo, what is 
C#m 
wrong with the world to- 
Bm 
day? 
Think about it, think about it, think, think about it 


Amaj7/F# 
Good cops get framed and put into a can 
And all the money that we're making is going to the maaan 
A7 
What man, whose the man, when's a man a man, why's it so hard to be a man 
A 
Am I a man? Yes, technically, yes... 

Amaj7/F# 
Oohh, come on, sont zootka they're turning kids into slaves 
They're turning kids into slaves just to make cheaper sneakers 
A7 
But what's the real cost, 'cause the sneakers don't seem that much cheaper 
A 
Why are we still paying so much for sneakers when you got little kid slaves making them 
What are your overheads? 

Amaj7/F# 
Well, at the end of your life, you are lucky if you die 
Sometimes I wonder why I would even try 
Why try 

A7 
I saw a man lying on the street half dead He had 
A 
knives and forks sticking out of his leg He said, 

Dm7 
Ahh ahh 
C#m 
ahh ahhhhhh 
Bm 
hhwww 
Can somebody get the knife and fork out of my leg, please 
Ooh, could somebody please remove these cutleries from my knees 
Yeah yeeeahhh 

***guitar stops*** 


This is where we break it down 
This is where we break it down 
We'll break it down 
What are they doing, their breaking it down 
What do they do, and now their keeping it funky 
Just having a funky jam and then we're going to drop the beat 
And then we'll bring it back *wails* Up 


just repeat while fading 
Amaj7/F#, Amaj7/F#, A7, A 



Wah wah wah waaah! 

*Both go to town with the wailing* 

Then we'll take it low 
Fading out, fading out 
We're talking about the issues, but we're keeping it funky 
We're fading out, we're just fading out 
Why they getting quiet, they're just fading out 
*monkey noises* 
Stop touching that monkey

Think About It Think Think About It

Dmaj7                    A             D6      Dbm7        Eb6
looking...         Room...  You... Beautiful...Girl...
   
                      do this over and over again for almost the whole song.

The Most Beautiful Girl In The Room

Intro

G-------------------------------
C-------------------------------
E-------------------------------
A-3-3-2--3-3-2--3-3-3-2-3-2-3-2 (x2)

Bass Line

G-------------------------------
C-------------------------------
E-5--5-5-7-5-5-1-1-1-0-3--------
A-------------------------------
REPEAT THROUGH OUT ENTIRE SONG

Daly
Thanks my friend for the help

Hiphopopotamus Vs. Rhymenoceros

G               C                  D
A kiss is not a contract, but it's very nice

Mmmmm, very nice
G                          C
Just because you've been exploring my mouth
        D
Doesn't mean you get to take an expedition further south, no


G               C                  D
A kiss is not a contract, but it's very nice

It's very, very nice
G                       C
Just because we've been playing tonsil hockey
        D
Doesn't mean you get to score the goal that's in my jockeys


Em                               D        
Oh just because I'm in a two man novelty band
                            C
Doesn't mean it's all about poontang
                        B7
I can't go round loving everyone
                    A             Em 
I just wouldn't get anything done

Em                                       D        
You can take me out to dinner that might be quite nice
                                    C
you could buy me a burrito and some beans and rice
                                  B7
but that won't get you into pants paradise
     A           
They call it a fly because it takes you up to heaven oh oh


G               C                  D
A kiss is not a contract, but it's very nice

It's very, very nice

G            C    D
I'm only one man, baby, pretty baby
G              C    D
We're only two men, ladies,
                G   C   D  G
Oh pretty babies

A Kiss Is Not A Contract

Intro:
Gm (Cm Dm)

All verses: Gm
# Every once in awhile Jermaine plays Cm Dm as fast strums

Chorus:
Cm
It's business
Dm
It's business
Gm
time
Gm
I know what you're trying to say
You're trying to say it's time for business,
Cm
It's business
Dm
It's business
Gm
time
Gm

End on Gm

Business Time

Amaj7
Children on the streets using guns and knives
F#m7
Taking drugs and each other's lives
Bm7
Killing each other using knives and forks
    E7
And calling each other names like dork

Amaj7
There's people on the street getting diseases from monkeys
F#m7
Yeah that's what I said, their getting diseases from monkeys
Bm7
Whys this happening, please, whose been touching these monkeys
Bm7
Leave these poor sick monkeys alone
      E7
There sick, they've got problems enough as it is

Amaj7
A man is lying on the street, some punk has chopped off his head
            F#m7
And I'm the only one who stops to see if he's dead,
Bm7
Aaoohhh
               E7
Turns out he's dead

                        Dmaj7            C#m7                  Bm7
That's why I'm singing, Aaaaoooh what is wrong with the world today?

What's wrong with the world today, *mumbling..........*
Dmaj7         C#m7                 Bm7
Uooo, what is wrong with the world today?

Think about it, think about it, think, think about it

Amaj7
Good cops get framed and put into a can
            F#m7
And all the money that we're making is going to the maaan
Bm7
What man, whose the man, when's a man a man, why's it so hard to be a man
                 E7
Am I a man? Yes, technically, yes...

Amaj7
Oohh, come on, sont zootka they're turning kids into slaves
                Amaj7
They're turning kids into slaves just to make cheaper sneakers
F#m7
But what's the real cost, 'cause the sneakers don't seem that much cheaper
Bm7
Why are we still paying so much for sneakers when you got little kid slaves making them
E7
What are your overheads?

             Amaj7
Well, at the end of your life, you are lucky if you die
F#m7
Sometimes I wonder why I would even try. Why try?
Bm7
I saw a man lying on the street half dead
E7
He had knives and forks sticking out of his leg
         Dmaj7   C#m7     Bm7
He said, Ahh ahh ahh ahhhhhhhhwww

Can somebody get the knife and fork out of my leg, please
Dmaj7      C#m7                          Bm7
Ooh, could somebody please remove these cutleries from my knees

Yeah yeeeahhh

Amaj7
This is where we break it down, this is where we break it down
F#m7
We'll break it down
What are they doing, their breaking it down
What do they do, and now their keeping it funky
Just having a funky jam and then we're going to drop the beat
And then we'll bring it back aaaooowahhhwahhhh

Amaj7   F#m7   Bm7       E7

Think About It

Flight Of The Conchords

Intro:
      C - A minor (x2)

C                  Am
If you want me to, I could hang around with you
C              Am
If I only knew that's what you're into.

C                    Am
You and him, him and you
                        C
If that's what you're into
                          Am
Him hangin 'round, around you
                                          C
You're hanging 'round, yeah, you're there too.


C
And if you want me to
       Am
I will take off all my clothes for you
       C
I will take off all my clothes for you
Am
If that's what you're into.


C                    Am
How 'bout him in the nude?
                        C
If that's what you're into.
                        Am
In the nude in front of you
                         C
Is that what you'd wanna view?


C
If it's cool with you
Am
I'll let you get naked too
C
It could be a dream come true
Am                              
Providing that's what you are into.


C                     Am
Is that what you're into?
                   C
Him and you in the nude?
                             Am
That's what he's prepared to do,
                                                      C
Is that the kind of thing that you think you might be into?


C
And then maybe later
Am
We'll get hot by the refrigerator
C
In the kitchen next to the pantry
Am
You think that might be what you fancy?


C                  Am
In the buff, being rude,
                     C
Doing stuff with the food.
                      Am
Getting lewd with his food
                             C
We heard that's what you are into.


C
Then on our next date
Am
Well, you could bring your roommate
C
I don't know if Stu is keen to
Am
But if you want we could double-team you.


C                     Am
How about you and two dudes?
                         C
Him, you and Stu, in the nude.
                               Am
Being lewd with two dudes with food
                               C
Well, that's if Stu's into it, too.


C
All the things I'd do
Am
The things I'd do for you
C
If I only knew
Am                        C
That's what you're into.

If You're Into It

The Distant Future

strumming pattern
D-DUD-D

F,G,C,Em7

mmmmm mmmm mmmm 

F                    G
Work, work, work, work, work, work. He said me haffi
C                   Em7
Work, work, work, work, work, work! He see me do mi
F                     G
Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt! So me put in
C                   Em7
Work, work, work, work, work, work. When you ah guh
F                        G
Learn, learn, learn, learn, learn Meh nuh cyar if him
C                   Em7
Hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurting


[Verse 1: Rihanna]

F              G
Dry! ...Me a desert
C                 Em7
Nuh time to have ya lerkin'
F                        G
Him ago act like him nuh like it
C                           Em7
You know I dealt with you the nicest
F                        G
Nuh body touch me in the righteous
C                     Em7
Nuh botha, text me in a crisis 
           F                    G
I believed all of your dreams, adoration
            C                    Em7
You took my heart and my keys and my patience
            F                        G
You took my heart on my sleeve for decoration
                C                          Em7
You mistaken my love I brought for you for foundation
           F             G
All that I wanted from you was to give me
C            Em7
Something that I never had
F                   G
Something that you've never seen
C                     Em7
Something that you've never been!
F     G
Mmmmm!
      C                          
But I wake up and act like nothing's wrong
D
Just get ready fi...


[Hook: Rihanna]
F                    G
Work, work, work, work, work, work. He said me haffi
C                   Em7
Work, work, work, work, work, work! He see me do mi
F                     G
Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt! So me put in
C                   Em7
Work, work, work, work, work, work. When you ah guh
F                        G
Learn, learn, learn, learn, learn Meh nuh cyar if him
C                   Em7
Hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurting
F             G
Ner ner ner ner ner ner!
               C           Em7
When you a guh ner ner ner ner ner ner!
                  F                 G
Before the tables turn turn turn turn turn turn!
C             Em7
Beg you something please


[Verse 2: Rihanna]

F            G
Baby don't you leave
               C                 Em7
Do''t leave me stuck here in the streets, 
   F                  G
uh huh If I get another chance to
       C                Em7
I will never, no never neglect you
      F                         G
I mean who am I to hold your past against you?
       C                    Em7
I just hope that it gets to you
  F           G
I hope that you see this through
  C                      Em7
I hope that you see this true
F          G
What can I say?
       C          
Please recognize I'm tryin', baby!!!
 Em7
I have to


[Hook: Rihanna]

F                    G
Work, work, work, work, work, work. He said me haffi
C                   Em7
Work, work, work, work, work, work! He see me do mi
F                     G
Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt! So me put in
C                   Em7
Work, work, work, work, work, work. When you ah guh
F                        G
Learn, learn, learn, learn, learn Meh nuh cyar if him
C                   Em7
Hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurting


[Verse 3: Drake]

N.C.
Yeah, okay
F        G        C                   Em7
You need to get done, done, done, done at work, come over
F               G
We just need to slow the motion
C                   Em7
Don't give that away to no one
F            G
Long distance, I need you
C                          Em7
When I see potential I just gotta see it through
F                        G
If you had a twin, I would still choose you
C                           Em7
I don't wanna rush into it, if it's too soon
      F      G               C              
But I know you need to get done, done, done, done
   Em7
If you come over
F            G
Sorry if I'm way less friendly
C                    Em7
I got n____s tryna end me,
F G           C                 Em7
oh,     I spilled all my emotions tonight, I'm sorry
F               G
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
C                                Em7
How many more shots until you're rollin'?
F              G
We just need a face to face
C                    Em7            F
You could pick the time and the place
               G
You spent some time away
C                Em7
Now you need to forward and give me all the...


[Hook: Rihanna]

F                    G
Work, work, work, work, work, work. He said me haffi
C                   Em7
Work, work, work, work, work, work! He see me do mi
F                     G
Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt! So me put in
C                   Em7
Work, work, work, work, work, work. When you ah guh
F                        G
Learn, learn, learn, learn, learn Meh nuh cyar if him
C                   Em7
Hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurting

mmm mmm mmm..


[Outro: Rihanna]

work work work work work work

F G C D
F G C D

Work

Intro: C D C D (x2)


C D
Si es que no puedes hablar
C D
no te atrevas a volver
C D
si te quieres ocultar
C D
tal vez te podria ver
Em D C G C
y el amor que no sabe a quien y que
G C
hablará si tu verdad
Em F
te abrazara otra vez

Em C
Habla si puedes
G C
grita que sientes
Em C
dime a quien quieres
G C
y te hace feliz

C D


C D
Si no puedes escuchar
C D
aunque insistas hablaré
C D
si lo quieres mírame
C D
y tus ojos hablaran tal vez
Em D C G C
sentiras el amor e iras tras el
G C
hablaras si tu verdad
Em F
te abrazará otra vez

Em C
Habla si puedes
G C
grita que sientes
Em C
dime a quien quieres
G D
y te hace feliz
Em C
habla si puedes
G C
grita si temes
Em C
dime a quien quieres
G D
y te hace feliz


Em G C G
.(CUERDAS)... abrazaméeeeeeeee..
C Em F
quiero despertarme y entender

Em C
habla si puedes
G C
grita si temes
Em C
dime a quien quieres
G D
y que haces aquì
Em C
habla si puedes
G C
grita que sientes
Em C
dime a quien quieres
G C
y te hace feliz
G C
y te hace feliz

C D
(fin)

Habla si puedes

LA RE
Jo et duré a casa si fa mal temps
MI FA#m
Jo t’empararé si un cas tens por
SIm MI
Jo te cuidaré si estàs malalta
RE LA
De tot cor, de tot cor
RE REm LA
De tot cor

MI RE DO#m-SIm-LA

FA#m DO#m
Estic a punt d’anar-me’n
RE LA RE
Mes abans de partir et diré
REm LA
Que et duc dins es pensament

FA#m DO#m
No deix de recordar-te
RE LA RE
I alen els teus alens tot calents
REm SIm MI
De lluny i de prop me tens


Jo et duré...

FA#m DO#m
I a dalt de s’escenari
RE LA RE
Quan estic concentrat cantant
REm MI
Jo sempre te tenc present

FA#m DO#m
Perquè m’ets necessari
RE LA
Com s’aire que respir
RE REm SIm MI
Necessit estar amb tu en tot moment


Jo et duré... ( bis )

De tot cor

Verse 1:
           B
I'm going back to the time when we owned this town
      E
Down Powder Mill Lane, in the battlegrounds
C#m        B                   G#m  B     F#
We were friends and lovers and clueless clowns


Verse 2:
                      B       
I didn't know I'd be finding out now I was torn from you
         E
When we thought about things we were gonna do
C#m      B                    G#m B  F# 
We were wide eyed dreamers and wiser too


Chorus:
               E              B 
Go down to the rides on East Parade,
        G#m                   F#
by the lights of the Palace Arcade
                    E                     G#m   F#   
Watch night coming down on the Sovereign Light Café


Verse 3:
                          B
I'm begging you for some sign, but you've still got nothing to say
        E
Don't turn your back on me, don't walk away
C#m     B                   G#m  B   F#
I'm a better man now than I was that day


Chorus:
                      E              B 
Let's go down to the rides on East Parade,
        G#m                   F#
by the lights of the Palace Arcade
                    E                     G#m   F#   
Watch night coming down on the Sovereign Light Café

                 E               B
Go down to the bandstand on the pier
           G#m                    F#
Watch the drunks and the lovers appear
                      E                     G#m   F#     
Take time, just the stars at the Sovereign Light Café


Bridge:
   E        B           F#
I wheel my bike off the train,
        F#
Up the North Trade Road,
 E        B             F# 
Look for you on Marley Lane
                          G#m
In every building, every streetlight
                   E               F#  G#m  B  F#
Oh why did we ever go so far from home?


Verse 4:
                        B
You keep on leaving me mile long traces of who you are
         E
You can get a big house and a faster car
C#m      B                    G#m   B  F#
You can run away boy, but you won't go far


Chorus:
                      E              B
Let's go down to the rides on East Parade,
        G#m                   F#
by the lights of the Palace Arcade
                    E                     G#m   F#   
Watch night coming down on the Sovereign Light Café

                    E                B
Stroll down to the bandstand on the pier
           G#m                    F#
Watch the drunks and the lovers appear
                     E                      G#m   F#
Take time, just the stars at the Sovereign Light Café 

      E            B    G#m
La la la la la la la la Yeah, 
     F#                      E       B   F#
I'm going where the people know my name


Outro:
E B G#m F#
E B G#m F# B

Sovereign Light Cafe

(Chorus)
G
You xxxx X xxx'x smile xxxx xxx
Em
X can't xxxxx xxxxxxx xxx
Am7
I xxx'x xxxxx xxx X xxx'x sing
D7
I'm xxxxxxx xx xxxx xx xx xxxxxxxx
(1st Verse)
G
You xxx X xxxx xxx xxxx xxx'xx sad
Em
X feel xxxx xxxx xxx'xx glad
Am7
If xxx xxxx xxxx xxxx X'x xxxxx through
D7                              G Em G Em
X just xxx'x xxxxx without xxx
(2nd verse)
G
You xxxx along xxxx xxxx x song
Em
Xxx brightened xx xxx
Am7
Whod've xxxxxxxx xxxx xxx xxxx xxxx xx x dream
                  D7
Xxx xx xxx xxxxx light xxxxx xxxx
(Chorus)
         G 
Xxx now xxx xxx X xxx'x smile xxxx xxx
Em
X can't xxxxx xxxxxxx xxx
Am7
I xxx'x xxxxx xxx X xxx'x sing
D7                          Eb
I'm xxxxxxx xx xxxx xx xx anything
(3rd Verse)
Ab
You xxx X xxxx xxx xxxx xxx'xx sad
   Fm
X feel xxxx xxxx xxx'xx glad
Bbm
If xxx xxxx xxxx xxxx X'x xxxxx through
Ebm
X just xxx'x xxxxx
Ebm                                 Ab               C#
Now xxxx xxxxxx xxx happiness xxxxx so xxxx xxxx xx find
C#m                                         Eb     E
Well, X'x xxxxxxx xx xxxx xxxxxxx xxxx xxxx behind me
A
And xxx xxx X xxx'x smile xxxxxxx xxx
F#m
X can't xxxxx xxxxxxx xxx
Bm
X xxx'x laugh xxx X xxx'x sing
E
X'x finding xx xxxx xx xx xxxxxxxx
Bb
You xxx X xxxx xxxx xxxx xxx'xx glad
Gm
X feel xxx xxxx xxx'xx sad
Cm
If xxx xxxx knew xxxx X'x xxxxx through
F
X just xxx'x smile xxxxxxx xxx

Can't Smile Without You

Intro: D-A-Bm-Em-A  x4

         D                 A                          
I'll confess tonight your all thats on my mind
        Bm            A                   D
I know these roof top nights could last forever.
              A                            Bm
we watched the seasons change, we saw the distance pull us away,
           A
from all we shared together.

D                       A
Right now is all we have you better make this count
Bm                       A
these are the moments i wish i could forget you.

D                            A                                          Bm
I think back to the nights I looked into your bright green eyes and you said,
    Em    A
lets run away.
D                             A                             Bm
its 9am the sun wont rise for 3 more hours pacific time you said
    Em    A
lets run away.

play intro  x2

D                    A
I picked apart every word that you said
  Bm                              A
I dissected each sentence but kept coming up empty
D                         A
the way you are leaves me counting the days
        Bm                            A
till the next time this distance will be a memory


D                        A        
Right now is all we have you better make this count
Bm                     D
these are the moments i wish i could forget you.


D                            A                                          Bm
I think back to the nights I looked into your bright green eyes and you said,
     Em   A
lets run away.
D                            A                              Bm
its 9am the sun wont rise for 3 more hours pacific time you said
     Em   A
lets run away.

D-A-Bm-A

where have you been


                                                                        Bm
I think back to the nights I looked into your bright green eyes and you said,
     Em   A
lets run away.
D                            A                                          Bm
I think back to the nights I looked into your bright green eyes and you said,
     Em   A
lets run away.
D                            A                              Bm
its 9am the sun wont rise for 3 more hours pacific time you said
     Em   A
lets run away


American Dream 

G Bm Em A
Well everybody's lookin' for something they can't find,
Walking straight ahead blind-folded production line,
Only taking time for one type of shoe-shine.
Don't look left/right now you got a street fine.
Everybody lookin' for just a little more.
Working late-nights trying to fight off the day glow.
Waiting for the come-around but it is a no show.
Driving in the fast lane lookin' for the slow-mo...

C D A
Oh whats in store I don't know anymore.
Oh what's inside 'cos I can't hide from it no more.
Oh what you see well it's not me anymore.
Oh I don't know well I don't know man anymore because 

G Bm Em A
I tell you once I tell you twice, gonna be a long time
But you don't take no one's advice, gonna be a long time you,
Where were you, you weren't listenin', gonna be a long time
Gonna be a long time.

G Bm Em A
So now you're face down, face lookin like a frying pan.
Hitting up the clubs trying to feel like a real man.
Beating your chest just like you're King Kong but you're just a gui-tar no-string no-song.
Feeling free like ya don't even know it, man you're towing the line hoping you just don't blow it.
Man ya stuck in the mainframe trying to win the big game so much potential it even makes it more of a shame, shame, shame...
Here we go again, same old shit just another name.
Looking at the destiny there in your palm,
But now you got your strings but you got no song.
So sing, sing, sing - shake it like a chicken wing.
It's not what you get it's about what you bring-bring-bring.
So bring it, bring it to the table, not because you have to 'cos you're willing and you're able!

C D A
Oh what's in store I don't know anymore.
Oh what's inside 'cos I can't hide from it no more.
Oh what you see well it's not me anymore.
Oh I don't know, I don't know anymore because 

G Bm Em A
I tell you once I tell you twice, gonna be a long time.
But you don't take no one's advice, gonna be a long time.
You, where were you, you weren't listening, gonna be a long time.
Gonna be a long time.

Gonna Be A Long Time

It takes a while to get used to the rhythm. In the verse the
time signature goes 3/4 for 2 bars then 2/4 for 1 bar and then
repeats.


Intro and Verses:

A|-2---3---2-|-5-------5-|------|-10------10|-9-------9-|------
E|-----------|-----------|------|-----------|-----------|----3-
C|-0---------|-2---2-----|------|-----7-----|-----------|-2----
G|-0---------|-0---------|-0----|-9---------|-7---------|------
   |   |   |   |   |   |   |  |   |   |   |   |   |   |   |  |

Intro Riff:

A|-10--12--10-|-9---10---9-|-2---3---2-|-5-------5-|-------|
E|------------|------------|-----------|-----------|-------|
C|------------|------------|-0---------|-2---2-----|-------|
G|-9----------|-7----------|-0---------|-0---------|-0-----|



Chorus:

                   C
I...              driving...
     G  
The speed...            

Em
      City...

        D
And...  arm...
    
    C  Em        D
And I      had a feeling...

    C  Em        D
And I      had a feeling...

C           D
be...       be... 

Suggestion: during the verses, it can sound pretty cool if you
get a friend to strum the chords: C, G, Em, D in the background
:)

Fast Car

C#
There's a portrait
     Ab
In a back room
           F#
Which I'll keep for days upon
          C#
Which I relent 
              B
And gaze for hours on
    Bbm                  F#
The muscle, skin and bone
         Ab
Of some imaginary friend

F# Ab F#

        C#
So how about it 
        Ab
Show me please 
           F#
How I will look in twenty years
           C#
And let me please 
          B
Interpret history 
       Bbm        F#
In every line and scar 
               Ab                  
That's painted there in front of me

F# Ab F# Ab F# Ab

           C#
It doesn't matter
         Ab
What I'm thinking
       F#
What I tell myself to do
         C#      F#
I end up calling

       C#
I stay in to
                   Ab
Defrost the fridge
        F#
Now the kid has gone to bed
             C#
A feeling of dread
              B         
At least when she's around
    Bbm
The trouble's there
     F#                        Ab
It's worse to wake up with her falling 'round the room

F# Ab F# Ab F# Ab

       C#
Listen Johnny
              F#
You're like a mother
       C#                     F#
To the girl you've fallen for
                 C#
And you're still falling

       C#
Listen Johnny
              Ab
You're like a mother
       F#
To the girl you've fallen for
                 C#
And you're still falling

            B
And if they come tonight
       Bbm
You'll roll up tight
     F#             Ab
And take whatever's coming to you next (oh, oh oh oh)

 F# Ab to end.

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Intro: Em  A  Em  A

       Em               A                Em                   
 A
Verse: Be on my side or be on your side, there is no reason for you to hide,
       Em                 A
       Its so hard for me stayin' here all alone, when you could be takin'
       A                Em                                             A
       Me for a ride... She could drag me, over the rainbow, send me away


        G     D         A    G  D          A
Chorus:  Down by the ri-ver,  I shot my ba-by

 Em        A
 Ooh, Ooh, shot her dead


Verse 2:You take my hand I'll take your hand, together we may get away,

        This must madness is too much sorrow, its impossible to make it

        today... She could drag me, over the rainbow, send me away


(Chorus)

(Verse 1)

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