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1998 Tab

by Rancid


Rancid - 1998
VERSE 
                    
White Stones, Queens 1974 
                                       
Fathers talking shit motherfucker slam the door 
                                          
Hittin' the streets runnin' can I take it any more
                            
In the reins of the trains I cuddle on the floor


                                            
Well the park bench, door and sleeping here for free
                                     
Little kids sitting in the shooting gallery
                                  
Set yourself up from innocence to misery
                           
Oh if this is what you want not the way of what they fucking

CHORUS:

         
Say (say) Yeah (yeah)
                                      
Hangin out with Sid yet again in the USA-A
            
Sidney Sidney in the USA


BRIDGE
e|-------------------------------------------------|-------------------|
B|-------------------------------------------------|-------------------|
G|--------7-----------5-----------3----------------|-------------------|
D|-----7-----7-----5-----5-----3-----3--------5----|--3-3-3-3--7-7-7-7-|
A|--5-----------3-----------1--------------5-----5-|--3-3-3-3--7-7-7-7-|
E|--------------------------------------3----------|--1-1-1-1--5-5-5-5-|
Verse
Lower east side 1976
Who's got the dope and who's turning tricks
Should I call a user all for a fix
Rippin off some lady just to avoid from gettin sick

                                         
But a life runs low when you got no where to go
                                         
What the fuck happens to your soul when your low 
                           
Is he comin' over is he comin' home 
                       
Oh momma's disappointed waiting by the phone

           
Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah)
                                      
Hangin out with Sid yet again in the USA-A
            
Sidney Sidney in the USA


BRIDGE   
    (x3)
  
    (x3)
    

VERSE 

                 
Same fuckin' shit 1998 
                                    
Lifting bait, and motherfuckers that he hates 
                                   
Hit some fucking people by the Kennedy strait 
                       
Who's got the bag gonna seal his fate? 


                                        
Well the park bench, door sleeping here for free
                                     
Little kids sitting in the shooting gallery 
                               
Set yourself up for manifested misery 
                          
Well this is what you want not the way they fucking

         
Say (say) Yeah (yeah)
                                      
Hangin out with Sid yet again in the USA-A
            
Sidney Sidney in the USA

     (w/ending)
Guitar 2 does this alot though verses
e|------------------------------------------|-------------------------|
B|-------10-------10-------10---------------|-------15--13--11--9--10-|
G|--13-------13-------13-------12--10-------|-------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------12-|--12---------------------|
A|------------------------------------------|-------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------|-------------------------|