Down at the Club
[The Vines]
Verse 1:
I sat up on the stage
Where the audience was paid to watch
to watch the reeling of an eye
I didn't have a clue
Worked out what I was tryna do
Now I keep stealing for a light
Chorus 1:
So, why do you make me say you're right
Why do you make me say?
Verse 2:
I'm walking through the rain
So sick of dealing with the pain
I put my head up to the sky
The highway was a mess
Each day it seems that they care less
About the holes I've got to climb
Chorus 2:
So, why do you make me say you're right
Why do you make me say
You're right away......... maybe you're right
Maybe you're
Middle:
Down at the club where the average man goes
He doesn't ask much for his money
He's going to work, well he's going to be late
He presses his luck, It's not funny
Solo (over verse chords):
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D|---0-2-0-----------0-2-0-----------------------------|
A|---------3---------------3-----0-2-3-----3-3---------|
E|-3---------3-3-3-3---------3-3-------4-4------3---3--|
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D|---0-2-0-----------0-2-0-----------------------------|
A|---------3---------------3-----0-2-3-----3--5-3-2-0--|
E|-3---------3-3-3-3---------3-3-------4-4-------------|
Repeat Chorus 1
End on C