Brian Wilson
Barenaked ladies

Submitted By Tiny man




CAPO ON 3rd FRET



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Drove downtown in the rain, 9:30 on a Tuesday night
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Just to check out the late night record shop
G     D             C
Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, call it insane
G                 D        Bm   C
But when I'm surrounded I just can't st - op



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It's a matter of instinct, it's a matter of conditioning, a matter of fact
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You can call me Pavlov's dog
G        D             C
Ring a bell and I'll salivate, well how'd you like that
G          D               Bm   C
Dr. Landy tell me you're not just a pedagogue,



[CHORUS]

                 G            D             C
'cause right now I'm Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
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Well I'm, lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did











G    D       C                      G
So I'm lying here,  just staring at the ceiling tiles
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And I'm thinking about, whoa what to think about
G   D         C                G
Just listening and relistening to smiley smile
        D               Bm       C
And I'm wondering if this is some kind of creative doubt




[CHORUS]

      G            D             C
because I'm Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
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Well I'm, lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did





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And if you wanna find me I'll be   out in the sandbox
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Just wondering where the hell all the love has gah-ah-ahn
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Playing my guitar and building castles in the sun, whoa-whoa-oh-oh
    D                 G
And singing fun, fun, fun




CHORUS]

G            D             C
 I'm Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
     G         D              Em   Em/C  Em/C#  Em/C
Well I'm, lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did










Am    E7    Am             E7           Am
    I had a dream that I was three hundred pounds
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And though I was very heavy I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground
  E7         Am           E7
I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground
Am           E7
Somebody help me (I couldn't see the ground)
Am           E7
Somebody help me (I couldn't see the ground)
Am         E7
Somebody help meeeeee,




[CHORUS]
      G            D             C
because I'm Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
     G         D              Em   Em/C  Em/C#  Em/C
Well I'm, lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did






G     D              C                      G
Drove downtown in the ray-ee-ain, 9:30 on a Tuesday night
        D                  Bm   C                 G
Just to check out the late night record shop (late night record shop)
        D             C
Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, or call it insane (whoa-oh)
G               D                       Bm      Cmaj7
'Cause when I'm surrounded I just can't stah-ah-ah-p



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