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Date: Sun, 14 Dec 1997 14:27:04 -0500
From: Tom Mallon 
To: guitar@olga.net
Subject: TAB: "Buzzbomb" by Dead Kennedys

Buzzbomb	by the Dead Kennedys
		from the album "Plastic Surgery Disasters"
		tabbed by Tom Mallon (tsmallon@syr.edu)

Most of the guitar parts in this song are a guitar figure that Ray
moves up and down as the chord changes. The figure looks like this
in G:

E -----------------------------------------------
B -----------------------------------------------
G -----------------------------------------------
D ---5-5--------5-5------------------------------
A ---5-5-6-5----5-5-6-5--------------------------
E ---3-3-----6--3-3-----6-3----------------------

Just move that up and down the neck as the chord changes.
Some of the other chords, mainly in the "chorusy" section
("Plow through rest area...") are just barre chords.


G

G#
Buzzbomb buzzbomb macho-mobile
G
The road's my slave that's how I feel
G#
I cruise alone I cruise real far
G
I don't love you I love my car

B      Bb      B      Bb
Oh, oh oh oh,  Oh, oh oh oh

G

G#
Cross Nevada at a 110
G
Highway 50 and there's nobody there
G#				G
Sign says next sign thirty miles

B
I work all week, each penny saved
Bb
Buys more escape from home
B
I'd rather cruise around all day
Bb
Than save up for a move

D
Plow through rest area San-o-Lets,
C			   B
Splat goes the lonely salesman
	   Bb	     G
Wanking in the men's room

G#
Buzzbomb buzzbomb tape up loud
G
Blue piss clinging to my windshield
G#			G
Faster faster in my car

B
Buzzbomb is my pride and joy
Bb
King of the trailer court
B
Waiting for the perfect chick
Bb
Who'll love me for my car

D
I tell her why I'm cool
C			  B
She coos back just what I like
          Bb
When I pretend she's near

GUIT SOLO (tremolo pick all these notes)

E -7----5----2-------0--2--3---5---2---------------------
B -------------------------------------------------------

E -7----5----2-------0--2--3---8---7---------------------
B -------------------------------------------------------

G#
Zip through Ely where Pat Nixon was born
G
The cops round here sure looking bored
G#				G
Flashing sirens state patrol

B
They're scratching up my gorgeous paint job
	Bb
They're shooting out my tires
B
Ain't no way to go to heaven
Bb
Buzzbomb cornered at the 7-11

G	G	G	G E