NOFX tablature guide by SkunX42@aol.com Oi all you punx out there! i'm compiling everything i know by NOFX to make it easier for all you! this is basically everything i know, and i know it isn't anywhere near all their stuff, but it should help someone out there.. CHORD CHART E F F# G G# A Bb B C |------------------------------------------------------| |------------------------------------------------------| |--1---------------------------------------------------| |--2----3----4-----5----6-----7----8-----9-----10------| |--2----3----4-----5----6-----7----8-----9-----10------| |--0----1----2-----3----4-----5----6-----7-----8-------| A Bb B C C# D Eb Eii Fii |-----------------------------------------------------------| |--2--------------------------------------------------------| |--2-----3-----4-----5-----6-----7-----8-----9------10------| |--2-----3-----4-----5-----6-----7-----8-----9------10------| |--0-----1-----2-----3-----4-----5-----6-----7------8-------| |-----------------------------------------------------------| F#ii Gii G#ii Aii G5 G7 Cadd9 F7 |------------------------------3----------------------| |------------------------------3----------------------| |--11----12----13------14------0-----------------2----| |--11----12----13------14------0---------2-------3----| |--9-----10----11------12-----------2----3------------| |------------------------------3----3-----------------| that's all the chords you'll be using, if any of 'em are on there twice without the little "ii" thingy it means you can play them either way. when it shows up like this: chord1-chord2 play the first one once then go to the 2nd one on the next strum if that's too confusing, just listen to the album where i wrote those and you should get it. ok, here goes... _____________________________________________________________________________ YOU DRINK YOU DRIVE YOU SPILL Intro: A, C, D, Eii, Gii, Aii, Eii Verse: A C F G i say don't drink and drive you might spill your drink (same chords) before you get behind the wheel just stop and think you can take your chances but there's so much to lose another bumpy road is so much wasted booze CHORUS: F G A F G A i'm not so worried bout how many i kill F G C B F G C i'm much more concerned how much beer i spill F G C how much beer i spill... C, B A, C, D, Eii, Gii, Aii (little solo) A, C, D, Eii, Gii, Aii, Eii Verse2: i say don't drink and drive you might spill your drink before you get behind the wheel just stop and think 35% of accidents are caused by pixilated the other 65% are not alcohol related what does this tell us about drunk drivers they seem to have a better record than the sober team CHORUS A, C, D, Eii, Gii, Aii (solo again) Verse3: i say don't drink and drive you might spill your drink... _____________________________________________________________________________ MORON BROTHERS Intro: C, D-C C, F, D, Fii C G F G talking bout the moron bros, tatood fingers tattooed toes Riff: |------------------------| |----------9-------------| |---sl.\9------9--8--7---| |------------------------| |------------------------| |------------------------| C, Fii-Eii-D, D, Fii-Eii-D, Fii-Eii-D, C C F they're idiots they're losers they're scum C Eii D C F taking advantage of everyone (same chords) your a dog they're your fleas doin everything they can to spread disease Riff take you beer take your drugs leave with you microscopic bugs their company's something you won't miss when your icetrays are filled with piss Riff C G F G they are the moron brothers don't get along with others C G they'll whine they'll bitch F they'll fuck you if you're rich (same chords) they'll leach they'll latch they are the itch you can't scratch doo doo doo do do do do... C F they'll ink your face tape your eyes closed D Fii tobasco's in your mouth there's mustard up your nose when your head is shaved you'll think the worst has passed just try to move your leg they put you in a cast yeah C-C, B-B, A, F, G they are the moron brothers, don't get along with others they may not go down in history, they'll go down on your sister... _____________________________________________________________________________ SHOWERDAYS Intro: A, D, A Riff1: |-------------------------------------------------------------| |-------------------------------------------------------------| |---------------------------------------------------------9---| |----------------------3-4-3-4-3-4----5-6-5-6-5-6-----7-------| |------2-3-2-3-2-3--5---------------7---------------7---------| |---5---------------------------------------------------------| A, C, Eii, B, A, Fii, Eii, C A Verse: A C in the morning i awake i feel my bladder bout to break G F G scratch my balls and rub my eyes feelin lousy my girlfriend tells me that it's time to take a bath i say no not today, it's only tuesday A riff1 Verse2: once every 24 hours i'm supposed to take a shower that's not the way i do it, do it, do it personal hygiene is the last thing on my mind i don't wanna do it, do it, do it A CHORUS: F G A you know it doesn't make a difference to me F C G every day i do the same old thing F G A so why should i have to be clean F C D Fii those dreaded wednesdays and saturdays, also known as showerdays i hate them Riff1 Bridge: Riff2 |-----------------| |-----------------| |-----------------| |-----------------| |--0-2-3-2-3-2-3--| |-----------------| A, G, F, G, A riff2 CHORUS riff2 A _____________________________________________________________________________ TOGETHER ON THE SAND Intro: |---4--4-----3--3----2--2----1--1--------1---| |---4-----4--3----3--2----2--1----1---1------| |---4--------3-------2-------1------1--------| |--------------------------------------------| |--------------------------------------------| |--------------------------------------------| A, C#, C#-C-B, D, A-C A C# C#-C-B together on the sand, we walked hand in hand D C on the beachfront she smiled at me as she tightly held my hand i had my fingers up her country music played on the radio so i turned it off we walked down to the water as she grabbed onto my honker a wave swept us away B, C#, C-B B C# C-B whoa-oh _____________________________________________________________________________ KILL ALL THE WHITE MAN ska part: |--1--3--5---| |--1--3--5---| |------------|those are the chords, the rhythm |------------|should be easy enough to figure out |------------| |------------| CHORUS: oh yeah oh yeah, kill all the white man Verse: the white man call himself civilized cause he knows how to take over the white man come to pillage my village now he tell me i have to bend over CHORUS Verse2: no i do not like the white man up in me he rape all my people as he rape my country everything i love and cherish he try to take away we will be rid of him, soon come the day CHORUS (fast part) C, G, Bb, F C kill all the white man G kill all the white man Bb kill all the white man F kill all the white man _____________________________________________________________________________ BOB C he spent 15 years gettin loaded F 15 years till his liver exploded now what's Bob gonna do now that he can't drink? the doctor said... C what you been thinking 'bout? F bob said that's the point, i wasn't thinkin bout C F nothin, now i gotta do something else OI OI OI (same chords, just faster) to pass the time had someone shave his head he got a new identity 62 holed air cushioned boots and a girl who rides a scooter to take him out Riff: |---------------------------| |--5--5--8--8--5--5--6--6---| |--5--5--7--7--5--5--5--5---| |---------------------------| |---------------------------| |---------------------------| (w/riff) they would get away ridin around as the trucks go by you could hear the motherfuckers go... trumpet solo (same chords as before) a couple of lines an extra thermos of joe he'll be kickin in heads at the punk rock show bob's the kinda guy who knows just what Eii Fii bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do when the doctor tells him to... C Bb quit your drinking now's the time F G will he ever walk the line? to all my friends who feel just great will he ever walk the line kickin ass and bustin heads, red suspenders once a day he shaves his head but will he ever walk the line... riff shoo ba doo boo bop shoobedoo boo beep beep bob _____________________________________________________________________________ STRAIGHT EDGE i'm not really sure about this one but try messing around with the chords D, C, G and G, Bb cause those are the Minor Threat way _____________________________________________________________________________ LIZA AND LOUISE Intro: (gtr.1) A, C-G, C-D, Eii (gtr.2) play improv solo around 5th to 10th frets on botton 3 stg.s Verse: A C G C D liza's had enough of men she said she won't get burned again Eii A she said they don't know how to fuck her last boyfriend the shmuck shared with her a nice disease kept her passive on her knees till one day she took his car and rove it to the city A, A-G#-G PreChorus: G C Eii liza had put down a few when she met this girl named lou D who convinced her to go home with her A G# G she said "my name's louise" and would you take your clothes off please? i wanna take you to the moon and back so get on your back CHORUS: G C with a flick of the tongue she made her scream D A she made her laugh she made her dance G D Eii she was happy for the first time and you know she wanted more improv solo in same area Verse2: now with her legs spread wider she needed to have louise inside her she said i'll never forget the first time you kissed me now i want you to fist me louise didn't need a second invitation, she knew just what to do yeah she knew just what to do PreChorus2: liza had cum a few times before but she had never even seen the door into the world of pleasure of the flesh she felt just like 16, and her life before now was a dream or even a nightmare that's over and done just like warm healing rays shining from the sun CHORUS2: they make her beam they make her laugh they make her dance she was happy for the first time and you know she wanted more! you know she wanted more... (w\little solo) _____________________________________________________________________________ PLEASE PLAY THIS SONG ON THE RADIO Intro: (gtr.1) G5 (gtr.2) G, D, E, C, G, D, E, C, B-A-G solo (improvise) Verse: G D we wrote this song E C it's not too short it's not too long G D E C C-C it's got backup vocals in just the right places (same chords) it's got a few oohs and ahhs and it takes a little pause G D A B-C right before i sing the 2nd chorus CHORUS: G D E C B-A-G please play this song on the radio Verse2: almost every line is sung in time and almost every verse ends in a rhym only problem we had was writing enough words.... ooh ahh but that's ok cause the chorus is coming up again now CHORUS solo again CHORUS (w\o gtr) CHORUS stop for a second, then start again Verse3: right about this time some shithead will be drawin a fat fucking line over the title on the back sleeve, what an asshole so mr. dj, i hope you already made your segway or the fcc is gonna take a shit right on your head CHORUS: can't play this song on the radio _____________________________________________________________________________ BUGGLEY EYES C, B, A, F, G, C-G-C C B A did you ever go to sleep with Bo Derek F G C-G-C and wake up with Bo Diddley? did you ever go to sleep with bo derek and wake up wit bo diddley? C Eii you got so loaded you thought that she's A F G the most beautiful gal you ever did see well did you ever... C, B, A, F, G, C-G-C C, Eii, A, F, G C Eii woke up in the mornin to your surprise A F G a couple melons in tube socks and buggley eyes did you ever... _____________________________________________________________________________ LINOLEUM Intro: Eii E, G#, C#, A, A, B Eii E G# possesions never meant anything to me, i'm not crazy C# A A B well that's not true i got a bed and a guitar (same chords) and a dog named bob who pisses on my floor that's right i got a floor, so what? so what? so what? so what? i've got pockets full of kleenex and lint and holes where everything is poured into me just seems to fall right down my leg and onto the floor, my closest friend linoleum linoleum supports my head, gives me something to believe E B that's me on the beachside combin the sand C# A metal meter in my hand sportin a pocket full of change that's me on the street with a violin under my chin playin with a grin, singing gibberish that's me on the back of the bus, that's me in the cell that's me inside your head, that's me inside your head E, G#, C#, A, A, B Eii _____________________________________________________________________________ LEAVE IT ALONE Intro: D, A, D, C, D Verse: F A breathe ever so soft we D C Bb C wouldn't want to break the eggs as we walk never alone, cautious afraid i hear the voice of reason on the PA leave it alone, follow the grain we couldn't stop the irresistible force leave it the same, change with the leaves bringin in the sheaves bringin in the old F F leave it alone (gtr. 1\gtr.2) Aii\A G#ii\G# Gii\G E E E E E E na na na na na na na na na breathe ever so slight we couldn't take away their god given right leave it alone, heel and stay roll over and shake and beg for the bone leave it alone na na na.... _____________________________________________________________________________ DON'T CALL ME WHITE F# A E CHORUS: don't call me white don't call me white.. Riff: E E E, E A A E F# A E riff your connotations wearin my nuts thin F# A E riff could it be semantics generating the mess we're in? F# A F# E i understand that language breeds stereotype A but what's the explanation for the malice? for the spite? CHORUS i wasn't brought here i was born circumsized catoregized allegiance sworn does this mean i have to take such shit for being fair-skinned no i ain't part of no conspiracy i'm just your average joe CHORUS C# represents everything i hate A E the soap shoved in the mouth to cleanse the mind a vast majority of sheep their buttoned collars starched and bleached constricting veins the blood flow to the brain slows they're so fucking ordinary white CHORUS riff Eii D A oh.......we're better off this way oh.......say what you're gonna say F# A F# E so go ahead and label me an asshole cause i can A accept responsibility for what i've done but not for who i am CHORUS riff _____________________________________________________________________________ FLEAS Intro: Cadd9, G7, F7 then gtr.2 plays C, G, Bb, F C G F Bb father used to say you'll sleep with dogs next day wake up in bed scratchin with inevitable fleas at 10 years old you listen to what you're told but i never felt the itch, i never would C, G, Bb, F mother had forbidden me to waste away my life she wanted to have all the things i could never buy you G C don't stop what i've begun Bb C F you're my one my only son Bb C G follow what i say not what i've done G C Bb C F shower scrub and shave cleanly boys don't misbehave Bb C G follow what i say not what i've done... C, G, Bb, F _____________________________________________________________________________ THE BREWS B, F#, Eii, Eb, F# B F# friday night we'll be drinkin menashavitz Eii Eb F# goin out to terrorize goyem stompin shagitz, screwin shicksas as long as we're home by saturday mornin cause hey! Eii F# B we're the brews sportin anti swastika tattoos oi! oi! we're the boys, orthodox hasidic o.g. ois B, F#, Eii, Eb, F# orthopedic dr. martens good for waffle making kickin through the shins reputation gained through intimidation pacifism no longer tradition cause hey! we're the brews sportin anti swastika tattoos oi! oi! we're the brews the fairfax ghetto boys skinheaded brews D A we've got the might Eii G psycho meshuganas can't lose a fight and we are the chosen ones chutspam driven we battle and we beef we celebrate we separate our milk plate from our meat oi oi! CHORUS2: A G D we're the brews, sportin anti swastika tattoos we're the boys, orthodox hasidic o.g.ois hey c'mon ya shmucks, one more time for herschel! CHORUS2 x2 dai-dai-anou.... _____________________________________________________________________________ THE QUASS (this is different from the other way i posted this song but i think this sounds better!) E E E E E E keep doin that for a while the play Riff: |------------| |------------| |------------|repeat that a bunch PMing F in between |--0-10-12---| |--0-10-12---| |--0-10-12---| B F# E F# waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh the quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaass Bass thingy: |-----------| |-----------|repeated a bunch |-----------| |--0-10-12--| _____________________________________________________________________________ JEFF WEARS BIRKENSTOCKS Intro: D later, add these fills: |------------|-------------------|-----------| |------------|--7p5-5h7-7p5-5h7--|-----------| |---7-5h7-7--|-------------------|--7--5--7--| |------------|-------------------|-----------| |------------|-------------------|-----------| |------------|-------------------|-----------| D A G don't wanna chill don't wanna sit C D don't wanna hear no hippie shit A don't tell me i've closed my mind (rake top 2 stg.s going down then up) don't wanna groove don't wanna dig don't wanna spend the day naked don't like my music country fried CHORUS: D G he's got a tie-dyed rancid shirt D G wears his birkenstocks to work D C G is he a jerk? no! just confused jeff don't wear regular shoes D, A, G, C, D, A, G, G, GGGG fat mike i gotta let y'know it's not the groove it's their live show and all the people i get to meet plenty of good vibes and decent drugs stinky people give you hugs walk around in your bare feet CHORUS (play same as Verses but slower) shoes... OutrO: same as Intro _____________________________________________________________________________ PUNK GUY C G D B crazier than GG, more PC than Ian got colored teeth like Johnny exudes a vicous disposition his hair sticks out like colins did he jumps similar to springa yeah D D D D B B B B he points his middle finga C G D not just a singer in the band C G C# voted biggest asshole and role model of the year C C C C G G G G got a face like charles bronson D B straight outta green bay wisconsin C G D not just a singer in the band C G he'll puke on you, he'll fuck your mom C# he'll smoke while huffing gas C G he was the punkest motherfucker i ever did see aw hell, he's even more punk than me! C G he shoulda been on the cover D B he shoulda been on the cover C G D been on the cover of punk and disorderly yeah! _____________________________________________________________________________ HOBOPHOBIC bass intro: |----------------------------| |----------------------------| |-------5-5-5---------3-3-3--| |--3-3---------5-5-5---------| Verse: G D A C hobo, i'm hobophobic so what? ah ah ah scared of bums not just because they stink bad not just beacause they're crackers from drinking too much lysol CHORUS: B C G D A C let them be just don't get fuckin near me Verse2: infested with micorscopic bugs and endocrin systematic doo doo why don't they get a job? CHORUS ah ah ah _____________________________________________________________________________ PHILTHY PHIL PHILANTHROPIST Intro: A, G, D Verse(w/ ska strumming, fast muted upstrokes): A G D there's something wrong with mass consumption A G D why do we want what we don't need? A G D C alcohol burn it clean asphalt methamphetamine A G A D A F# will make it seem alright, gonna make it seem alright D E A livin in the hunger underground A F# some people say i got a problem with authority so D E A what if i do man it beats relinquishing control CHORUS: A B philthy phil philanthropist D E you've taken when you should've give away (same chords) philthy phil you gave to us, we cannot repay A D-A Verse2: there's somethin grand about bein nothing there's somethin lame about being grand alcohol squirtin gun no more holidays in the sun that's me not being you that's me not being you either part of the solution or the problem can there not be a middle ground for just the anybody? replace superman with joe ordinary CHORUS A D-A CHORUS A, G, D ____________________________________________________________________________ FREEDOM LIKA SHOPPING CART Intro: A, D, F#, G (those are the basic chords played under a riff that's probably played with the stg.s in the chords) A Verse: a christian an anarchist slash prostitute A figures out the true meaning of freedom F# G D not freedom like america, freedom like a shopping cart Chorus: A E kick back, no tense B D you got a bag of grub cost you about 50 cents (same chords) no fear, no fuckin feat malt liquor tastes much better on the street Verse2: A F# G crustin', a way of life for heroines D and heroes who hitchhike the road to (same chords) eden, not eden like the garden state eden like that state of mind Chorus2: kick back, cheap thrills you'll do anything for a laugh even if it kills ya the bridge you took it out the ticket takers suddenly lost count Bridge: A E C# D sleepin under rays, your teeth crumblin away A B Eii say goodbye to all responsibility you never wanted it man A E G D Verse3: wastin' time whenever you get the chance which happens to be all the time Chorus3: kick back, free meals a couple of times a day you make a couple of shady deals no work, no fuckin pay cardboard condominium by the bay Bridge2: between the red and black you're never goin back say goodbye to all responsibility you never wanted it man _____________________________________________________________________________ RELEASE THE HOSTAGES Intro: A, F, G, E Aii, Fii, Gii, Eii A F G E A stop! have a beer it's on me has anyone ever told you F G E that you look like a star, heard it said at the (same chords) bar so i drink cause it makes me happier than being alone Aii Fii Gii Eii my good friend johnny walker Aii Fii Gii Eii keeps me warm like a cunt Fii Gii Aii Gii Fii seems like everybody's got somethin i have not Gii C Gii Fii a reason not to die, death to mr. right Gii C cause that's not me Interlude: C, D, Aii, Gii F G A G F seems like everybody's got something i have not G C G F a reason not to die so i say death to mr. right G C G F he makes me sad yeah yeah yeah (repeat and add little solos) _____________________________________________________________________________ WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH KIDS TODAY? Intro: A A, C, A, C, A, C, G Verse: A C A C there's something wrong with the kids in my neighborhood A C G they always listen to mom they disregard civil disobedience they'd rather do what they're told F C G they don't drink or fuck or fight F C G they stay home and read expand their minds A, C, A, C, A, C, G Verse2: there's something wrong with the kids in my cul-de-sac they're always goin to church they dress well and they speak articulate they show each other respect F C G they don't cheat they don't smoke or break rules F C G they eat right they study hard they like school there's something wrong with the kids in my neighborhood _____________________________________________________________________________ LOVE STORY Intro: G, D, Eii, G, D, C, G, D, A, C, D Verse: G D Eii partly owned tudor house G D C with a white picket fence G D A C D mother waits for father in a backless dress hardly used diaphragm put back into it's case a one-way trip down memory lane as she awaits CHORUS: E i don't wanna know G cheat me Verse2: children play in the yard mother stares at a wall father said he's gonna be back late so don't wait up about a quarter to 3 father stares at a wall stained thicker than water, who's gonna clean it up? CHORUS repeat Verse1 and CHORUS really fast! _____________________________________________________________________________ AUGUST 8TH (in case all you don't know, august 8th is the day the fatass juknie jerry garcia died. may it soon be a holiday) Intro: G, D, E, D, G, D, C, D (pick single stg.s) Verse: G D E D birds sing, there's not a cloud in the sky G D C D yeah august 8th is a beautiful day i see a bunch of hippies cryin yeah august 8th is a beautiful day (louder!) G D Eii D like wakin up from a real bad dream G D C D suddenly everything is OK the storm has passed the sun is shining yeah august 8th is a beautiful day CHORUS: Eii C D B what's goin on? what's goin on? is somethin bumming your scene there's somethin wrong, there's somethin wrong, i'm not tryin to be mean Verse2: the air is sweet the summer flowers bloomin nowhere in sight is there anything gray feeling of joy are fillin the street yeah august 8th is a beautiful day like waking up from a fucked up dream suddenly everything' lookin good there's been no permanenet damage done yeah august 8th came right when it should CHORUS Verse3: poor jeff, poor little timmy turtle stayin home on such a beautiful day... _____________________________________________________________________________ BRAIN CONSTIPATION Aii (PMed) Aii, Eii, Gii, D Verse: Aii Eii Gii D Aii Eii Gii Aii can't stop obsessing all the alienation my head is bleedin frickin brain constipation (um, sorry guys, but that's all me gots fer now! i'll add more when i get the rest. this song is pissing me off! it won't let me figure the whole damn thing out!) _____________________________________________________________________________ I DON'T WANT YOU AROUND (this probably won't sound as good without trumpets) ska riff: D, Fii, Eii, D Verse(w\ska riff): j-j-jenny so may times i tried to get away you follow me all over town i'll display it there's no way else to say it i just don't want you i don't want you around CHORUS: D Fii i don't want you around Eii you follow me around you bring me down D i don't want you around D, Fii, Eii, D Verse2: when it was time to go i had nothin to say don't you look at me don't you look at me that way CHORUS2: i love you! oh really? please go away Solo: (mess around on the 3rd and 2nd stg.s around the 7th to 9th frets) Verse3: what gave you the idea? get it outta your head you follow us around we're not we're not the grateful dead CHORUS3: i wanted to be friends but you wanted more so like i told you before i don't want you around can't you see i don't want you around... _____________________________________________________________________________ THE BLACK AND WHITE Bass intro: |-----------------| |-----------------| |-----------------| |--0-0-0-0-0-2-3--| E, E, F#-G, G (gtr.2 comes in) Eii, F#ii, Gii (improv solo) Verse: C D G mr. mccarthy killed the lights F B C he didn't wake his lovely wife C D G he left the key inside the door woke on the wrong side of the bed she can't remember what he said but she sure knew what he had done PreChorus: A F little choices in a C G little town maybe a C G F little man has right to be afraid biblic moralization identity frustration confused man cannot follow his heart CHORUS: B C F so he may be fucking her G C but he's thinking about him C, D, G, F, B, C, D, G Verse2: catherine mckinnon does exist she likes to call herself a feminist a crusader who fights the pate but what she really hates is sex erotic images oppress debases women as a whole PreChorus2: simple sloutions created by black and white thinking too bad the world not work that way catherine should get busy porkin that dolt andrea dworkin i think they need a good hard fuck CHORUS2: so she may be off her back now she needs to get off ours Bridge: C, B, A, D C B A D little man sits alone C D G his sexuality's been cut in stone C D G D C he don't love her and she don't really care C D G two victims of the black and white C, D, G, F, B-C, D, G the black and white... _____________________________________________________________________________ well, this thing certainly is short! but i have "Scavenger Type" comin soon as well as the rest of "Brain Constipation"! so i'll write em in as soon as they're done! enjoy!