I snagged this from another tab site. I didn't tab it, but it didn't have a tabbers name on it. Well, whoever did you, you did a *** good job on a *** good song.

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we want a band that plays loud and hard every night and doesnt care how many   
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people counted at the door will ravel one million miles for nothin but a plate 

of food and a place to rest

(then its the same chord pattern for the rest of the verse and the whoas)

and strike chords that cut like a knife
mean so much more
than a t shirt or a ticket stub theyll stop at nothin short of a massacre
and everyone will leave with the memory there was no place else in the world
this is where they always belonged
whooooooaaaaa

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and we'll dance like no one was watching
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with one fist in the air
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our arenas just basements and
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bookstores across an underground america
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with this fire (with this fire!) we could light


(i dont know this little part right here, but it sounds pretty punk rock if you *** it up and then yell straight into the 2-3-4!.. hehe)

(the chord pattern for the second verse is the same as the first.)

2-3-4!
just gimme a scene where the music is free and the
beer is not the life of the party and theres
no need to *** talk or impress, cause honesty and emotion are
not looked down upon. 

and every promise thats made and bragged is meant if not
kept. we do it all because we have to not because we know 
why. beyond gender, class and race we'll find what really holds us back
whooooooaa

make everybody think that theyre the beginning and ending of everything
and we all are stronger than everything they taught us that we should fear


Copied and Pasted by Alex Suczewski