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Wasn't That a Time? chords by Andy prieboy

  • Em

  • E

  • Am

  • F#

    2
  • F#dim

    4
  • B

    2
  • C

  • G

  • Bbm

Verse 1
Em
E
Am
Em
E
Well,
Am
F#
F#dim
Em
we did n't have a nickel
E
or a dollar or a dime
Em
Am
But we didn't mind,
F#dim
wasn't that a time?
Em
And we drank and we drank
till we almost went blind
Am
Quervo and lime, I went black
F#dim
Wasn't that, wasn't that the time?
Em
F#
And we roared down Hollywood and Vine
Am
To leather Frankensteins
B
It's a look that now just
looks so Columbine
Em
And we swore we'd never compromise
F#
Am
On our wills we'd rise
B
Fully realize the side of crime we'd climb
Em
B
Em
In the capital city of the Philistines
C
G
B
I mean in the capital of
E
Em
E
the Philistines
Em
We lived in a loft with 20 other guys
Am
Man, it was a stye
Em
Wasn't that a time?
When we jumped in
a dumpster just to dine
E
On whatever we'd find
Em
Watermelon rind?
E
That's fine!
Em
Wasn't that a time?
In the wake of cultural decline
F#
Am
On Ronald Reagan's dime
B
We were living less like men
and more like swine
Em
E
F#
And we swore we'd never compromise
Am
On our wills we'd rise
B
Fully realized on Regenstein
we climb
E
Em
C
in the capital city of the Philistines
G
B
Em
I mean in the capital of the Philistines
E
Em
Am
F#dim
Em
Am
F#dim
E
We surrendered our souls
Em
Am
to the great divine, wo mankind,
E
wasn't that a time?
Em
E
Mine wrote plays and yours did mime,
Am
Angeline and Angeline,
F#
E
weren't they, weren't they,
Em
weren't they sublime?
And they quoted Flath and
F#
Proust and Stein,
Am
annotated Bodenheim,
B
but in time my drug -addicted valentine,
Em
E
F#
along with your sweet child of mine,
Am
left us both behind,
B
to give the heart and mind to their art.
Well, an art of a kind,
the art of massage
E
and a bump and grind
Em
F#
And I did yours and she did mine,
Am
laying in touch wine
B
What a pool of phallic sapphic
monkey shines
Quoting Platt and Bodenheim,
drunk on wine
Almost blind to dumpster diving Frankenstein's
had pre -configured Columbine
C
G
And dined on Reagan's dime
B
Em
In the capital of the Pillow Steins
C
G
B
I mean, in the capital city of
E
the Pylos steams
Em
We were young and dumb
and out of our minds
F#
Sticking our tongue
Bbm
in anyone we'd find
B
Wasn't that,
Em
C
G
wasn't that a time?
B
You
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