Shippensburg

	  		Intro: ( Dm Bb Gm C ) x4 

     Dm                 Gm          Dm                  Gm 
You know what makes me happy, the things that make you sad 
     Dm             Gm                   Dm       Gm 
The feel that I controls absorbed by the radio jag 
     Dm        Gm            Dm            Gm 
I found my indecision, the product of the media grime 
     Dm             Gm                 Dm     Gm    C 
The feel that I control will have you press rewind 

F                       Gm                    F 
And now I'm on the wings, hoping that you'll hear 
                        Gm                    F 
Don't bother to respond, you love to hear me again 
                                Gm              F                  Gm 
And when the sun beams down all of your lies, close, close, yeah close the light 

Solo: ( Dm Bb Gm C ) x4 

    Dm         Bb           Gm    C    Dm         Bb   Gm  C  
The sky's all grey in the barracks, I know I'm a lousy hero 
      Dm    Bb      Gm          C       Dm   Bb   Gm  C  
The classic act of feeling is that of a memory 

F                                Gm                 F                  Gm 
And you are peering down through parascopic eyes, close, close, yeah close (conscience) 

  Bb      F        C              Gm 
I try to hide the fact that I'm afraid 
       Bb        F        C               Bb       Dm      Gm     NC  ( Dm Bb Gm C ) x4 
We'll drive the band to Shippensburg and hope that we get played 

 ( Dm Bb Gm C ) x4 

Dm          Bb       Gm   C Dm             Bb     Gm     C  
And in the end of a season,    the voices turn it all off 
     Dm          Bb      Gm      C           Dm        Bb     Gm    C  
The things that were so meaningless 'til the next one comes along 

  Bb      F        C              Gm 
I try to hide the fact that I'm afraid 
       Bb        F        C               Bb       Dm      Gm     
We'll drive the band to Shippensburg and hope that we get played  (that's good)