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Ladybug by Presidents of the United States of America

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Thursday, November 6th, 2008

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Presidents of the United States of America



These Are The Good Times People



Pop Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

Ladybug ladybug
Poke your head out of the rug
And you come see me and bring your jug
Cause when you come see me
That’s when you get your good love

Down below the fuzzy lawn
There’s some romance going on
You been steppin ’round with a beetle named John
I can tell cause you got your little long dress on
Boil weevil livin’ in the flour
Cold tuxedo in the shower
Gonna cross the room in about an hour

Maggot do a dance on the meat when the meat go sour
Maggot do a dance on the meat when the meat go sour

C’mon

Centipede centipede
Hit the disco half past three
Gonna crack that spine party in a pine tree
The DJs grooving And you’re moving to a broken beat
Dragonfly dragonfly
Stuck at the truck stop you can’t fly
You got mud on your wing clouds in the sky
You’re pretty and lucky that we did happen by
Troglodyte troglodyte
Didn’t make it to the party on a saturday night
Well we waited up late and we left on the light

We’re hopin’ that you won’t keep mopin’ but we think you might
Yea were hopin’ that you won’t keep mopin’ but we think you might

Ladybug ladybug
Poke your head out of the rug
And you come see me and bring your jug
Cause when you come see me
That’s when you get your good love

When you come see me
That’s when you get your good love
When you come see me
That’s when you get your good love
When you come see me
That’s when you get your good love
When you come see me
That’s when you get your good love
When you come see me
That’s when you get your good love

Yea!
Good love
You are my ladybug now

Good love
You are my ladybug now

Good love
You are my ladybug now

Good love

Bass

Feather Pluckn by Presidents of the United States of America

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Thursday, November 6th, 2008

Overview


Presidents of the United States of America



The Presidents of the United States of America



Pop Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

A billions of birdies squawkin’ out loud
Talkin’ in code to clams in the clouds
They send a secret message, they send it by worm
Some vibratin’ spiders will receive the word

But that’s totally
Feather-pluckin’
Insane
Ten million monkeys all pick up guitars
Nobody taught them how
Five thousand fishies rockin’ really, really, really hard
Nobody taught them how
Check-out chicken drivin’ (vinny’s) little blue car
Nobody taught them how

Flies like to fly, cause they don’t like to stay
They’re buzzin’ in the ears of a chicken all day
Chicken understand and they pick out the code
Send a sub-sonic signal through the snot in the middle
Of an elephant’s long wet cold grey nose

But that’s totally
Feather-pluckin’
Insane
Ten million monkeys all pick up guitars
Nobody taught them how
Five thousand froggies rockin’ really, really, really hard
Nobody taught them how
Check-out chicken drivin’ (vinny’s) little blue car
Nobody taught them how

Oh yeah, Oh yeah

Everybody’s supernova

Bass

Dune Buggy by Presidents of the United States of America

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Thursday, November 6th, 2008

Overview


Presidents of the United States of America



The Presidents of the United States of America



Pop Rock


DIFFICULTY

BAND 1
GUITAR
DRUM
VOCALS
BASS

Guitar

Drums

Vocals

Lyrics

A little blind spider took the wheel
Navigatin’ grass blades completely by feel
Got a sassy chassis, sparklin in the sun
All four small bald fat tires
rockin through the sand and burnin’ up

Little dune buggy in the sand
Little blue dune buggy in my hand

I got a rubber-band motor hummin’ on a beach, ready for fun
Quit spinnin’ and webbin’, come out play in the sun
Eight thimble-sized cylinders, be as smooth as you please
Spider’s bad-ass fat old abdomen stuck in the buggy seat

Squishy transmission was caught in drive
Spider man was squinting at the sand in the sky
Spider woman in the front seat, screamin’ “Go, Go, Go,”
He’s ridin’ the accelerator down to the floor with his fuzzy little toe

Little blue dune buggy

Bass