Tickle The Truth

Widespread Panic

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Tono:
Am G She complained, you look
Dm Am different, yeah, but I'm keeping my name
Am G You're not drinking the usual, I
Dm Am said it all tastes the same
Am G She fled, you smell like L.A.,
F yeah, but check out my new frames
G D You know these cool shades make
E Em E Em you look bitching
Am G Oh, she split from our table
Dm Am mumbling remember to tip
Am G I had a twenty in ready but I
Dm Am said I might skip
Am G Some people act funny when you're
F just trying to be hip
G D Oh, spend a little time outside
E Em E Em the kitchen
Am G Dm Magnificent miles, trying out
Am this new walk
Am G And people are watching, it's like
Dm Am stepping on chalk
Am G F Learning curves behind like a memory stalks
G D E But in all it's an innocent
Em E Em mission
Am G She rang late last night, said
Dm Am that wasn't you, was it?
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Am G Dm I said all colors of money are
Am fit for deposit
Am G F Half naked right now, I've got soup in the closet
G D Oh, it's sometimes with words I'm
E Em E Em just fishing
Am G Dm Should I come over? It sounds
Am like you need me
Am G Dm I said, hey, that's funny, you
Am sound like my TV
Am G Just try this thing once, it'll make
F life so easy
G D And even puppies come under
E Em E Em suspicion
Am G Dm Then a lover came knocking, I
Am opened the door
Am G With an apple in my hand, she
Dm Am said, what's that core?
Am G It's the past and the future, but
F I shouldn't say more
G D E Em E Em And that's just my radio hissing
Am G Well, I know you too well and I
Dm Am know you're no villain
Am G I said, don't look now 'cause I'm
Dm Am ripping off Dylan
Am G What you see is a little crusty,
F the real thing's the fillin?
G D The sound bite from a verbal
E Em E Em beautician
Am G All the jokers in this world,
Dm Am they're swarming like bees
Am G Catch one to the head, make you
Dm Am fall to your knees
Am G Lenny Bruce was a prophet in the
F 1960's
G D E Em Two shows at tonight's
E Em inquisition
Am G Dm And drifted and dreaming, lost in
Am the bed
Am G Dm Body's ups and down are just food
Am for the head
Am G It's front page and French fries
F or the funny pages instead
G D E Em We tickle the truth into
E Em submission
G D E Em All in all it's an innocent
E Em mission
G D Just tickle the truth into
E Em E Em submission
G D E Em E Em And tickle the truth into submission
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