S Spoonboy

Stab Yer Dad chords

Spoonboy

tools GoTabs

Start AutoScroll Font Size Down Font Size Up

Find us on Facebook

chords
tabs
bass
ukulele keyboards
drums
flute
harmonica
guitar pro
video
GoTabs

Stab Yer Dad


Intro: D G D E A 

        D                              G 
Of the things that have made me, I count myself lucky. 
  E                       A                       D 
I consider it fortune, things like how I wasn’t taught at a young age to  
 G 
respect my elders. 
E                         A 
I thank goodness for my absence of a father. 
G                          E                     
He could have taken me out, we’d have gone camping. 
  D                                G         
I could have learned to wield my body as a weapon. 
E                      A 
These are things that I won’t be missing. 

D G D E A 

D                G                        E                      A 
I remember sitting in the car with my dirty old man as he explained 
               D                              G 
how “she has asked for it” and how “it was her fault” 
             E                A                  G                 E 
I’m only glad I didn’t take the bait. I remember telling my mother 
D                    G            D        E               A                               
It was the last time I saw my father. No regrets for what else I’ve been  
D 
missing. 


G 
‘Cause I’m not jealous of a well adjusted family, 
Bm                                           E 
only Killing time ‘till they learn their anomaly don’t help the wounded ones: 
      A 
the children of the vengeful fathers. 
         G                                                     Bm 
When everyone I know is still standing in the shadows of the men who left their mark, 
                           E      A 
I’d rather be left in the dark.  oh oh. 


D G D E A 

          D               G                E              A 
If our fathers were our role models for god and they failed us, 
               D               G                           E               A 
what does that tell us about our supposed omnipotent savior? 
             G                        E 
Except we’re all born to fiction, daily recreated 
D                             G                   E 
we play the roles from the stories we learned as kids. 
                                           A 
Who bends down? Who plays god? 
                      D                      G                      D            E 
Is it fated that every boy on this earth should have his head stuck up his ass? 
              A                         D                D       G   D E 
We’re all just like our dads. We keep learning the same shit again. 
                            A 
And I wonder how long till it ends? 


D                   G                      E                    A                D      G 
I remember when my dirty old man told me how I’d grow up to be just like him when I got old. 
           E                 A 
What a bizarre thing to be told, to be told   
less
plus
Add to Songbook Print Version How to play lesson Submit videolesson
Click the best TAGS for this song:
None of them
Contributor: ppecyael Correct

If you can not find the chords or tabs you want, look at our partner E-chords. If you are a premium member, you have total access to our video lessons.

If you find a wrong Bad To Me from Spoonboy, click the correct button above.

login/signup
my songbooks
my recent views
my submits