as Gabor (murmur@nograd.net)
GBmE
you wake up in the morning
GBmE
and fall out of your bed
GBmE
mean cat eat parakeets
DC H
and this one's nearly dead.
GBmE
you dearly wish the wind shift
GBmE
and greasy windows slide
GBmE
open for the parakeet
DC H
who's colored bitter lime.
EmC
open the window
AmBmD
and lift into your dreams
EmC
lately, baby
AmD H7
you can barely breathe.
GBmE
a broken wrist an accident
GBmE
you know that something's wrong
GBmE
you fold the leavings of your past
DC H
no one knows you've gone.
GBmE
the sunspot flares of the early
GBmE
nineties light up your wings.
GBmE
and scan the shortwave radio
DC H
it's tracking outer rings.
EmC
open your window
AmBmD
to lift into a dream
EmC
baby, baby
AmD H7
you can starts to breathe
GBmE
the tectonic dispatcher shifts
GBmE
to smooth the ocean floor
GBmE
and flattens out to warmer winds
DC H
of Brisbane's sunny shore.
GBmE
where buddhas tend to mending wrists
GBmE
a tea made from the leaves
GBmE
of eucalyptus fragrances
DC H
and coriander seeds.
EmC
open the window
AmBmD
to lift into a dream
EmC
baby, baby
AmBmD
you can starts to breathe.
EmC
open your window
AmBmD
to lift into a dream
EmC
baby, baby
AmD H7
you can starts to breathe
GBmE
you wake up in the morning
GBmE
to warm Pacific breeze
GBmE
where mean cars chew on licorice
DCG#m
and cannot climb the trees.
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From: David Wagner (wagner@mindspring.com)
PARAKEET
here's my shot at "parakeet," which i think is the best song on UP. it's a great sound, great especially for halloween. it was kinda hard to get the chords considering that there is no guitar in this song (okay there might be some weird riffs played in the chorus), it's keyboard transcribed for guitar, so the chords might not be exactly right, but i think they're pretty close. i know that the bass notes are right, at least. if the chords don't sound right, try out power chords, those are alright in this song. in fact, there's one chord that i'm a little iffy on, and that's the C# in the verses. you be the judge. i'm pretty sure about the rest. enjoy.
here's that spooky-sounding riff that mike plays on the keyboard in the chorus:
d--1-2-4-5
GF#mE
you wake up in the morning
DC#E
and fall out of your bed
DC#E
mean cats eat parakeets
DCEb
and this one's nearly dead.
GF#mE
you dearly wish the wind shift
DC#E
and greasy windows slide
DC#E
open for the parakeet
DCEb
who's colored bitter lime.
Em (riff) C (riff)
open the window
AmBmD
and lift into your dreams
Em (riff) C (riff) Am D Ebm
lately, baby, you can barely breathe.
(chords same as above)
a broken wrist, an accident
you know that something's wrong
you fold the leavings of your past
no one knows you've gone.
the sunspot flares of the early
nineties light up your wings.
and scan the shortwave radio
it's tracking outer range.
open the window
and lift into your dreams
baby, baby, you can start to breathe
the tectonic dispatcher shifts
to smooth the ocean floor
and flattens out to warmer winds
of brisbane's sunny shore.
where buddhas tend to mending wrists
a tea made from the leaves
of eucalyptus fragrances
and coriander seeds.
open your window
and lift into a dream
baby, baby, baby starts to breathe
open the window
and lift into a dream
baby, baby, baby starts to breathe
you wake up in the morning
to warm pacific breeze
where means cats chew on licorice
DCG#m
and cannot climb the trees.
end on some G#m riffs.
notes...i'm open to suggestions as to what that last chord is. it's really cool, and it's definetly a chord not used anywhere else in the song. okay, i think that's it.
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From: Trygve Sandven Hland
PARAKEET
GF#mE
you wake up in the morning
GF#mE
and fall out of your bed
GF#mE
mean cat eat parakeets
DCB7
and this one's nearly dead.
you dearly wish the wind shift
and greasy windows slide
open for the parakeet
who's colored bitter lime.
EC
open the window
AmBD
and lift into your dreams
EC
lately, baby
AmBB7
you can barely breathe.
a broken wrist
an accident
you know that something's wrong
you fold the leavings of your past no one lnows you've gone.
the sunspot flares of the early
nineties light up your wings.
and scan the shortwave radio
it's tracking outer rings.
the tectonic dispatcher shifts
to smooth the ocean floor
and flattens out to warmer winds
of Brisbane's sunny shore.
where buddhas tend to mending wrists
a tea made from the leaves
of eucalyptus fragrances
and coriander seeds.
GF#mE
you wake up in the morning
GF#mE
to warm Pacific breeze
GF#mE
where mean cars chew on licorice
DCF#m
and cannot climb the trees.
open your window
and lift inte a dream
baby, baby
baby starts to breathe
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From: Jieuryli Xjavier (jieuryli@mailexcite.com)
AbGmF
you wake up in the morning
AbGmF
and fall out of your bed
AbGmF
mean cat eat parakeets
D#C#C
and this one's nearly dead.
AbGmF
you dearly wish the wind shift
AbGmE
and greasy windows slide
AbGmF
open for the parakeet
D#C#C
who's colored bitter lime.
FmFm#7 C#C#m
op - en the window
BbmCmD#
and lift into your dreams
FmFm#7 C#
lately, baby
BbmEbEdim
you can barely breathe.
....
the rest is basically the same, because the final verse ends on that
weird chord, here it is:
AbGmF
you wake up in the morning
AbGmF
to warm Pacific breeze
AbGmF
where mean cars chew on licorice
D#C#Am
and cannot climb the trees
Here are those weird chords:
FFEdim
E -4-----4-----x--
B -6-----5-----8--
G -5-----5-----9--
D -3-----3-----8--
A -x-----x