Bab's Uvula Who? Green Day
Date: Wed, 11 Oct 1995 21:42:36 -0400
Subject: "bab's uvula who?" by green day
"Bab's Uvula Who?"
Intro:
[B] [A] [C]
Verse:
[D] [D] [D] [A] [C]
[D] [D] [D] [A] [C]
[D]I've got[D] a knack for fuc[D]king everything up.
[A]My temper flies and I ge[C]t myself all wound up.
[D]My fuse is short[D] and my blood pr[D]essure is high.
[A]I lose control and l get[C] myself all wound up.
[D]Tension mounts a[D]nd l fly off the[D] wall.
[A]l self-destruct and l ge[C]t myself all wound up.
[D]Petulance and ir[D]ritation sets in[D].
[A]I throw a tantrum and l [C]get all wound up.
Chorus:
[D]My temper flies [A]and I get myself[B] all wound up.
[D]I lose control a[A]nd l get myself [B]all wound up.
[D]l self-destruct [A]and l get myself[B] all wound up.
[D]I throw a tantru[A]m and l get all [B]wound up.
Verse:
[D]Chip on my shoul[D]der and a leech [D]on my back.
[A]Stuck in a rut and l get[C] myself all wound up.
[D]Killed my compos[D]ure and it will [D]never come back.
[A]Loss of control and l ge[C]t myself all wound up.
[D]Blown out of pro[D]portion again.[D]
[A]My temper snaps and l ge[C]t all wound up.
[D]Spontaneous comb[D]ustion, panic at[D]tack.
[A]I slipped a gear and l g[C]et myself all wound up.
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From forsyth@win.bright.net Mon Mar 3 16:44:37 1997
Date: Wed, 26 Feb 1997 22:06:10 -0500
From: Paul Forsyth
"Bab's Uvula Who?"
By: Green Day
Tabbed by: Poggy (forsyth@win.bright.net)
Intro:
[B] [A] [F#]
Verse:
[B] [B] [B]
I've got a knack for fucking everything up.
[A] [E]
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high.
[A] [E]
I lose control and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
Tension mounts and I fly off the wall.
[A] [E]
I self-destruct and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
Petulance and irritation sets in.
[A] [E]
I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up.
Chorus:
[B] Mad at mys[D]elf and I'm [A]all wound up.
[B] [D] [A]
I lose myself and I'm all wound up.
[B] [D] [A]
Loss of control and I'm all wound up.
[B] [D]
[A]
I self-destruct and I'm all wound up.
Verse:
[B] [B] [B]
Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back.
[A] [E]
Stuck in a rut and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
Killed my composure and it never come back.
[A] [E]
Loss of control and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
Blown out of proportion again.
[A] [E]
My temper snaps and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
Spontaneous combustion, panic attack.
[A] [E]
I slipped a gear and I get myself all wound up.
Chorus:
[B] [D] [A]
I lose myself and I'm all wound up.
[B] Blow up a l[D]ittle and I'm [A]all wound up.
[B] [D] [A]
I lose myself and I'm all wound up.
[B] [D] [A]
I lose myself and I'm all wound up.
Verse:
[B] [B] [B]
I've got a knack for fucking everything up.
[A] [E]
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high.
[A] [E]
I lose control and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
Tension mounts and I fly off the wall.
[A] [E]
I self-destruct and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
Petulance and irritation sets in.
[A] [E]
I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up.
Chorus:
[B] Point at mys[D]elf and I'm [A]all wound up.
[B] Loss of contr[D]ol and I'm [A]all wound up.
[B] I think it's s[D]ick and I'm [A]all wound up.
[B] I self-destr[D]uct and I'm [A]all wound up.
O.K. Play this using all power chords. Play the B and E on the
seventh fret. Play the A on the fifth, and I'm not sure about F#. I
play it on the second fret, but I'm not too sure about it. I left my
guitar in normal tuning so that's what I'd recomend. I'm not too sure
about the words in the chorus. (Or even the chords in the chorus.)
They weren't included with the CD, so this is as good as I could do.
If anyone has a better guess let me know. Tell me what you think of
this as it is my first tab.
Send questions, comments, or anything else to
Paul Forsyth (forsyth@win.bright.net)
Forsyth Family
Jody, Bob, Mark, Paul, Roy, & Adam
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"Bab's Uvula Who?"
By: Green Day
Tabbed by: Poggy (forsyth@win.bright.net)
Intro:
[B] [A] [F#]
Verse:
[B] [B] [B]
I've got a knack for fucking everything up.
[A] [E]
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high.
[A] [E]
I lose control and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
Tension mounts and I fly off the wall.
[A] [E]
I self-destruct and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
Petulance and irritation sets in.
[A] [E]
I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up.
Chorus:
[B] Mad at mys[D]elf and I'm [A]all wound up.
[B] [D] [A]
I lose myself and I'm all wound up.
[B] [D] [A]
Loss of control and I'm all wound up.
[B] [D]
[A]
I self-destruct and I'm all wound up.
Verse:
[B] [B] [B]
Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back.
[A] [E]
Stuck in a rut and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
Killed my composure and it never come back.
[A] [E]
Loss of control and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
Blown out of proportion again.
[A] [E]
My temper snaps and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
Spontaneous combustion, panic attack.
[A] [E]
I slipped a gear and I get myself all wound up.
Chorus:
[B] [D] [A]
I lose myself and I'm all wound up.
[B] Blow up a l[D]ittle and I'm [A]all wound up.
[B] [D] [A]
I lose myself and I'm all wound up.
[B] [D] [A]
I lose myself and I'm all wound up.
Verse:
[B] [B] [B]
I've got a knack for fucking everything up.
[A] [E]
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high.
[A] [E]
I lose control and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
Tension mounts and I fly off the wall.
[A] [E]
I self-destruct and I get myself all wound up.
[B] [B] [B]
Petulance and irritation sets in.
[A] [E]
I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up.
Chorus:
[B] Point at mys[D]elf and I'm [A]all wound up.
[B] Loss of contr[D]ol and I'm [A]all wound up.
[B] I think it's s[D]ick and I'm [A]all wound up.
[B] I self-destr[D]uct and I'm [A]all wound up.
I'm not too sure about the words in the chorus. (Or even the chords
in the chorus.) They weren't included with the CD, so this is as good as I
could do. If anyone has a better guess let me know. Tell me what you
think of this as it is my first tab. Send questions, comments, or anything
else to Paul Forsyth (forsyth@win.bright.net)
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