| This is the main riff and rough sketch of the chords to Weezer's new |
| single "el Scorcho". And truthfully, that's all the song really is. It's a |
| cool tune. If anyone could figure out the solo and get it to me, that |
| would be great. It sounds kind of easy, I just don't have the time or |
| patience to figure it out. Have fun with it and never stop playing. |
| A | D | |
| Oh man you | half japanese | girls |
| A | D | |
| Do it to me every | time |
| A | D | |
| Oh the redhead said y | ou shread the cello |
| A | D | |
| And I'm jello | baby |
| A | D | |
| Two won't talk won't | look won't think of me |
| A | D | |
| I'm the epitome of | public enemy |
| A | D | |
| Why you wanna go and | do me like that |
| A | E | |
| Come down on the street and | dance with me |
| Chorus: |
| A | D | A | D | |
| I'm a | lot like | you so | please |
| A | D | A | E | |
| Hang | low, I'm | here, I'm | wait | ing |
| A | D | A | D | |
| I think | I'd be | good for | you |
| A | E | A | D | |
| And | you would be | good for | me |
| I asked you to go to the Green Day concert |
| But you said you never heard of them |
| How cool is that? So I went to your room and read your diary |
| Watching grunge leg job new jack do a press table |
| And then my heart stopped listening to cho-cho san |
| Fall in love all over again |
| (Chorus) |
| Breakdown: |
| A | |
| How | stupid is it? |
| D | |
| I can't | talk about it |
| A | |
| I gotta | sing about it |
| E | |
| And make a | record up |
| A | |
| How | stupid is it? |
| D | |
| Won't you give me a | minute |
| A | |
| Just | come up to me |
| E | |
| And | say hello |
| A | |
| How s | tupid is it? |
| D | E | |
| For | all I know you | want me to |
| A | D | |
| And maybe you just don't know | what to do |
| E | |
| You might be | scared to say |
| A | |
| "I'm falling for | you" |
| (Short solo) |
| I wish I could get my head out of the sand |
| Because I think we'd make a great team |
| And you could keep my fingernails clean |
| But that's just a stupid dream I won't realize |
| And now I can't even look in your eyes |
| Without shaking and I ain't faking |
| I'll bring home the turkey if you bring home the bacon |
| (Chorus) |
| (Repeat Chorus until fade out) |