Wednesday, March 5, 2003

LYRICS - A Myriad of Teenaged Angst


7-25-02/ 3-3-03/ 3-5-03
By Emma Johnson
“a myriad of teenage angst”

LYRICS:

No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll
and a myriad of Teenage Angst.
No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll
and a myriad of Teenage Angst.

You asked me, “How are you doing today?”
But do you even care?
You sat and talked an hour with me.
But you weren’t even there.

And then sometimes
I wonder why
I’m hanging out with you.
Oh, yeah, now
I guess I remember I had
nothing better to do.

No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll
and a myriad of Teenage Angst.
No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll
and a myriad of Teenage Angst.

It’s amazing how much can be said,
without saying anything apprehended.
Just shout out something random and
someone’s sure to think of something unintended.

[[1]Beatle’s sample: Goo goo ga joob
     Goo goo ga joob
     Goo goo ga joob]

You asked me, “How are you doing today?”
But do you even care?
You sat and talked an hour with me.
But you weren’t even there.
And then sometimes
I wonder why
I’m hanging out with you.
Oh, yeah, now
I guess I remember I had
nothing better to do.

No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll
and a myriad of Teenage Angst.
No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll
and a myriad of Teenage Angst.

No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll
and a myriad of Teenage Angst.
No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll
and a myriad of Teenage Angst.


LYRICS W/ CHORDS:

1. say
2. a capella
3. drums +
4. guitar + +

[B E D E B B B]
[1 measure intro.]
[chorus:]
No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll
and a myriad of Teenage Angst.
No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll
and a myriad of Teenage Angst.

You asked me, “How are you doing today?”
But do you even care?
You sat and talked an hour with me.
But you weren’t even there.
[1 measure chord prog.]
And then sometimes
I wonder why
I’m hanging out with you.
Oh, yeah, now,
I guess I remember I had
nothing better to do.

[chorus:]
No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll
and a myriad of Teenage Angst.
No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll
and a myriad of Teenage Angst.

It’s amazing how much can be said,
without saying anything apprehended.
Just shout out something random and
someone’s sure to think of something unintended.

[[1]Beatle’s sample: Goo goo ga joob
     Goo goo ga joob
     Goo goo ga joob]

You asked me, “How are you doing today?”
But do you even care?
You sat and talked an hour with me.
But you weren’t even there.
And then sometimes
I wonder why
I’m hanging out with you.
Oh, yeah, now,
I guess I remember I had
nothing better to do.

[*7 5 3 2 on bottom E string with capo on 1st fret are the notes to the bass, singing, or guitar solo, interlude]

[chorus:]
No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll
and a myriad of Teenage Angst.
No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll
and a myriad of Teenage Angst.

No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll
and a myriad of Teenage Angst.
No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll
and a myriad of Teenage Angst.

[outro: repeat chorus a bunch of times and then reverse intro, fading from guitar to spoken]

[end on B]

*the end*


[1] allusion to “I am the Walrus”

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