Vic Chesnutt - West of Rome Chords

West of Rome

Latent/Blatant
Bug
Withering
Sponge
Where Were You
Lucinda Williams
Florida
Stupid Preoccupations
Miss Mary
Steve Willoughby
Soggy Tongues

Latent/Blatant

E
hardcore greedy, greedy man
B
loud with the ladies
B
mister arrogant
E
never ending sagas and such
B
enemy of Mr. McGruff
C F
latent, blatant..latent, blatent
G
latent, blatant..latent, blatent
E
greasy on the hair
B
I don't have to touch it
B
so what should I care
E
what are your intentions
E
it's hard to believe
B
you ain't searching
B
for something to squeeze


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Bug

G
"Michelle loves Willie"
G
"Our little Sarah"
C G
"Daughters of the American Revolution"
G
"Stryper loves Jesus" and I love a girl
C G
against my better judgment 'cause I feel like a squirrel
D
my roommates got married and I booted up
C
and a friend of ours told me that I was disgusting
D
my roommates got married and I booted up
C G
and a friend of ours told me that I was disgusting
Bm C
Walhalla is pinned to the edge of South Carolina
Bm C
we interstate travelled just to free a man from China
Bm C Bm C
hotel full of Pakistanis and a front porch filled with greasy greasy grannies
Em C
when the bug hits that's the time to scratch it
Em C
when the bug hits that's the time to scratch it
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Withering

C G
what are you doing withering away
Dm C
yes I've heard you've lost the will to play
C G
what ever happened to those fluid movements
Dm C
you were so proud of in the intimate moments
Gm Bb
what about the girl you left at the altar
Am Dm
now she is planning your funeral
Gm Bb
didn't you learn anything at the protest rally
Am Dm C
when you and yours were flooding the capital
C G
what about your days of glory
Dm C
when your life was anything but boring
C G
now you're making these morbid phone calls
Dm C
your friends they gather to cuss and console
Gm Bb
what were you doing in that awful decade
Am Dm
when the news broke and those murderous policies were made
Gm Bb
what were you doing running around
Am Dm C
when I was here for you well away from that crowd
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Sponge

Bb Dm
pleasure is melting like chocolate
my blue ribbon gumption is gone
Bb Dm
all my gravy must have soaked into something
Bb Dm
and the world...
F Dm
the filthy steps, the cold concrete
F Dm
the phony earth below my feet
F Dm
the ancient odor of the streets
Bb Dm
yes the world it is a sponge
Bb Dm
and when the crisis passes
Bb Dm
when the coast is clear
Bb Dm
I'll be buffed down to a liquid
Bb Dm
and the world it is a sponge
F Dm
throughout this entire ugly outing
F Dm
I've been mumbling the convex of what I should be shouting
F Dm
but I'll soon be silent you'll soon hear nothing
Bb Dm
'cause the world it is a sponge
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Where Were You

F Bb F
where were you two years ago when I was locked out there at the barn
Bb F
when some certain athens sacred monster was doing me in the charm
Dm F Dm F C
we could've been chatting heart to heart on that front porch with a view
Bb C F
where were you girl when I needed you
Bb F
where were you two weeks ago a week again after your promise
Bb F
I was in your place of employment crying in my hummus
Dm F
somebody in there said "boy you're looking bad"
Dm F C
and I said "you know that is nothing new"
Bb C F
where were you girl when I needed you
Am C F
were you in that second story well lighted place
Am C F
up against its occupant artist in his personal space
Bb Am C Dm Gm
I know that has been known to happen but I though all of that was through
Bb C F
where were you girl when I needed you
Bb F
where were you last monday when I was overwrought
Bb
I was watching the bright bug lamp flicker
F
you were doing up the dim dim 40-watt
Dm F
I was alone with Pepe Lopez
Dm F C
I just couldn't do the schmooze
Bb C F
where were you girl when I needed you
Bb F
where are you this sunday morning I'm in shaky health
Bb F
I am in the back yard leaking on the spot where you proclaimed yourself
Dm F Dm F C
you are hungry wanting breakfast and my heart is in a stew
Bb C F
where were you girl when I needed you

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Lucinda Williams

D G
imports and altercations
D G
my faculties on a shoe-string vacation
Em G
I settled down on a hurt as big as Robert Mitchum
Em
and listen to Lucinda Williams
D G
convenient lies, rubber knives
D G
I'm a dastardly villain, doing belly dives
Em G
I before E except after me
Bm G D
I'm dowsing my vitals at break-neck speed
G
you and your little entourage
D G
playing amazing little parlor games in the garage
Em G
like a jury of my peers triangulating
Em
my pretty point of exasperation
D G
we gather for some of that Catholic juice
D G
and hide behind the shower curtain, watch the virgin spruce
Em G
I'm soaking wet and feeling funny
Bm G D
the mirror's a mirage, no wonder I always look so crummy
G A D
my heroes are all off in the great beyond
G A D
England is old but Atlantis is gone
G A
feathers are floating down, and I can't dodge them
D G
the tar is oozing from my little noggin
Em
it's ugly ancient residue
Bm G D
there ain't no mistaking what's been abused
G A
feathers are floating down and I can't dodge them
D G
the tar is oozing from my little noggin
Em
it's ugly ancient residue
Bm G D
there ain't no mistaking who's been accused

 

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Stupid Preoccupations

G D
I am sick of you
C Em D
expecting me to do
G D
all these puny ingratiations
C D
you know I am a terrible patient
G D
I am barely alive
C Em D
ever since my daddy died
G D
I've been searching for my own little babies
C D
to misbehave and betray me
C D C
I tie one on to all the others
D
and say a soggy toast to all my drunken brothers
G D C G D C
"they've got organizations for people like me with stupid preoccupations"
G D
y'all are all innocent
C Em D
I'm just bitching at your expense
G D
and the price for cockiness is worth swiping
C D
it's primal griping
G D
I am nearly reformed
C Em D
so don't say that you weren't warned
G D
'cause when I break into a smile that is aching
C D
it may be too ugly to look on
C D C
hallelujah for the ghosties
D
and all those scary monsters under the boiling seas
G D C G D C
"they've got organizations for people like me with stupid preoccupations"

 


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Miss Mary

Em G F Em
Miss Mary took a shower and she showed herself to me
G F Em
she said that God and all his glory was revealed to her carnally
G F Em
she said she'd been with no man, but she must have been with me
G F Em
and when I felt her with my finger, the proof burned my belief
G Em G Em
so how much can I stand, I'm just a mortal man
G Em F Em
I wring my praying hands, she stands there before me
D Em
c'est la vie, whatever that means, la di da
D B Em
and a Doris Day, que sera sera
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Steve Willoughby

G D G D
someday I'm gonna be rich
G D G D
someday I'm gonna be bona fide
G D
someday I'm gonna be
G D
just like Steve Willoughby
Am C G
but today I'm simply terrified
G D G D
someday I'm gonna be hot
G D G D
someday I'm gonna be bigger bigger than big
G D
someday I'll be adored
G D
just like Wally George
Am C G
but today I simply ain't worth a fig
G D G D
someday I'm gonna bright
G D G D
someday I'm gonna be smarter smarter than smart
G D
someday I'll know something
G D
just like Larry King
Am C G
but today I simply don't know where to start
G D G D
someday I'm gonna be good
G D G D
someday I'm gonna be virtuous
G D
someday I'll be a paragon
G D
like Louis Farrakhan
Am C G
but today I simply am a mess i'm in a mess
G D G D
someday I'm gonna be cool
G D G D
someday I'm gonna kick major butt
G D
someday I will transcend
G D
just like Jane's Addiction
Am C G
but today I simply am in a rut
G D G D
someday I'll get a career
G D G D
someday I'm gonna stop wasting all my time
G D
some day I'll gain a skill
G D
just like Deborah Norville
Am C G
but today I simply ain't worth a dime

 


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Soggy Tongues
G D C G
narrowed eyes and soggy tongues
D C G
beautiful rumors are flying about the ugly ones
D
the girl she is by the pool
C G
yellow journalists' jewel
D
and all those wagging fingers
C G
are silly little stingers
D C G
rabbits are cooking breakfast the fog is fragrant
D C G
the girl she is waking up against the famous vagrant
D C G
the cool council is tallying fines to be levied
D C G
the girl she is tightly grinning the vagrant thinks it's all too heavy
D C G
presents are presented and bribes reluctantly taken
D C G
summer's sweetie iced a cohort while the rest of the town was baking
D C G
traffic is light and appetites are hearty and tongues are soggy
D C G
accusations are tossed like darts at the good little girl who is groggy
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