Underground                                                                                                                                                                                     
By Ben Folds Five
From "Ben Folds Five"
Written by Ben Folds
Tabbed by OLGA/Unkown (www.olga.net)

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        G#m (organ)                             Eb+ (very quiet)                                                
I was never cool in school.    I'm sure you don't remember me.                          
B/F#                                        F#                                                                  
And now it's been 10 years, I'm still wonderin' who to be.                                      
G#m               G+                         B/F#       Fdim7                                                   
But I'd love to mix in circles, cliques, and social coteries - that's me.                                          
 B/F#                               F#                                                                                  
Hand me my nose ring. (Can we be happy?)                                                                                                
E                                                                               
Show me the mosh pit. (Can we be happy?)                                                                                                                                                                        

B     /C#   /D#  E      B/D#   /C#  /B    A                                                             
WE CAN BE   HA- PPY    UN- DERGROUND.                                                                                                                                                                   

B/F#   G+   G#m  G+   x2                                                                                                                                                                                                
 
Verse
B                        B+                              B6                             B7                                      
Who's got the looks?  Who's got the brains?  Who's got everything?                                      
E              D#7          G#m           F#m7    E                              Em        A                            
I got this pain in my heart, that's all.              
(Hey you with the long and lonely face)                         
B                            D            E                    E/F#                                                     
Yeah, there's got to be something else.     And let me tell ya                                  
B                    B+                    B6                         B7                                                
something else.     There was a girl who passed me by.  She gave a                                      
E                      D#7                    G#m       F#m7    E                                                       
smile, but I was shy and I looked down, so    down.  (Don't look down, no no.                           
Em       A          B               D                  E               E/F#                                             
Go go underground)  But now there's a place to go.                                                                                                                                                              
B                                B7/A                            G#m          G7           F#7                          
It's the morning now.     It's the evening.  It's everything.  I click my heels                         

(click, click, click) and I'm there.                                                                            
Chorus          
                                                                                                        
B                     C#7               E7       [no chord]                                                     
(Underground, underground.  Ooo)  Everything's happy underground.                                       
B                                       C#7                          E7                                                 
You been kicked around?     Did life bring you down here?                                               
B     /C#   /D#           E       B/D#  /C#  /B    A                  F#                                                
EV- RY-  THING'S HEA- VY    UN- DERGROUND.                                                                                                                                                                                                      

 Verse                                                                                                  
And we'll be decked in all black.  Slamming the pit fantastic.                                          
Officer Friendly's little boy's got a mohawk, and he knows just where it's                              
coming from.  (It's industrial, work it underground)  Get down, get down, get down, yeah
(Underground, underground, Oooo)  Everything's heavy underground.                                       
You been kicked around?  Did life bring you down here?                                          

EVERYTHING'S HEAVY UNDERGROUND.                                                                                 
 C  /D  /E  /F /F#  /G  Ab7  G7  etc...
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