Biography:
Bomb the Music Industry! (commonly abbreviated as BtMI!) was an experimental musical collective originally from Baldwin, Nassau County, New York in 2004. They write, produce, record, and distribute all of their music under the leadership of songwriter and producer Jeff Rosenstock, and you can get their albums free at quoteunquoterecords.com
They are known for their DIY punk ethic, embodied in such actions such as distributing six albums worth of their own material for free on their website
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Other songs:
- 2400000
- 25
- 25 Hour Goddam Telethon
- 493 Ruth
- All Alone In My Big Lonely Apartment
- Big Kisses
- Big Plans Of Sleeping In
- Cant Complain
- Cold Chillin Cold Chillin
- Come On This Shit Is Getting Ridiculous
- Congratulations John On Joining Every Time I Die
- Depression Is No Fun
- Does Your Face Hurt No Cause Its Killing Me
- Dude Get With The Program
- Even Winning Feels Bad
- Free Bird
- Fresh Attitude Young Body
- Future 86
- Get Warmer
- Grudge Report
- Hurricane Waves
- I Dont Love You Anymore
- Im A Panic Bomb Baby
- Im Terrorfied
- It Ceases To Be Whining If Youre Still Shitting Blood
- Little Brother
- Pizza Claus Is Comin To Town
- Ready Set No
- Sadder Weirder
- Saddr Weirdr
- Shut Up The Punx
- Side Projects Are Never Successful
- Slumlord
- Snow Charges
- Sorry Brooklyn Dancing Wont Solve Anything
- Sort Of Like Being Pumped
- Stand There Until Youre Sober
- Struggler
- Stuff That I Like
- Sweet Home Cannada
- Syke Life Is Awesome
- The First Time I Met Sanawon
- The Last Party Foul
- The Shit That You Hate
- The Soul Crushing Northeast
- Theres My Bailout
- This Is A Singalong
- Undead
- Unlimited Breadsticks Soup And Salad Days
- Vocal Coach
- Wednesday Night Drinkball
- You Still Believe In Me
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Song: The Shit that you Hate
Artist: Bomb The Music Industry!
Album: Vacation (2011)
Tabbed by: [email protected]
Fm Am Fm Bb
My telephone's been abuzz all morning
Dm Bb Dm Bb
and I don't know who is trying to get through.
Fm Am Dm Bb
I did some shit that I should have done smarter,
Dm Bb Dm Bb
but they get away with everything
Dm Bb
so I thought I could get away too.
Fm Am Fm Bb
Down in the gulf there's a black sea-monster
Dm Bb Dm Bb
and my crime ain't huge, a world-tattered cube
Fm Am Dm Bb
that I didn't affix with a shiny new sticker.
Dm Bb Dm Bb
Go swallow the summer and choke on the fumes because
Dm Bb
they get away with everything that they do.
F G Am Bbm
So hold onto your home. It's shaky, I know, but if you flee trash will follow.
Bb Em F
the winds that you left in your wake and you'll fall down again.
Fm Am Fm Bb
Oh, the office called. You're in deep deep trouble.
Dm Bb Dm Bb
The shit you're afraid of has made you hateful
Fm Am Dm Bb
and you're letting on, tired eyes, all spiteful.
Dm Bb Dm Bb
And nobody cares. We all got sorrows,
F G Am Bbm
so hold onto your home and onto your hope. Sorrow don't answer problems.
F Am Dm Bb
Nobody cares. We're all in trouble.
Dm G C
The shit that you hate don't make you special.
F Am Dm Bb
The shit that you hate don't make you special.
Dm G C
The shit that you hate don't make you special. (repeat)
Artist: Bomb The Music Industry!
Album: Vacation (2011)
Tabbed by: [email protected]
Fm Am Fm Bb
My telephone's been abuzz all morning
Dm Bb Dm Bb
and I don't know who is trying to get through.
Fm Am Dm Bb
I did some shit that I should have done smarter,
Dm Bb Dm Bb
but they get away with everything
Dm Bb
so I thought I could get away too.
Fm Am Fm Bb
Down in the gulf there's a black sea-monster
Dm Bb Dm Bb
and my crime ain't huge, a world-tattered cube
Fm Am Dm Bb
that I didn't affix with a shiny new sticker.
Dm Bb Dm Bb
Go swallow the summer and choke on the fumes because
Dm Bb
they get away with everything that they do.
F G Am Bbm
So hold onto your home. It's shaky, I know, but if you flee trash will follow.
Bb Em F
the winds that you left in your wake and you'll fall down again.
Fm Am Fm Bb
Oh, the office called. You're in deep deep trouble.
Dm Bb Dm Bb
The shit you're afraid of has made you hateful
Fm Am Dm Bb
and you're letting on, tired eyes, all spiteful.
Dm Bb Dm Bb
And nobody cares. We all got sorrows,
F G Am Bbm
so hold onto your home and onto your hope. Sorrow don't answer problems.
F Am Dm Bb
Nobody cares. We're all in trouble.
Dm G C
The shit that you hate don't make you special.
F Am Dm Bb
The shit that you hate don't make you special.
Dm G C
The shit that you hate don't make you special. (repeat)
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Bones
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Boney M.
Bonez MC
Bonfire