Biografia:
Chuck Brodsky (born May 20, 1960) is an American musician particularly known for his often humorous and political lyrics, and for his songs about baseball, such as "The Ballad of Eddie Klepp" and "Moe Berg: The Song".
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Capo on IV
Pretty simple pattern here: each verse is C F G, and each chorus is F C G C. Drop
your pinkie on the high E string if you'd like.
C
Well I was outside city hall
F
Slipped and took a terrible fall
G C
Negligence on the part of I don't care who
I fell so hard I was seeing stars
F
Dollar signs fell from Mars
G C
The man who helped me up said I should sue
F
He was a lawyer
C G C
He was all out of breath
C
Once I had an accident
F
Not too bad, just a little dent
G C
A Mercedes hit me from the rear
A man walked out in a three piece suit
F
Asked if a thousand dollars would do
G C
I said let me think for a minute here
CHORUS
F
Gotta talk to my lawyer
C
I might have whiplash
G
I might have trauma
C
Let's not talk petty cash
F
I've got a witness
C
Put a hand on the bible
G
Jury jury hallelujah
C
You might be liable
Well my mama said Uncle Jim
I just don't know what's wrong with him
That son of mine is a no good big wazoo
Well I have never overheard
Such a bunch of slanderous words
I tell you mama, I've got a mind to sue
CHORUS
Gotta talk to my lawyer
Mama that was vicious
Defamation of character, wrongful and malicious
I've got a witness
Put a hand on the bible
Jury jury hallelujah
You might be liable, mama
Then I was trying to open up my map
Spilled my coffee on my lap
How was I to know that it was hot
Went back to that fast food place
To the manager with the happy face
Said I want the name of whoever brewed that pot
CHORUS
Gotta talk to my lawyer
Think I've got a pretty good case
Get some crutches, maybe put on a neck brace
I've got a witness
Put a hand on the bible
Jury jury hallelujah
You might be liable
Capo on IV
Pretty simple pattern here: each verse is C F G, and each chorus is F C G C. Drop
your pinkie on the high E string if you'd like.
C
Well I was outside city hall
F
Slipped and took a terrible fall
G C
Negligence on the part of I don't care who
I fell so hard I was seeing stars
F
Dollar signs fell from Mars
G C
The man who helped me up said I should sue
F
He was a lawyer
C G C
He was all out of breath
C
Once I had an accident
F
Not too bad, just a little dent
G C
A Mercedes hit me from the rear
A man walked out in a three piece suit
F
Asked if a thousand dollars would do
G C
I said let me think for a minute here
CHORUS
F
Gotta talk to my lawyer
C
I might have whiplash
G
I might have trauma
C
Let's not talk petty cash
F
I've got a witness
C
Put a hand on the bible
G
Jury jury hallelujah
C
You might be liable
Well my mama said Uncle Jim
I just don't know what's wrong with him
That son of mine is a no good big wazoo
Well I have never overheard
Such a bunch of slanderous words
I tell you mama, I've got a mind to sue
CHORUS
Gotta talk to my lawyer
Mama that was vicious
Defamation of character, wrongful and malicious
I've got a witness
Put a hand on the bible
Jury jury hallelujah
You might be liable, mama
Then I was trying to open up my map
Spilled my coffee on my lap
How was I to know that it was hot
Went back to that fast food place
To the manager with the happy face
Said I want the name of whoever brewed that pot
CHORUS
Gotta talk to my lawyer
Think I've got a pretty good case
Get some crutches, maybe put on a neck brace
I've got a witness
Put a hand on the bible
Jury jury hallelujah
You might be liable
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