Screeching Weasel foi uma banda de punk de Chicago, Illinois, formada em 1986 liderada pelo colunista do zine "Maximum Rock'n'Roll" Ben Weasel (aka Ben Foster) e John Jughead (aka John Pierson).Durante os anos a banda passou por diversas formações até o seu fim em 2003.Membros que já passaram pela banda inclui Mass Giorgini no baixo, Dan Panic (aka Dan Sullivan) na bateria, Danny Vapid (Dan Schafer, atualmente no The Methadones) na guitarra e no baixo, dependendo da necessidade da banda.
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
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Psychiatrist by Screeching Weasel Written by Ben Weasel (what a great guy) >From the album 'Boogadaboogadaboogada' Tabbed by Andrew Barthe ([email protected])
Listen to album for chord changes
Intro-Sorry, I couldn't tab it...believe me, I tried...I'm not good with leads.
Verse B Johnny got upset and drank a bottle of seabreeze DA Mommy figured out that he wasn't to happy B The family looks nice but they're rotting inside DA They all hate each other but nobody knows why B So they go to the shrink he says, "you're very nice people DA But Johnny causes pain and negative feelings. B He really needs help" and then mommy starts crying DA "But if you give me your cheque book we can hospitalize him."
Chorus ED Made dependent on your doctor for your mental hell ABAB Psychiatrist ED The Ritulin pills are gonna make you well ABAB Psychiatrist ED 6 weeks of Bliss, you're emotional fix ABAB Psychiatrist ED Then give daddy your bill for your therapy swill ABAB Psychiatrist
Little lead like the intro...
Verse
Your doc is your srug he's got your medication He gets thorugh to you better when you're under sedation Something from your past that he won't let relax You wish that you're dead but he makes the time last So you sit in the day room and watch a TV You're never alone, under close scrutiny Don't cause any problems, you'll end up on your back Chock full of thorazine and trapped like a rat
Repeat chorus(3 times daily)
ANy questions or comments or corrections...or if you figure out the intro..please e-mail me at [email protected]. Take 'er S VE EASY.