The Menzingers son una banda de punk-rock originaria de Scranton, Pennsylvania; conformada por Joe Godino (batería), Erick Keen (bajo), Greg Barnett (guitarra / voces) y Tom May (guitarra / voces).
Su primer lanzamiento fue una demo autotitulada en 2006, a la que siguieron su albúm debut A Lesson in the Abuse of Information Technology en 2007 y el EP Hold on, Dodge! en 2009.
En 2010 editaron su segundo disco de larga duración Chamberlain Waits.
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!
----------------------------------------------------------------------------- MALE CALL - The Menzingers ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by: Mean Mr Mustard Email: [email protected]
Tuning: Standard
Great song, by a great band. I strummed along to this and accidentally figured out the intro chord (G), so I decided to figure it out so I could play it just with my acoustic. May not be entirely accurate, but Its good enough for me.
Chords: G - 3-2-0-0-3-3-| Gmaj7 - 2-x-0-0-3-3-| Em7 - 0-2-2-0-3-3-| C - x-3-2-0-1-0-| Am - x-0-2-2-1-0-|
Intro: G
Verse:
(G) Blame the suits who lined their pockets with her tears, Gmaj7 Blame the boys in the blindfolds covering their ears, Em7 Blame the magazines she read,join the righteous waning side, C It was a misinterpretation of the neon signs.
Chorus:
G It was a rainy miserable Sunday, Gmaj7 Carried your cedar up the stairs, Em7 Collared man did his best to apologize, C But the damage it was done, she believed in all their lies.
Bridge:
GAm Id buy your soul, but I cant afford to pay girl, CG They say that you get nothing for free, (G) Am Your lipstick adorns my collar, CG While these thoughts of fire wrestle with me.
Verse:
(G) Then her father said to me, Gmaj7 Tom I cant ascribe a purpose to this atrocity, Em7 Trademark my messiah and call me an orderly, C I need 800 cups of Kool-Aid for my prophecy.
Chorus:
G It was a rainy miserable Sunday, Gmaj7 Carried your cedar up the stairs, Em7 Collared man did his best to apologize, C But the damage it was done, she believed in all their lies.
Bridge:
GAm Id buy your soul, but I cant afford to pay girl, CG They say that you get nothing for free, (G) Am Your lipstick adorns my collar, CG While these thoughts of fire wrestle with me.
Outro: (really quickly) G - Gmaj7 - G (end on this G)