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Dance Yrself Clean by LCD Soundsystem




                        Dance Yrself Clean





This is the GUITAR tab for the little synth part played throughout the song
in the background. It won't sound as high because it goes beyond the 24th
fret in standard tuning, unless you manage to tune it higher than that.


Q = quarter note
E = eighth note

solo

      E  E  E  Q    E  E  E  E  E  E  E  E  E  E  E
E|---16-12-14-16---12-14-12-16-12-14-12-16-12-14-16---|
B|----------------------------------------------------|
G|----------------------------------------------------|
D|----------------------------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------------------|


      E  E  E  Q    E  E  E  E  E  E  E  E  E  E  E
E|---16----12-16------12----16----12----16----14------|
B|------14---------14----14----14----14----14----14---|
G|----------------------------------------------------|
D|----------------------------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------------------|




Walking up to me expecting
Walking up to me
Expecting words
It happens all the time

Present company accepted
Present company
Except the worst
It happens every night

Ah-ahh
Present company
Excluded every time

Ah-ahh
Present company
The best that you can find

Talking like a jerk
Except you are an actual jerk
And living proof that sometimes friends are mean

Present company expect it
Present company
Just laugh it off
It's better than it seems

Ah-ahh
Present company
Excluded in every way

Ah-ahh
Present company
Makes me wanna stay

Killing it with close inspecting
Killing it can only make it worse
It sort of makes it breed

Present company accepting
Presently we all expect the worst
Works just like a need

Ah-ahh
Present company
Excluded in the night

Ah-ahh
Present company
Included in the fight

Ah-ahh
Ah-ahh
Ah-ahh

Don't you want me to wake up?
Then give me just a bit of your time
Arguments are made for make-ups
So give it just a little more time

We've got to bring our results
I wanna play it 'til the time comes
But there's a string of divorces
You go and throw your little hands up

I miss the way the night comes
With friends who always make it feel good
This basement has a cold glow
Though it's better than a bunch of others

So go and dance yourself clean
Go and dance yourself clean
You're blowing Marxism to pieces
Baby, they're arguments, the pieces

It's your show
It's your show
It's your show
It's your show

Work a little bit

Every night's a different story
It's a thirty car pile-up with you
Everybody's getting younger
It's the end of an era, it's true

And you go
Stop, stop, stop, stop

Make me into bigger pieces
So some of me is home with you
Wait until the weekend
And we can make our dreams come true

And it's a-go
Yeah, it's a-go
And if we wait until the weekend
We can miss the best thing to do

Go and dance yourself clean
Go and dance yourself clean
You're blowing Marxism to pieces
Maybe they're arguments, the pieces

Oh

We should try a little harder
In the tedious march of the few
Every day's a different warning
There's a part of me hoping it's true






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version 2 






Standard Tuning EADGBe
 
The whole song revolves around a two beat each progression of Bb and Gm
 
[Intro]
Bb   Gm
Bb   Gm
Bb   Gm
Bb   Gm
 
[Verse 1]
Bb                          Gm
Walking up to me expecting, walking up to me
          Bb                        Gm
Expecting words, it happens all the time
Bb                        Gm
Present company accepted, present company
           Bb                      Gm
Except the worst, it happens every night
 
   Bb Cm Gm              Bb                  Gm
Ah-ahh.......Present company, excluded every time 
   Bb Cm Gm              Bb                         Gm
Ah-ahh.......Present company, the best that you can find
 
 
[Verse 2]
Bb                              Gm
Talking like a jerk, except you are an actual jerk
           Bb                               Gm
And living proof that sometimes friends are mean
Bb                         Gm
Present company expect it, present company
              Bb                       Gm
Just laugh it off, it's better than it seems
 
   Bb Cm Gm              Bb                  Gm
Ah-ahh.......Present company, excluded every way
   Bb Cm Gm              Bb                    Gm
Ah-ahh.......Present company, makes me want to stay
 
 
[Verse 3]
Bb                                Gm
Killing it with close inspecting, killing it          
                 Bb                         Gm
Can only make it worse, it sort of makes it breed
Bb                         Gm
Present company accepting, presently we all 
           Bb                       Gm
Expect the worst, works just like a need
 
   Bb Cm Gm              Bb                   Gm
Ah-ahh.......Present company, excluded in the night
   Bb Cm Gm              Bb                   Gm
Ah-ahh.......Present company, makes me wanna fight
   Bb Cm Gm            Bb Cm Gm
Ah-ahh..............Ah-ahh............
   Bb Cm Gm            Bb Cm Gm
Aaaahh..............Ah-ahh............
 
[Bass drop]
Bb Cm Gm
Bb Cm Gm
Bb Cm Gm
Bb Cm Gm
 
[Bridge/Outro]
 
Bb                        Gm
Don't you want me to wake up?
Then give me just a bit of your time
Arguments are made from make outs
So give it just a little more time
Bb                        Gm
We've got to bring our results
I wanna play it 'til the time comes
But there's a string of divorces
You go and throw your little hands up
Bb                        Gm
I miss the way the night comes
With friends who always make it feel good
This basement has a cold glow
Though it's better than a bunch of others
Bb                        Gm
So go and dance yourself clean
Go and dance yourself clean
You're throwing marks into pieces
Baby, they're arguments, the pieces
Bb             Gm
It's your show
It's your show
It's your show
It's your show
Work a little bit
Bb                        Gm
Every night's a different story
It's a thirty car pile-up with you
Everybody's getting younger
It's the end of an era, it's true
And you go
Stop, stop, stop, stop
Bb                        Gm
Make me into bigger pieces
It's as though he's home with you
Wait until the weekend
And we can make our dreams come true
And it's a-go, Yeah, it's a-go
And if we wait until the weekend
We can miss the best thing to do
Bb                         Gm
Go and dance yourself clean
Go and dance yourself clean
You're throwing marks into pieces
Maybe they're arguments, the pieces, Oh!
Bb                          Gm
We should try a little harder
In the tedious march of the few
Every day's a different warning
There's a part of me hoping it's true







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