Artist: Eels
Album: Screm 2 Soundtrack
Tabbed: Rattman
This is one of the few songs with very little guitar playing in it that
sounds cool. This band reminds me of Beck alot. This tab may be a bit
off,
i think maybe they play in dropped D tuning but this is standard tuning
and sounds
good with the recording.
(vibrophone intro)
Intro:
G——————-
D——————-
A——————-
E-5-5-5-3-1-1-1-3-3-
Verse:
G——-
D——-
A-0-0-0-
E——-
Chorus:
G———————
D———————
A-3-3-3-4-4-4-5-5-5-3-
E———————
Bridge:
G——————-
D——————-
A——————-
E-1-1-1-5-5-5-3-3-1-
Lyrics:
Mamma gripped on to the milkmans hand
then she finally gave birth
years go by and still i dont know
who shall inherit this earth
and no one will know my name until its on a stone
whoa
this could be your lucky day
in hell
never know who it could be
at your doorbell
in hell
this could be your lucky day
in hell
Waking up with an ugly face
winston churchill in drag
looking forward to eternal imbrace
or just a tired old gag
am i just a walking bag of chewed up dust and bones
whoa
this could be your lucky day
in hell
never know who it could be
at your doorbell
in hell
this could be your lucky day
in hell
in hell
father teresa you cant make me into you
i never wanna be like you
why cant you see
its me
you’ve got to let me go
this could be your lucky day
in hell
never know who it could be
at your doorbell
in hell
this could be your lucky day
in hell
in hell
in hell
Bass Tab: Lucky Day In Hell
Artist: Eels
Album: Screm 2 Soundtrack
Tabbed: Rattman
This is one of the few songs with very little guitar playing in it that
sounds cool. This band reminds me of Beck alot. This tab may be a bit off,
i think maybe they play in dropped D tuning but this is standard tuning and sounds
good with the recording.
(vibrophone intro)
Intro:
G——————-
D——————-
A——————-
E-5-5-5-3-1-1-1-3-3-
Verse:
G——-
D——-
A-0-0-0-
E——-
Chorus:
G———————
D———————
A-3-3-3-4-4-4-5-5-5-3-
E———————
Bridge:
G——————-
D——————-
A——————-
E-1-1-1-5-5-5-3-3-1-
Lyrics:
Mamma gripped on to the milkmans hand
then she finally gave birth
years go by and still i dont know
who shall inherit this earth
and no one will know my name until its on a stone
whoa
this could be your lucky day
in hell
never know who it could be
at your doorbell
in hell
this could be your lucky day
in hell
Waking up with an ugly face
winston churchill in drag
looking forward to eternal imbrace
or just a tired old gag
am i just a walking bag of chewed up dust and bones
whoa
this could be your lucky day
in hell
never know who it could be
at your doorbell
in hell
this could be your lucky day
in hell
in hell
father teresa you cant make me into you
i never wanna be like you
why cant you see
its me
you’ve got to let me go
this could be your lucky day
in hell
never know who it could be
at your doorbell
in hell
this could be your lucky day
in hell
in hell
in hell
