Suffocate

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Date: Tue, 19 Nov 1996 20:01:10 -0800

From: "Michael A. Mazur" mmazur@WPI.EDU

Subject: TAB: Counting Crows, "Suffocate"

Tab: "Suffocate" Counting Crows

Transcribed by Michael A. Mazur (mmazur@wpi.edu)

As recorded live at the Hollywood Grand, 16 November, 1995

Intro and main riff (played by organ)

e|-------------------|----------------|
B|-------------------|----------------|
G|--------1--1h2--4--|--------1h2-----|
D|-------------------|-----2-------2--|
A|-------------------|----------------|
E|--0--0-------------|--0-------------|

Verse:

E (with main riff played by organ, guitar 1 enters with chords)

Come on in baby, guess you want to touch me now

You want to put your hands on my face, and

Tell me you love me, tell me you need me

Don't say that you love me

Don't say anything, 'cause

A

I am not that kind of man

I'm much less than you think I am

(Back to main riff)

e|-------------------|
B|-------------------|
G|-------------------| Guitar 2 doubles main riff, except replacing
D|-------6b(7)r6-----| the second measure with this
A|----------------7--|
E|--0----------------|

So many people are just like Jesus,

They drag all this weight to get to anything better than

Where they've been, or where they are

Well tell me what the hell's the reason when we're never getting

anywhere, but

A

You want me to say "Hey, it's OK."

But I'm so dizzy, baby, just get the hell away from me

Chorus:

E B A * (guitar 2 plays fill 1)

How can you breathe?

E B A

How can you see?

E B A E *(guitar 2 plays fill 2)

I can't even sleep when you're with me

Fill 1 Fill 2

e|--------------|-|----4--2p0-------|
B|--5--4--2-----|-|------------4/5--|
G|-----------2--|-|/4---------------|
D|--------------|-|-----------------|
A|--------------|-|-----------------|
E|--------------|-|-----------------|

Verse: (organ and guitar 2 play simile to first verse)

I'm sick of summertime,

I know all of the best things in life are unkind

I could be everything, I could be anything, but

All the time I think that if I only had a pair if wings...

But you won't touch me

Just take your hands off me, don't touch me baby

I can't receive it, you see...

How can you see?

How can you breathe?

I can't feel a thing when you're with me