One Seventeen

Song

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ADMINISTRATION

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One Seventeen - The Transplants

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Tabbed by: TRON

Email: BullsOnParade@rock.com

AIM SN: guitarghetto

Date: August 28, 2004

Tuning: regular

This is my first tab so please criticize to your hearts content. To be honest

I'd rather be discouraged...

This song is by The Transplants. They play 1/17 whenever they open a set,

which is worth seeing. I have seen them twice, once with the Foo Fighters,

and once at the KROQ Weenie Roast. Actually, their timing is totally off, but

to me being totally wasted it didn't sound any different. This song is pretty

much identical to Nirvana's Territorial Pissings.

There's all these effects during the song, please don't get pissed, but I'm not

gonna waste my time on all the useless shit. You fucks can do it yourself.

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(Play throughout song)

Lyrics:

I'm not taken no chance tonight

I'm gonna pack me a gat tonight

I'm gonna sell me some sacks tonight

And if it all goes well and I'm stacked tonight

We can all kick back and we can laugh tonight

Your off track tonight, and if you snooze you lose

You slept we crept, Your being broke your bruised

Thats the life I choose, guns drugs and booze

And we can get down right here in the street

You choose to live on your knees

I'd rather die on my feet

Shelia is a mess - o

She comes from Modesto

And you confessed

I don't wanna let go

she will do her best though

Death to confession (?)

Everythings ok

If she goes and says so

She's gonna load em up

Tie it up now boot it up

Shoot em up shoot em up

Cigarette now smoke it up

I got my (?) up

Cigarette now smoke it up

She not my sister

I love to watch ya tear it up

And we can get down right here in the street

You choose to live on your knees

I'd rather die on my feet