Squealing Pigs


Tabbed By Haz Listen For The Picking / Strumming Patern Capo 5 C = Normal C with 3rd Fret On Bottom E Pressed ( Relative to capo ) Couldnt find a name for the chord so if anyone knows just send me a message and ill change it Im sure its just a C but an alternate way to play it. and ocassionally pull off the D after playing F F = Barre F except in the fret you barre with just play the B string Fmaj7 = Regular except again with E string pressed on the 3rd fret Hope this makes sense Still working on the chorus will update as i go C F C Make a cup with your hands to take a drink C F C In the same way that your father did C F C And throw a stone upon the river's lid Fmaj7 Watch the circles take you home C F C Blow the smoke and watch it leave your lungs C F C And high or not, think of what you've done C F C Have you not considered life beneath the thumb? Fmaj7 Or flying solo in your home? C F C 'Cause sometimes it's who, not what you do C F C Just because your father did doesn't mean that you should too C F C I don't want to lose you Fmaj7 Don't go away from here C F It's that sinking feeling of being alone G Am And it's the way it makes you screech C F And pulls the skin off your bones G Am And I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor; C F Will you still know me in a year? C F C Don't you think about your actions? C F C Counter-weight dire reactions? C F C Zero soul, you're a loser's son Fmaj7 But don't you go away from here C F C Your mind's a mine-field in a minor way C F C Don't just fall in like some mindless stray C F C "We're your friends, you see" is what they say Fmaj7 Don't you go away from here C F Yeah, it's that sinking feeling of being alone G Am And it's the way it makes you screech C F And pulls the skin off your bones G Am And I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor; C F Will you still know me in a year? (Pause) It's that sinking feeling of being alone And it's the way it makes you screech And pulls the skin off your bones And I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor; Will you still know me in a year? C F Yeah, it's that sinking feeling of being alone G Am And it's the way it makes you screech C F And peels the skin off your bones G Am And I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor; C F Will you still know me in a year?