Boombox Chords & Lyrics by The Lonely Island
Boombox
guitar chords lyrics
You could play the same chords as for the chorus throughout and add emphasis for
the chorus but i have tried to follow the bass synth at the begining you can add a
capo at the first and do it how you please really and update it bits that sound better
ENjoy
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[The Lonely Island] All Lonely Island Bits
EM F#M
Imagine in your mind a posh country club
A2 B5
The stuffy old money where the poor get snubbed
EM F#M
The spread is bland sauerkraut and boiled goose
A2 B5
There's no way these people will ever cut loose
EM F#M
But then I walk in the room, hold my boombox high
A2 B5
And what happened next, will blow your mind
[Julian Casablancas] All Chorus/ Julian Casablancas Bits
AM DM
Everything got outta control
EM AM
The music was so entrancing
AM DM
Everyone got out on the floor
EM AM
It was a bunch of old white people dancing
[The Lonely Island]
Now picture if you will a bunch of business men
Stuffed in the boardroom like pigs in a pen
The ties around the necks are like a hangman's noose
In the middle of the table there's a boiled goose
The old people smell makes you want to puke in the sink
These dudes will never dance yeah that's what you think
I stride in the room all young and hip
Hold up my boombox and say listen to this
[Julian Casablancas]
Then everyone started to move
People rejoiced instead of financing
Your preconcieved notions were shattered
By the super old white people dancing
[The Lonely Island]
The big apple, where people never dance
Spirits go down while profits expand
The cops or the dealers, who's got the juice
The street benders peddling their boiled goose
So many types of people will never get along
Till I bust out my boombox and play this song
[Julian Casablancas]
The music washed away all the hate
And society started advancing
Every demographic was represented
It was a rainbow coalition of dancing
Whoa!
Everyone was wearing fingerless gloves
Whoaaaaaoaaaaaoh!
I saw a Spanish guy doing the Bartman
[The Lonely Island]
Transport now to an old folks home
Where the elderly are tossed on their brittle bones
The orderlies are stealing there's no excuse
Everyday for lunch they eat boiled goose
So I grabbed my boombox and hit the turbo bass
And what happened next was a total disgrace
[Julian Casablancas]
Everybody started having sex
The music was way too powerful
A bunch of old people fucking like rabbits
It was disgusting to say the least
Oh!
A boombox can change the world
You gotta know your limits with a boombox
This was a cautionary tale
A boombox is not a toy
