Wednesday, May 15, 2013

X: Mech and Manabozho

  Em       A               C7 C#7 C7 B11 Em       A               C7 C#7 C9 B7
E ---0-0-0-0-0-0-------------0-0-0-3-0-----------------------------0-0-0-0-2
B ---3-3-0-2-0-2-------------1-2-1-0-2-0---3-3-0-2-0-2-------------1-2-1-3-0
G ---3-3-0-2-0-2-3-2-0-------3-4-3-3-2-0---3-3-0-2-0-2-3-2-0-------3-4-3-3-2
D -2-2-2-2-2-0-2-------2-0---2-3-2-2-1-1-2-2-2-2-2-0-2-------2-0---2-3-2-2-1
A -2-2-2-2-0-0-0-----------3-3-4-3-3-2-2-2-2-2-2-0-0-0-----------3-3-4-3-3-2
E -0-------------------------------------0----------------------------------

Main riff:
  Em       A               C7 C#7 C7 B7
E ---0-0-0-0-0-0-------------0-0-0-0-2 [flourish on B7]
B ---3-3-0-2-0-2-------------1-1-2-1-0
G ---3-3-0-2-0-2-3-2-0-------3-3-4-3-2
D -2-2-2-2-2-0-2-------2-0---2-2-3-2-1
A -2-2-2-2-0-0-0-----------3-3-3-4-3-2
E -0----------------------------------

Old Manabozho was a crafty shape shifter
Who met a funny gadget named Mech one day
The machine said, “Let me make your life go swifter
You look so inconvenienced in your primitive way”

Old Manabozho was hungry for adventure
And hadn’t seen a creature like Mech before
He didn’t know the gadget was a masterful entrencher
The cost of its admission wasn’t marked on the door

A      G# G
Manabozho then elected
G# A           G# G             G#
To step inside to see what Mech did
A           G#     G            G#
He got deep fried, nuked, convected
A             G#   G
Spliced, rewinded, vivisected
G# A        G#  G
Unqualified and unexpected
    F           F#    F   B7        C7        Em
The shiny new machine had swallowed Manabozho whole

Old Manabozho’s predicament was dire
He was discombobulated, battered, hazed and contused
He found a naked wire and then he got inspired
“A fire in this belly is a thing I could use!”

Now, the not-so-funny Mech laughed “Don’t you even try it!
I heard that story yesterday
My memory remembers and my processors apply it
Evolving adaptation is the natural way.”

Old Manabozho changed his voice
He said, “You’re the shiniest suit I’ve seen
Your belts and gears are my style of choice
I’ll be handsome when I’m fashioned in my new machine

Manabozho changed his shape and
The new machine retaliated
They both fought and sparred and raided
Sneak attacked and counter-invaded
Deconstructed all the day ‘til
The shiny new machine had finally given up the ghost

Old Manabozho was a crafty shape shifter
Who fashioned a mechanical suit one day
He’s worn it ever since and he’s always moving swifter
In expediently deft and technological ways

He lives inside your switches, knobs and spools
Ink pens, toaster and digital bits
If something funny happens with any of your tools
    C7            C#7 C7    C9           B11        C9addmaj7 B7     Em
You know that Manabozho the crafty shape shifter is playing another trick

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