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Date: Sat, 11 Oct 1997 17:57:55 +1000
From: iCeSk8eR 
Subject: TAB: I Choose by Offspring

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I choose - Offspring
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Ixnay on the Hombre

Heyas!! It's me again transcribing this song.
Well, not much to say for this song, it's just a easy piece
and you should be able to play it without any trouble
Enjoy! Also, tell me what you think about the tab.

Joe Ok (leech@webexpress.net.au)


Riff 1

E --2h3p2-x-x-x-x-x-x------------------
B --3---3-x-x-x-x-x-x------------------
G --2---2-x-x-x-x-x-x--2-2-2-2-4-4-4-4-
D ---------------------3-3-3-3-5-5-5-5-
A ---------------------3-3-3-3-5-5-5-5-
E ---------------------1-1-1-1-3-3-3-3-


[Riff1]
D                      F        G
Look at me I'm fallin' Off of a cliff now
I can still hear my mama yelling No No No
But the words mean nothing
Can't catch up to me now
And the view is so beautiful
All the way down
When I was a little boy
Suckin' juice from a bottle
Believing my perceptions were oh so real
But I don't know nothing
Still knowing nothing
Was just enough for me to know the way I feel

D                   C         G        D
This is life What a fucked up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground if we choose
And I choose [Riff 1]

D            F        G
Look at me I'm swollen
Like a banana fish now
I'm never gonna make it out of my hole
But I keep on laughing
Doesn't really matter
There's dozens of reasons for explaining my soul
When I was a teenager
Suckin' booze with the Vatos
Discussing who was gonna live to be 21
They said they wouldn't make it
They didn't make it
We're all naked when the day is said and done

D        C       G          D
This is life
What a fucked up thing we do
What a nightmare come true
Or a playground if we choose
And I choose

D               F               G
Don't know who made this all come true
But now while you're here
You just gotta do what you gotta do 
Now if I wasn't such a weenie
Do you think you'd still love me
Pretending I'm an airplane on the living
Room floor
But like a lovely generator
You stand right by me
And if words were wisdom I'd be talking
Even more
So I keep on falling
As I'm looking back above me
Watching as my mama just becomes a little dot
Now I'm like DeNiro
I'm amarillo
And I'll never know when I hit the ground