#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## Date: Wed, 21 Jun 1995 08:12:11 GMT From: [email protected] (Steinar Sande) Subject: Too Much Spice, Husker Du {Title: Too Much Spice} {St: Grant Hart, Husker Du} #Transcribed by Steinar Sande, [email protected] #If you have any corrections, please mail them to me #Enjoy... [E]You never [C]used to care for [G]fancy new ob[A]sessions [E]You never [C]used to have a [G]reason to be [A]bored [E]Now you in[C]dulge yourself with [G]new ways of pos[A]sessions [E]Now you in[C]dulge yourself and your [G]feelings are ig[A]nored And you're [B]coloring your [A]life with too much [C]spice There was a time there was a place there was a reason There was a situation comfortable for you You've tasted everything in this here bag of season But now you're bored and you've run out of things to do And you're coloring your life with too much spice You don't see anything your eyes are so revealing They're sharply focused on looking for a thrill You've grown so numb you never notice any feeling Your thoughts are dead and you've still got some time to kill And you're coloring your life with too much spice Ha en glad dag! Steinar, IT-tjenesten.
