Tablature the clowns of death - Oingo Boingo

          



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  From boingo692x@mail.telis.org Fri Apr 18 10:27:49 1997

  Date: Thu, 10 Apr 1997 17:16:43 -0700

  From: Oh' C <boingo692x@mail.telis.org>

  To: guitar@olga.net

  Subject: Tab: The Clowns of Death by Oingo Boingo

  

  Song 	: The Clowns of Death

  Written : Danny Elfman

  Band	: Oingo Boingo

  Transcribed : boingo692x (boingo692x@mail.telis.org)

  >From the Farewell Halloween 1995 Live Album.

  

  This song is originally recorded with three guitars (Steve, Warren, and

  Danny).  I will attempt to tab out the main parts since they basically

  play the same thing with each adding their own styles.

  This is an estimation at best.

  

  The begining is a bass riff that is picked up eventually by the guitars

  and used througout the song.

  

  5|------------2--3-2-0------------/7-7--|

  6|-0-2-0-2-0------------0-2-0-2-0--------|

  

  

  Intro guitar lick.

  

  3|-11-11-*-11-11-*-11-11-*11-9(11)-11--|

  or something like that.  On the second time slide up to 22 or 24 at the

  end.

  (Try experimenting with Artificial Harmonics)

  

  

  Power Chords

     E F#       Bm C   A

  

  4|------------4--5-4-2-------------------|

  5|-2-4-2-4-2--2--3-2-0--2-4-2-4-2--------|

  6|-0-2-0-2-0------------0-2-0-2-0--------|

  

  

  There is a section before the verse comes up where Danny is mimicking

  the the bends on the guitar or vice verse.

  It goes somethin like this:

  

  3|-----------------------------------|  

  4|7-9-10~--7-9-10~--7-9-10~--7-9-7---|2x

  5|---------------------------------9-|  

  

  3|9-11-11~--9-11-11~--9-11-11~--9-11-9---|

  4|-------------------------------------11|2x

  

  

  or something like that.

  

  Pre-Chorus

  

     A  G  E  B

  3|-------1--------------1--|

  4|-7--5--2--9--7--5--9--2--|

  5|-7--5--2--9--7--5--9--2--|

  6|-5--3-----7--5--3--7-----|

  

  

  Chorus

  

     F#       G#            C#

  4|-4--6--4--6--4--6--6-4-/11--|

  5|-4--6--4--6--4--6--6-4-/11--|

  6|-2--4--2--4--2--4--4-2-/9---| 2x

  

     C#   B    B     A

  3|-6-6--4-4--------------|

  4|-6-6--4-4--9-9-9-7-7-7-|

  5|-4-4--2-2--9-9-9-7-7-7-|

  6|-----------7-7-7-5-5-5-|

  

  Interlude

  

  4|-7---11--|

  5|-7---11--|

  6|-5---9---|

  

  

  Lyrics:

  

  Verse 1

  

  I'm the one who preys upon the weakest, and the weakest always preys

  upon the one who's underneath. Hey!

  I'm the one who doesn't see the waves of human kindness, and the tides

  that turn the day, I'm the one who always turns and looks away, Hey!

  

  

  Pre-Chorus

  

  Because after all, we are only boys.

  Boys will be boys, will be boys.

  

  

  Verse 2

  

  I'm the one who treads upon the weaker ones, those that I can find, and

  there will always be some others who will march along in line.

  And we'll upon the world in a massive tidle wave, and we'll shout and

  make some noise.

  

  Pre-Chorus

  

  

  Chorus

  The clowns of death are marching on there hideous parade.

  Their glaring eyes are filled with hate but I am not afraid.

  Their painted faces cracked with age.

  Their makeup old and worn.

  With tattered wigs and toothy grins to amplify their scorn.

  Their looking for the helpless ones.

  Their looking for the misbegotten.

  They prey upon the weak and fractured.

  The crippled and the freaks of nature.

  

  Interlude

  And if they come upon one who is lost or is alone.  Their smiles get

  even bigger and their noses start to grow.  Making snarling sounds they

  pantomine with furious abandon.  And with a scream they pounce to kill

  and all the they're laughing.

  

  Verse 2 (again)

  

  Pre-Chorus

  

  Chorus

  

  Interlude

  

  Your sons and daughters innocent, lay sleeping in their beds.  They'll

  catch them when your not around and smash there little heads.  And if

  you think it's just a dream well that, it isn't fair.  They'll slip

  around outside your door.  The clowns are everywhere.

  

  

  That's all floks.  Enjoy the playing.  Again this is just an

  approximation of what is really going on.  To learn more I suggest

  buying the C.D. or tape, or the video for that matter, for closer

  inspection.

  

  Boingo692x

  

   


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