Tablature superstar punani - Sublime

          



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  Date: Sat, 3 Jan 1998 10:04:56 -0500 (EST)

  From: wbknox@unity.ncsu.edu

  To: guitar@olga.net

  Subject: CRD: superstar_punani.crd by Sublime

  

  Song: Superstar Punani

  Band: Sublime

  Album: Second-hand Smoke (1997)

  Written by Bradley

  Transcribed by Luke Knox (lukeknox@iname.com)

  

  The whole song uses a basic ska rythym, and is just these 

  chords:

     D    F   Bb  A   Dm  G

  E--10---8---6---5---5---3---

  B--10--10---6---5---6---3---

  G--11--10---7---6---7---4---

  D--12--10---8---7---7---5---

  A---------------------------

  E---------------------------

  

  The intro progression:

  D  F  Bb  A

  

  Verse:

  Dm  Bb  A

  

  Bridge:

  G  Dm  G  A

  

  Chorus is same as intro:

  D  F  Bb  A

  

  Lyrics: (my interpretation)

  

  (Verse):

  So tell me if you really wanna be a superstar, a fiesta on the mic and it 

  will surely take you far. You make that drop

  on the twenty foot tracks, mix it all down and you put it on wax. 

  Beginning is hype when you're playing in the bars in the bottomless pit 

  where you make loose and far. Take with your pipers and you take your 

  guitar, then take your woman and then pound your gong.

  

  (Bridge):

  Well beginning on wisdom I won't get you too far. First you'll have to 

  sell your soul, to be a superstar.

  

  (Verse):

  Maybe if you got it, forget about that, yo money don't concern you that's 

  a natural fact. Shut up your mouth before you get knocked down. We're 

  gonna listen to your voice upon the speaker box. And first you get a 

  manager but what does he do? I'll be the first to tell you baby that I 

  don't have a clue, we're gonna make a funky image for the MTV, hear it on 

  the radio say damn, that's me.

  

  (Bridge):

  Whenever I get over on a three-piece harm, Jesus and his momma gonna 

  break your arm, put your ass in the john, oh to be a superstar, oooohhh

  

  (Chorus):

  Realize sometimes I feel like a sign, oh you're in a position and you 

  just can't hide. Ruff, ruff, ruffruffruff

  

  (Verse): 

  All around the world you gotta make that trip and then you

  never thought you'd see the day you'd act like this. Your rep is gettin 

  bigger than a B-52 and it gets around the world before it gets back to 

  you. Hey! All of a sudden, can you believe before your eyes this shit has 

  come down to me. I gotta take a west-bound to side, so long, say so long, 

  say so long, see ya.

  

  (Bridge):

  Oh, my God if I'da let my own knife take it, turn around and place it home.

  

  (Chorus)

  

  (Restart, with probably improvised lyrics I can't really make out except 

  this:)

  Bo, what you want what you need? . . . .

  Punani, Punani, won't you love me? Punani, Punani, Punani

  

  ("Let the dogs go. .  Let'em go")

  

  That's it!  These chords are right, but I sure could use some help on 

  these lyrics. Questions, comments, changes?  E-mail me!

  

  Luke

   


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 Superstar punani, de Sublime 

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