A Nervous Tic Motion of the Head to the Left by Andrew Bird
Transcribed by: Chuck or Charmister Email: chhuckim@gmail for Q&A
(LONG transcription; There are song comments "between the lines" and you can
copy+paste and cut out the comments in Word if wanted: Credit to Charmister)
Tuning: Standard E
INTRO:(Either strum once lightly for melancholy effect or rhythmically)
Over prescribed
Under the mister
C C/B (01022X) Play as walk down from open chord ?C?
We had survived to
Turn on the history channel
And ask our esteemed panel
Why are we alive
And here's how they replied
You're what happens when two substances collide
And by all accounts you really should've died
Am E (Pluck Root note and then rest of chord in 4/4)
E (Then play ?E? chord loud into interlude?)
Interlude 1):
Am C/G Gm F E (Interlude chords played behind RIFF 1)
G]-----99--------[x2]-----99-55----[x2]----77-------[x2]--|
D]--77----1010-77------55-------55------55----88-55-------|
G]-----99--------------1010-99-----------| {last measure
D]--77----1010-77---77---------99--------| one time}
(All notes should be relatively staccato)
[[Play this Interlude into Verse as many times as you want? Or if you are
as does Andrew in his live version, then play until comfortable. w/ looping, have riff continue
Verses and Chorus.]]
VERSE 1:
Stretched out on the tarmac
Six miles south of North Platte
He can't stand to look back
At sixteen tons of HazMat
PRE-CHORUS:
And it's what goes
Undelivered
Undelivered
CHORUS:
And it's a nervous tic motion of the head to the left
It's a nervous tic motion of the head to the left
Of the what? Of the head to the left
Exercise yourself 'till you're bereft
'Cause it's a nervous tic motion of the head to the left
Of the...of the...to the...
VERSE:
Am C/G ..etc.
Splayed out on a bathmat
Six miles north of South Platte
And he just wants his life back
What's in that paper knapsack
PRE-CHORUS:
And it's what goes
Undelivered
Undelivered
CHORUS:
It's a nervous tic motion of the head to the left
A nervous tic motion of the head
OUTRO:
Over imbibed
Under the mister
Barely alive we
Cover the blisters in flannel
Though the words we speak are banal
Not one of them's a lie
Not one of them's a lie
You're what happens when
Two substances collide
And by all accounts
You really should've died
(Song order may vary -Follow recording or cover in your own way.
This song is one of my most favorites of Andrew Bird?s. I watch his live
on ?looping? and was inspired to buy a 'Loop' pedal myself.
Live Version that I am transcribing nearly to:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wRk2iHkOcNE
I had to comprise (between live and album versions), for to mimic Andrew is to only try
because of his talking-singing-voice and incredible whistling and violin playing).
God Bless, and joyful music-ing!