'Offbeat Bare Ass'
Performed by 311
From the album "Grassroots" on Capricorn Records
Music by:  N. Hexum, C. Sexton & A. Wills
Lyrics by:  N. Hexum & D. Martinez
(c) 1994 Allegiance Music/Hydroponic Music BMI
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Tabbed by: Josh Tyson ([email protected])
The 311 Guitar Archive - http://chromosome.colorado.edu/311archive/


Riff 1 (w/Heavy Distortion):
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   B5/F#   C5/G
1:--------------
2:--------------
3:-4--4----5--5-
4:-4--4----5--5-
5:-2--2----3--3-
6:-2--2----3--3-

Riff 2 (w/Distortion):
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   N.C.
1:------------------
2:------------------
3:------------------
4:----------4-2-4-4-
5:------------------
6:-0-1-2-2----------

Riff 3 (w/Distortion):
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   E5      F#5 G5 F#5
1:------------------
2:------------------
3:------------------
4:------------------
5:-2-2-2-2--4--5--4-
6:-0-0-0-0--2--3--2-

Riff 4 (w/Distortion):
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   N.C.
1:--------------------
2:--------------------
3:--------------------
4:------------------5-
5:-5h7-7-7--5-7-5-7---
6:--------------------

Chorus (w/Heavy Distortion):
============================
   G5   C#5/Ab
1:---------------------
2:---------------------
3:------6--6--6--6-6-6-
4:-5-5--6--6--6--6-6-6-
5:-5-5--4--4--4--4-4-4-
6:-3-3--4--4--4--4-4-4-

Riff 5 (w/Distortion):
======================
   B5 D5  B5 C5
1:-7--10--7--8-8-8-8-
2:-7--10--7--8-8-8-8-
3:-------------------
4:-------------------
5:-------------------
6:-------------------


Lyrics/Song Structure:
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---> Play Riff 1 (x4)
---> Play Riff 1 over:
   Any different people can apply to drop the funk
   It's not a country club review board steady talkin junk
   Many people would have it others go put and grab it
   Some trip over roots and say *** it I'm sunk
   I put it in a limerick and kick the slick nick verbs
   I am the one who scores the herb
   When we're on the road P-Nut rolls it up
   Throw me a joint on stage what's up
---> No guitar over:
   I will tell a cop that I know my ***ing rights
   And we can match wits all night for real
---> Play Riff 1 over:
   He said if I had nothing to hide
   Then of course I wouldn't mind if he looked through our ride
   Uh, no I'd really rather you didn't
   And no we don't have guns hidden
---> Play Riff 2 over:
   We stood there for a while continue to decline
   Firmly, I didn't lose my mind
   I didn't let him break me he's just another human
   Not a bit of shame in what we were doin' that day
   He couldn't make us stay
   We had our *** together
   It don't matter whether
---> Play Riff 3 over:
   We sport the dread locks or a shaved head
---> No guitar over:
   Or if we have a sticker from the dead
---> Play Riff 4 over:
   I said a better verse rehearsed about the roughneck curse
---> No guitar over:
   Last week I keep an even keel and bow in place
   And face the music every minute
---> Play Chorus (x4)
---> Play Riff 1 over:
   Never could see my homey comin' till he passed
   Funky gas by my way all the day I couldn't laugh
   Oh by now I'm chill with it
   Bare ass in my face I'm ok but Chad's like "Uh-uh no he isn't"
   So I proceed to hear him get loose with the
   Fartin' all over my face sometimes my tummy
   He ***ed with my flow although I thought it funny
---> Play Riff 5 over:
   I probably wouldn't care if I smoked more kind bud
   But that wouldn't do me *** cuz then he'd *** me more up
   Crazy ill and chillin' rude but I'ze a real cool dude
   He didn't believe the day would come when he would get his too
---> Play Riff 2 over:
   But then one day right in front of his face I got him
   He looked over said "God *** get me some water"
   The one time I hadn't wasted till I got mine
   Smeared his nose with my armpit funk slime
   So you get it the picture just how sick we were then
   But before I jet "Hey yo Chad sniff my finger man"
---> Play Chorus (x4)
---> No guitar over:
   I can see a lot of people who feel like I do
   I can see a lot of people who feel like I don't
---> Play Riff 1 over:
   I go on step lightly even when I'm heavy
   High jump the slump open up fot the Revy Horton Heat
   Sweet what am I displayin' forgot what I was saying
   I know I must be laying a pipe you got a gripe
   With the way I get high
---> No guitar over:
   Graffix bong sing along with a cry of a
---> Play Riff 5 over:
   Mandatory sentence for a crime with no victim
   When everyone knows jail terms should be picked in
   Order of the pain that they cause
   Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law
   Until you violate the rights of another
   Respect the space of your sister and your brother
---> Play Riff 2 over:
   The war on drugs may be well intentioned
   But it falls ***ing flat when you stop and mention
   The overcrowded prisons where a rapists gets paroled
   To make room for a dude who has sold
   A pound of weed to me that's a crime
   Here's to good people doin time y'all
---> Play Chorus (x4)
---> Play Chorus over:
   Bare ass, yeah
   Bare ass, yeah
   Bare ass, yeah
   Bare ass, yeah