Song: It's For You - by Mike Roe
From: Safe As Milk (12 song version)
As transcribed by Kurt Knutson. (

"This song you could play in your Baptist church and not miss a chord change." ~ Mike Roe

G                               D/F#              D/F#sus-D/F#
it's a wake-up call -- 'cuz the thrill of it all
      Am                         C                     D
isn't worth the punch -- drunken binges only blow your lunch
G                                 D/F#              D/F#sus-D/F#
yes you shot your wad -- when you named yourself "God"
         Am                              C
but your nickname is "chump" -- blowing chunks out your mouth wisdom out
your rump
G                                 D/F#              D/F#sus-D/F#
it's a belching gas -- it's a treacherous trip on a mountainous pass
       Am                                  C
it's a warning, it's a block -- you're the cock 'o th' walk but you can't
walk your talk

         C       D       G
It's for you and you and you
             C       D    G
ahh it's for you and you, you too
         C       D       G
it's for you and you and you
              C       D       G
yeah it's for you and you and you

        G                         D/F#                   D/F#sus-D/F#    
it's a freeze-frame still full of whiskey and bitter pills
       Am                        C                                    D
it's a catwalk crawl through one barroom brawl after another (it's a mother)
   G                           D/F#              D/F#sus-D/F#
so don't look down -- 'cuz you won't like the drop
     Am                                  C
it's fun while you're flying -- but it's bad when you're lying there
bleeding and dying


C                          Em
it's a bath of sin -- with no way to clean up and no way to win
        Am                    C                              D
it's a hardened heart -- that attacks when it stops and you can't make it start again

(music bridge)
            C                              Em
yes, you're laboring under the law -- with all your foibles and all of your flaws
you can cut 'em all loose and save yourself from the hangman
           C                        D
there's no need to be damned but do you give a dang, man?
        C                        Em
whether fortune and fame --  or rank poverty we all rank just the same
           Am                    C
'cuz every knee has to bow -- to some god of some kind which one will
you choose now?
      C       D       G
is it you and you and you?