Andrew Bird - Eight

^EmOne just reached for her g^Dun Two’s slumped in the co^Arner ^EmThree is making a p^Dlea For someone to adore^A her ^EmFive is buried al^Dive ^B7Six is out on the st^Emreet throwing bricks n^Dow ^CSeven, let’s just skip o^Dver seven, shall we and get to ei^Eght

^COoh-ooh, ^Dooh, ^Eooh ^COoh-ooh, ^Dooh, ^Eooh, ooh, no

S^Cince my days are numbered ^DI am unencumbered by^E fate D^Con’t you look so sudden, ‘^Dtill you lay your burden d^Eown

^EmNine is waiting to s^Dhine Ten is stuck at the bo^Aulder ^EmEleven’s by two legged b^Drother Twelve is the ho^Ald up Now th^Emirteen just might be the w^Dorst F^B7ourteen has a secret and it’s r^Emeady to b^Durst now Fi^Cfteen goes with the i^Dce cream into the fo^Eyer

^COoh-ooh, o^Doh, o^Eoh ^COoh-ooh, o^Doh, o^Eoh, ooh, (oh, oh) ^COoh-ooh, o^Doh, o^Eoh ^COoh-ooh, o^Doh, o^Eoh

I se^Cnse my days are numbered ^DI am unencumbered by ^E fate, fate ^CDon’t you look so sudden, ^D‘till you lay your burden down ^{E C}Since my days are numbered ^DI feel unencumbered by ^E fate ^CDon’t you look so sudden, ‘t^Dill you lay your burden down ^E