Billy Corgan - Rider

Call me ^Eri^Esus4der Call me a^Esus4nythin^Eg Call me wh^Eat you ^Esus4like There's no good names for ^Eso^Esus4ul 'Cause you kno^Ew ^Esus4me Sycam^Eor^Esus4e spit-twine These k^Eno^Esus4tted boughs must wr^Eit^Esus4e Of e^Eac^Esus4h injustice Every so^Els^Esus4tice in white We sl^Eun^Esus4g tobacci be^Eyo^Esus4nd our rising, r^Eot^Esus4-mines ^{E Esus4} As ^Etr^Esus4inkets get loosed us c^Ean^Esus4aries will trill on sing^Asus2-song

New^Asus2 paragons There's one pl^G#ace I once bel^Bmonged But ^Asus2straight from the heart I’ve wrought not one speck of proof E Esus4 E Esus4 So, ^Asus2dead punks traipse your streets Not a ^G#ghou^Bml has your heat A st^Asus2reak from this heart I'll beat My wings over y^Eou^{Esus4 Esus4 E}

'Cause you kn^Eow^Esus4 me ^Esus4Rider,^E I've got a s^Eoul^{Esus4 Esus4 E}

Call me r^Eide^Esus4r Call me an^Eyon^Esus4e Spell me w^Ehat^Esus4 you like There's no good cause, I'm to^Eld ^{Esus4 Esus4}'Cause you know me Happens^Eta^Esus4nce twins brine And dread, besotted, clem^Een^Esus4tine Oh, mighty father drippin’ U^E.S^Esus4. blue Whence ^Est^Esus4iff religion r^Eos^Esus4e our every roof with^E h^Esus4indsight^{E Esus4} So ^Ela^Esus4ughs the lancer who f^Eor^Esus4got how to ride

Ponies f^Asus2reed as tresses flee Nouveau s^G#alons writ, continental sp^Bmree But st^Asus2raight from this heart I wheeze no guarante^Ees^{Esus4 Esus4 E} Just two tw^Asus2igs from a tree of life Gi^G#ves one pause to take a wi^Bmfe Yet s^Asus2traight from this heart I'd lie Just to tell you the trut^Eh ^{Esus4 Esus4 E}

'Cause you k^Eno^Esus4w me ^Esus4Rider,^E I've a soul^{E Esus4 Esus4} 'Cause you k^Eno^Esus4w me Rider, I've a so^Eul