Destroyer - Looters follies

You can h^Cuff and you can p^Euff But you'll n^Amever destroy that stuff Finally, I see ^Dmwhy, I sup^Gpose Kid, you b^Dmetter change your feathers Cause you'll never fly with th^Fose... th^Cings ^F In 'These Nights,'^C the b^Foys sing "Hello, empt^Ciness I he^Fard you're alright I've he^Card you're alright I've he^Fard of you"

A b^Cody aching, fra^Egile, and pale Dark va^Amlleys house its trail Why can't you see that a l^Fife in art and a l^Gife of mimicry It's the same th^Dming?! ^G

The r^Coom was cr^Amowded And, though y^Cou couldn't care less ab^Amout it, that much was t^Frue That mo^Gnth Another ver^Fsion of this miniature Rome^G to set fire to ^FWhy did we stop fucking around you? ^GGirls like gazelles graze ^FBoys wearing bells blaze n^Gew trails in s^Dmound ^G

I looked ^Cup, I looked ar^Gound A fa^Fmous Toronto painter shot me down ^Em "Oh, I've bu^Amsted my ass on these streets too lo^Dng," he said I set f^Fire to the bed and t^Gore his go^Fwn

^FLadada^Emda, Ladada^Dmda, Ladadad^Cadadadadada^Fda ^FLadada^Emda, Ladada^Dmda, Ladadad^Cadadadadada^Fda ^FFelt some mercurial presence, h^Emitherto unknown It was the ^Dmsun, it was a stone fal^Cling through blank space It was that je^Fwel-encrusted roan get^Emting in my face ^{Dm C}

^F Looked across the way to The Pri^Emncess Rooms I saw br^Dmides and their grooms I heard the so^Cund of bells ringing! ^FLadada^Emda, Ladada^Dmda, Ladadad^Cadadadadada^Fda

^FCinders look back fondly upon a ho^Emuse on fire when across An o^Dmcean we go We r^Cow and we row and we t^Fire ^FLadada^Emda, Ladada^Dmda, Ladadad^Cadadadadada^Fda

^FNow, step out of the darkness and i^Emnto the light Yeah, it's co^Dmmmon knowledge I've been do^Cing alright No, I c^Fan't complain On the ^EmEast side, midwives' l^Dmives go down the drain ^CAll cause our babies are dy^Fing, oh-oh-^Emoh! ^FLadada^Emda, Ladada^Dmda, Ladadad^Cadadadadada^Fda ^FLadada^Emda, Ladada^Dmda, Ladadad^Cadadadadada^Fda

^FI lifted the veil to see^Em nature's trickery^Dm revealed as pure shit From wh^Cich nothing ever rose cause^F nothing ever could ^Em I s^Dmwear somewhere the truth lies wit^Chin this wood ^{F Em} I s^Dmwear, "Looters' Follies" has never sounded so go^Cod ^{F Em} And, ^Dmwin or lose, wh^Cat's the diffe^Frence? ^{Em Dm C F}Ladada^Emda, Ladada^Dmda, Ladadad^Cadadadadada^Fda ^FLadada^Emda, Ladada^Dmda, Ladadad^Cadadadadada^Fda ^FLadada^Emda, Ladada^Dmda, Ladadad^Cadadadadada^Fda ^FLadada^Emda, Ladada^Dmda, Ladadad^Cadadadadada^Fda ^FLadada^Emda, Ladada^Dmda, Ladadad^Cadadadadada^Fda