Freelance Whales - Generator second floor
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Pretty easy song, two chords back and forth over and over again.
Verses:
GAnd I could never tell as a kid
What that window door went to
Only told to stay away
Bm7I almost had an accident at age 6
When I found the key in the attic
GAnd now the smell of these wood frames
Is the only sense I've left
Bm7So as you pull me from the bed
Tell me I look stunning and cadaverous
G Bm7 A few times
GAnd since you are my friend
I would ask that you lower me down slow
And tell the man in the black cloak
Bm7He doesn't need to trouble his good soul
With those latin conjugations
GAnd if it's all the same to them
You should tell your gathering friends
Bm7Please not to purse their faces grim
On such a lovely sunday
Chorus:
GDon't fix my smile, life is long enough
Bm7We will put this flesh into the ground again
Repeat chorus as needed