Ghost Mice - Albany
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Intro Chords: G, Em
EmWe drove after the Gshow
EmOn dark and windy rGoads
EmThe fog was so thicGk
CWe couldn't see thrDough it
EmWe had to take it sGlow
EmBut little did I knGow
EmThat while I did my best to Gkeep us alive
CYou were dying out there on the Dwest coast
And the Cblue and red lights looked so Dbright in the fog
With no Gseatbelts on and an eCxpired license plate
That veAmrmont state police man must have Dknown
what was to come
She took it Geasy on us and he Clet us drive away
The Amroad seemed to go on forDever that night and the Ghour kept getting Clate
The Amcell phone towers that Dwe drove past
Had a Ggrim look Gmaj7on their Cface
Cuz they Amknew what they had to Ddo
But they Gdidn't want to break the Cnews
It's an Amawful job that Dno one wants to Gdo (Continue these chords)
Kept awake by crazy dogs
Too much baking powder used
I had seven missed calls
So I knew that it was bad bad news
I went to the van
The taste of metal in my mouth
I played the message back again and again
Just hoping that I heard it wrong somehow
And the people on the streets, they stared at me
As I stared off into space
Like a statue in the back seat, like a coffin in the grave
I sat frozen in purple rain
And I waited for the phone call to come to tell me
That this was one of your pranks
And I waited for weeks and weeks to let a
Tear roll down my face
And I knew what they had to do
But I didn't want to break the news
It's an awful job that no one wants to do
So this is where you went
When you left to try and kill the president
We tracked you down
And we dragged you back into the van somehow
I threw you against a fence
I felt so bad for doing it
The next morning I just left
I drove home alone feeling so fuckin sick
And somewhere in pennsylvania
I saw a dozen amish women on a bridge
They waved at me when I drove underneath
I was worried about what it meant
This was years ago I know I know
But now I'm back again
And the goddamn telephone's telling me
That I don't have a best friend
I don't what to go home
Because it's home's not where I live
So I played that message one more time again