Methyl Ethel - Idee fixe

^FmEyes rolled back, we lash the ^Gmrunner ^AbYou called out to the summer ^Bbsoil And ^Cmit's not that, we're barely ^Dm7oiled ^BbYou crawled back to whip the ^Ebsilence ^FmI climbed up two dozen ^Gmroses ^AbEach one caught like a Sunday ^Bbsoldier ^CmHair tied back, I've a tendency to ^Dm7lose it ^BbRound the act, you lost your ^Ebcolour

I ^Fmfired up, was the forceful en^Gmdue me ^AbEach one like caught the first one ^Bbsoothing ^CmLies a like I can rock a ^Dm7story ^BbChildren's eyes takes another toll ^Ebon me ^FmIt falls back in the sun's con^Gmtusion ^AbI call out, I cannot be ^Bbfoolish ^CmGod was right in the first of the ^Dm7cooling ^BbSide wind up, where's the rest of the ^Ebloose change?

Well I thought ^FmI found God, for the rest of the ^Gmcool age ^AbPeaceful now but to colour the ^Bbtulip ^CmSides rise up for the ones who ^Dm7choose them ^BbEach one bad like the revolution ^Ebknew this

^Fm And I liberate these ^Gmthings is all it ^Abis ^Bb Yes, ^CmI liberate these thing^Dm7s that I ^Bbsay