Oh Land - Audition day

We can't ^Bbmdance no more When the jury gas pipe boom boom sings outside the door We can't think no more When the beery bass ^Gbvoice makes a judgement ^EbmPenetrates the walls

We can't ^Bbmbreathe no more When the sweet thick oyster sauce Sweat is floating to the floor It's audition day And the feelings you ^Gbhave might have to be ^Ebmsacrificed...

Feel the ^Bbmheartbeat: (boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom) (boom boom boom boom boom boom boom ^Gbboom boom) Feel the heatbeat ^Ebm (boom boom boom boom boom)

So ^Bbjudge me ^Fm7Before I make a stand Oh ^Bbmilk me ^Fm7Affection is in great demand ^BbJudge me... Let the ^Fm7pole axe show me the way Hear the ^Bbheart play: (boom boom boom boom) On audition day

We can't ^Bbmlaugh no more When the smiley face bass is walking in the corridor We can't talk no more When the punch lines, ^Gbha-ha, funny ones have ^Ebmalready been said before We can't s^Bbmleep no more When the empty night dreams keep hunting us back for more It's a sweet day And the roses you ^Gbget might have to last^Ebm a hundred years

Feel the ^Bbmheartbeat: (boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom) (boom boom boom boom boom boom boom ^Gbboom boom) Feel the heatbeat ^Ebm (boom boom boom boom boom) hearbeat!

So ^Bbjudge me ^Fm7Before I make a stand Oh ^Bbmilk me ^Fm7Affection is in great demand ^BbJudge me... Let the ^Fm7pole axe show me the way Hear the ^Bbheart play: (boom boom boom boom) On audition day