The Magnetic Fields - All the umbrellas in london

If I ^Gmake it ^Dtonight it'll ^Cbe all ^Gright It'll make a ^Dgood song or s^Comethin^Gg I've been trying to ^Dgive myself ^Creasons to ^Glive And I really can't ^Dthink of ^Cone ^Gthing

I ^Gdrive a^Cround, ^{G D} I ^Gwalk a^Cround in ^Gcircles ^D 'Cause ^GI've got no ^Csense of ^Gdirection ^D And I ^Gguess I've got no ^Csense at all ^{G D}

^GAll the umbrellas in ^CLondon couldn't stop this ^Grain ^{C G}And all the dope in New ^CYork couldn't kill this ^Gpain ^{C G}And all the money in ^CTokyo couldn't make me ^Gstay ^{C G}All the umbrellas in ^CLondon couldn't stop this ^Grain ^C

I don^G't cry a^Dnymore, i go o^Cut the ^Gdoor And I usually^D keep on walki^Cng ^G I will sit in^D the bar where^C the co^Gcktails are But I really ^Ddon't feel lik^Ce talki^Gng

I ^Glie aro^Cund ^{G D} and ^Glet the ^Cdarkness ^Gfall ^D 'cause ^GI've got a ^Csense of ^Gperfection ^D And ^Gnothing makes much ^Csense at all ^{G D}

^GAll the umbrellas in ^CLondon couldn't stop this ^Grain ^{C G}And all the dope in New ^CYork couldn't kill this ^Gpain ^{C G}And all the money in ^CTokyo couldn't make me ^Gstay ^{C G}All the umbrellas in ^CLondon couldn't stop this ^Grain ^C