Tuning: E A D G B E

Jump Into The Fog EP 2011 by The Wombats Songs: 1.) Jump Into The Fog 2.) How I Miss You Sally Bray 3.) Valentine 4.) Addicted To The Cure Song 1: Jump Into The Fog Capo 2 A E G D F#m E G D [Verse]

^AWhat a great a^Bmchievement it was^D to get a hotel room this late ^AI bet they cha^Bmrge by the hour here, ^Dthe kind of place where you should bring your own UV ray ^AIt's not a big^Bm problem with me, love^D, you don't look that hygienic anyway ^AI'm only her^Bme because I^D want to twist the structure of my average day

Pre-chorus = intro [Chorus]

^AWe feel nothing so ^Bmjump into the fog ^GYou know that we hit the gro^Bmund up^Dright ^AWe feel nothing so ^Bmjump into the fog ^GI just hope it's your bo^Bmnes that shatte^Dr not mine ^AWe feel nothing so ^Bmjump into the fog ^GYou know that we hit the gr^Bmound up^Dright ^AWe feel nothing so ^Bmjump into the ^Gfog ^Bm ^D

[Verse 2]

^AWhat a great a^Bmchievement it was, ^Dto find someone who shirks such little self-restraint ^AI'm a non beli^Bmever but I believ^De in these dirty little wicked games ^ASnakes and ladders aban^Bmdoned here love, ^Dthe climb's too rough to slide back down again ^AI'm only here^Bm because I^D feel the day deserves a truly sordid end

Pre-chorus = intro [Chorus]

^AWe feel nothing so ^Bmjump into the fog ^GYou know that we hit the g^Bmround ^Dupright ^AWe feel nothing so ^Bmjump into the fog ^GI just hope it's your brai^Bmns that splatte^Dr not mine ^AWe feel nothing so ^Bmjump into the fog ^GYou know that we hit the gr^Bmound u^Dpright ^AWe feel nothing so ^Bmjump into the ^Gfog ^Bm ^D

[Bridge]

I've made some ^Embad decisions, I'll a^Gdmit that fre^Dely ^F#m Em G D F#m (Fm) It's just that life tastes sweeter when it's wrapped in debauchery So drop your ma^Emp, drop your plans, drop tha^Gt five-step program Because there's^D not an ounce of faith in this ^F#mleap It's clear you ^Efeel nothing so ^Gjump into the fog with^D me

Jump in, jump in, jump in A E G D F#m E G D Song 2: How I Miss You Sally Bray No Capo

My hand ^Ghovers over a button of self-destruct It wont ^Emlet me press down though I ^Cwish that it would Ive lost ^Gsomething that was an integral part of me ^Em ^C

She lived in a ^Gred-brick house in Halewood She wore a ^Emhearing aid that screamed ^Clouder than us I’ve lost ^Gsomeone that was an integral part of me ^Em ^C*

^DIgnorance is bliss, she preached to me But how ^Ccan I ignore someone that makes me so happy

Oh Sally where'd you go ^G ^Em Oh Sally where'd you go ^G ^Em

Oh Sally where'd you go G Em

Sally where'd you go ^G ^Em [Intro] It's not ^Gimpeccable wit that makes me smile But it's a ^Emshock to the heart it only ^Clasts a short while And ^Gshe had something that made me fall to my knees ^Em ^C

She had no ^Grespect for the rules of trivial pursuit And a ^Emtemper that had never even ^Cmet its fuse Her purple ^Ghair and smile were the highlight of my holidays ^Em ^C

^DIgnorance is bliss, she preached to me But how ^Ccan I ignore someone that makes me so happy

Oh Sally where'd you go ^G ^Em Oh Sally where'd you go ^G ^Em Oh Sally where'd you go ^G ^Em Sally where'd you go ^G ^Em

How I ^Emmiss, how I miss oh how I ^Cmiss you, Sally ^GBray Oh she^Em taught me enough for all the ^Cthings I could ^Ghave said How I ^Emlove, how I love, oh how I ^Clove you Sally ^GBray Oh she ^Emtaught me enough for all the ^Clove I could have ^Ggave

(Intro x1) G Em Oh Sally G Em Oh Sally G Em Oh Sally, where'd you go

Sally, where'd you ^Ggo ^Em Sally, where'd you ^Ggo ^Em Sally, where'd you ^Ggo ^EmEm C*

Song 3: Valentine No Capo

^F#mRemember when I found a ^Ebroken branch ^D And sho^Aved it through your bicycle spok^Ees ^Fm ^F#mAnd how remorse quickly took its s^Etand ^D When yo^Au hit the deck and broke your nose ^E

^DYou were always the emo type^C#m ^B ^DStrained hair matched to a bitter tone^C#m ^B ^DWell I don’t care much for fashion or socialites ^C#m ^B ^DThe nihilists always get my vote ^E ^C#m

^DAll she ever wanted was a little direction ^AAll she ever needed was a friend ^B ^DAll she ever made were the worst impressions ^AAll she ever did was offend ^B ^DYou’re the only one to fail my sex drive ^DWill you or won’t you, Valentine?

A / E / D /

^F#mRemember when you laid m^Ee on my back ^D And per^Aformed to me my favourite song ^E ^Fm ^F#mAnd how I shivered upon ^Eits climax ^D And tho^Ase lips still plague my thoughts^E ten years^Fm on

^DYou were always the emo type^C#m ^B ^DStrained hair matched to a bitter tone^C#m ^B ^DWell I don’t care much for fashion or socialites ^C#m ^B ^DThe nihilists always get my vote ^E ^C#m

^DAll she ever wanted was a little direction ^AFar away from this broken s^Bea ^DAnd all I ever needed was some domination ^AFrom a girl with low self est^Beem ^DI think we share the same blood type ^DWill you or won’t you, ^AValentine?

Song 4: Addicted To The Cure Capo 2 [Intro] Em G A D Bm C [Verse 1]

Lately, ^EmI ^G ^A Have been specu^Dla^Bmting^C As to how and ^Emwhy^G ^A These circums race what^Dever I ^Bmdo ^C ^EmYour^G blonde^A hair Breaks this ^Dten thousand ^Bmyard s^Ctare Clearly, ^EmI ^G ^A Am still with^Ddrawing it's ^Bmtrue^C ^A

[Chorus]

Something's not ^Emright here The paint watches^A me as I^G dry here The pain watches ^Ame as I ^Bmwaltz through This ^Dblack ^Ahole And I don't feel ^Emfrightened In fact I feel ^Aso way en^Glightened The best of us ^Aalways ^Bmseem to have the^D most dow^Anfalls

[Post-Chorus]

There's a ^Gcigarette in my mouth And nicotin^F#me patches is on the floor When ^Adid we get addicted to the ^Emcur^Ge?^A ^D ^Bm I am ^Caddicted to the^Em cu^Gre^A! ^D ^Bm ^C

[Verse 2]

Sometimes, ^EmI ^G ^A Get aggra^Dvate^Bmd ^C With my concept of ^Emtim^Ge ^A And how the clocks tick ^Dbackwards on ^Bmcue^C ^EmYour^G blonde^A hair Breaks this ^Dwristwatch ^Bmand it's^C cares Clearly, ^EmI ^G ^A Am still with^Ddrawing from ^Bmyou ^C ^A

[Chorus]

Something's not ^Emright here The pain watches ^Ame as I ^Gdry here The pain watches ^Ame as I ^Bmwaltz through This ^Dblack ^Ahole And I don't feel ^Emviolent In fact I feel ^Asome way en^Glightened The best of us ^Aalways ^Bmseem to have the^D most dow^Anfalls

[Post-Chorus]

There's a ^Gcigarette in my mouth A nicotine ^F#mpatch is on the floor When ^Adid we get addicted?

When did we get addicted?

But our ^Emheads tell us to stop As our ^Bmchests scream out for more I'm ^F#mproud to be addicted I'm ^Aproud to be addicted to the cure

[Outro] Em G A D Bm C

The Wombats - Jump into the fog