Vampire Weekend - Ottoman

^AOttoman ^Bmcouch, how ^Ghandsome your ^Dfurniture Lovelier now, but dressed for a funeral Begging you to sit for a portrait on the wall To hang in the dark of some parliamentary hall

^AElegant ^Bmclothes, you ^Gwant to be ^Dseen with her Under your tweeds you sweat like a teenager Begging you to sit for a portrait on the wall To hang in the dark of some parliamentary hall

^AToday is for ^Dyou ^{G A} They laid it ^Dout for you ^{G A}For you There will be ^Dsix bells a-ringing and ^Gwhite women singing for ^Ayou But this ^Dfeels so unnatural ^Gto Peter Gabriel, ^Atoo

^AAll of the ^Bmcards and ^Gall of the ^Dtime it took Soon it's all lines of red in a leather book Begging you to wait for a minute by the door Your creeping feet where they've never been before

^AToday is for ^Dyou ^{G A} They laid it ^Dout for you ^{G A}For you There will be ^Dsix bells a-ringing and ^Gwhite women singing for ^Ayou But this ^Dfeels so unnatural ^Gto Peter Gabriel, ^Atoo