Vampire Weekend - Ottoman

^FOttoman ^Amcouch, how ^Fhandsome your ^Cfurniture 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

^FElegant ^Amclothes, you ^Fwant to be ^Cseen 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

^FToday is for ^Cyou ^{F F} They laid it ^Cout for you ^{F F}For you There will be ^Csix bells a-ringing and ^Fwhite women singing for ^Fyou But this ^Cfeels so unnatural ^Fto Peter Gabriel, ^Ftoo

^FAll of the ^Amcards and ^Fall of the ^Ctime 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

^FToday is for ^Cyou ^{F F} They laid it ^Cout for you ^{F F}For you There will be ^Csix bells a-ringing and ^Fwhite women singing for ^Fyou But this ^Cfeels so unnatural ^Fto Peter Gabriel, ^Ftoo