Drunk Like Bible Times (2008) Texto
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Flowers For My Brain By Dear And The Headlights
on the album they are tuned down a half step.
Tabbed By Stanley
A E
We're just whistling past the graveyard
A
Laughing in backseats and restaurants
E
Don't know ourselves well but so what
We know each other
Bm
Floating down from all my mixed up meditations
E
Trying to straighten out my spine
F#min
It's been folding in the moments that I need it
D
I'm obsessing over finish lines
Bm
Asked you why you're smiling every time you see me
E
Said I remind you of a joke
F#min
I think you might actually me on to something
D E
There's no point in trying to take ourselves so seriously
A,E x2
A E
We're swaying in subconscious subways so insane
A
But your thoughts still bring flowers for my brain
E
And I still pull my hands past your ribcage
Bm E
Hoping my movements might find their place at your side
Bm E
For as long as you'd like
A
And we will weave in and out of sanity unnoticed
E A
Swirling in blissfully restless visions of all our bleary progress
E
Glowing in radiant madness
Bm
Certain of all we're become
Bm, E x4
Bm E
Now we're sneaking out the backdoor of our American minds
F#min D
Gonna leave a couple hundred years of bad tradition behind
Bm E
Done with swimming in the sea of agitated animal doubt
F#min D
Gonna make up out own meanings till the final blackout (x2)
A E
We're just whistling past the graveyard
donezo.
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