Alanis Morissette – Knees Of My Bees (Guitar)

D
We share a culture, same vernacular

D                           Bm          A
Love of physical humor and time spent alone

D
You with your penchant for spontaneous advents

D                        Bm               A
for sticky unrests be unearthed and then gone

D
You are a gift renaissance with a wink

D                            Bm               A
with tendencies for conversations that raise bars

D
You are a sage who is fueled by compassion

D                               Bm            A
comes to nooks and crannies as balm for all scars

D                       Bm    A
You make the knees of my bees weak

D        Bm   A
Tremble and buckle

D             Bm            A
You make the knees of my bees weak

D
you are a spirit that knows of no limit

D                              Bm           A
who knows of no ceiling, who balks at dead ends

D
you are a wordsmith who cares for his brothers

D                           Bm            A
not seduced by illusion or fair weather friends

D                 Bm        A
You make the knees of my bees weak

D          Bm   A
Tremble and buckle

D                     Bm       A
You make the knees of my bees weak

D
you are a vision who lives by the signals

D                    Bm            A
of stomach and intuition as your guide

D
you are sliver of god on a platter who

D                            Bm             A
walks what he talks and who cops when he's lied

D                Bm       A
You make the knees of my bees weak

D     Bm    A
Tremble and buckle

D          Bm         A
You make the knees of my bees weak