Arctic Monkeys – The Jewellers Hands (Guitar)

Cm                     Fm      Cm
  Fiendish wonder in a carnivals wake,

Cm                   Fm        Cm
  Dull caresses once again irritate

Cm                             
  Tread softly stranger,

     Fm                            Cm       Fm Cm
Move over toward the danger that you seek

          Cm
You think excitement has receded,

         Fm        Cm
Then the mirror distracts

    Cm                          Fm        Cm
The logic of the trance quickly reaches and grasps

Cm
  Handsome and faceless

    Fm                        Cm       Fm Cm
And weightless your imagination runs

             Ab                 Cm
And now it’s no one’s fault but yours

       G                   Cm
At the foot of the house of cards,

                  Ab         G
You thought you’d never get obsessed

                G7               Cm
You thought the wolves would be impressed,

             Ab        Cm
And you’re a sinking stone

             G                                   Cm
Cos you know what it’s like to hold the jeweller’s hands,

        Ab            Gaug       Cm       Fm Cm Fm
That procession of pioneers, all drowned

       Cm
In the moonlight they’re more thrilling,

      Fm
Those things that he knows

      Cm
As he leads you through the grinning,

         Fm
buddled, blowers in the snow,

Cm
  Watching his exit is like

Fm                         Cm        Fm Cm
falling off the ferry in the night

  Cm                   Fm        Cm
Inevitable’s gather to push you around,

Cm                       Fm          Cm
Any old voice makes such a punishing sound

     Cm
He became laughter’s assassin,

     Fm                           Cm      Fm Cm
Shortly after he showed you what it was

             Ab                 Cm
And now it’s no one’s fault but yours

       G                   Cm
At the foot of the house of cards,

                  Ab         G
You thought you’d never get obsessed

                G7               Cm
You thought the wolves would be impressed,

             Ab        Cm
And you’re a sinking stone

             G                                   Cm
Cos you know what it’s like to hold the jeweller’s hands,

        Ab            Gaug
That procession of pioneers

Cm            Eb          Ab
  If you’ve a lesson to teach me,

    G        Ab   G          Cm    G
I’m listening,    ready to learn

Cm               Eb         Ab
  There’s no one here to police me,

    G         Ab   G          Cm    G
I’m sinking in,  until you return

Cm            Eb          Ab
  If you’ve a lesson to teach me,

      G      Ab   G           Cm    G
Don’t deviate,    don’t be afraid

Cm            Eb           Ab           G
  Without the last corner piece I can’t calibrate,

Ab      G          Cm      G
  Let’s get it ingrained