Belle and Sebastian – Play For Today (Guitar)

          C                         Am
I'm in a play written today about a boy

                             F
Who hides in attics when the sun is up

                C
Everyone is at work

            C
What will I do? Where will I go?

            Am
Show me the way

                               F
The truth, the anger, show me rules of thumb

                      C
Show the way to grow old

           G
Love is a guide

                          Am
The endless river of the soul

            F
But we are mean

                           C
The dried up riverbeds of rock and stone

            G
Lust is my friend

                           Am
She comes to me when I am tired

           C               Caug
Life is a road, death is a myth

           C6                  C7
Love is a fraud, it's misunderstood

           F                    C
Work is a sentence, family's a drag

                 G
This house is a trap

          C                          Am
I'm in a play written today about a girl

                            F
She gets on perfectly with young and old

                C
Everybody loves her

                C
What would she wear? The cut of her hair?

                  Am
The way that she slides

                     F
Gracefully into the working week

                         C
She hides her baggage inside

             G
She's got a friend

                          Am
An ugly monster that will eat your face

            F
She has to cry

                      C
A hefty catalogue of wasted time

             G
She's got a friend

                            Am
A lonely monster that will prey on you

           C                 Caug
Life is a secret, death is a myth

           C6                  C7
Love is a fraud, it's misunderstood

           F                    C
Work is a sentence, family's a drag

                G
This house is a trap

           C                Caug
Life is a secret, death is a myth

           C6                  C7
Love is a fraud, it's misunderstood

           F                    C
Work is a sentence, family's a drag

                G
This house is a trap

        C                        Am
I'm a play written today about a boy

                        F
Tired and melancholy, takes the weight

                        C
Takes the weight of the world

           C
I walked alone, loving the sun

             Am
Walking the earth

                            F
A worn-out sister who is twenty three

                     C
Dried and wrinkled, alone

                G
I'll give you a month

                             Am
To see past shadows in your sacred night

           F
Give you a week

                      C
To look Medusa in the eye

                G
I'll give you a month

                        Am
To notice heaven at the side of stage

F/C                     C  
You're king inside your head

F/C                     C
You're sitting on a throne of sand

F/C                     C
You're pushing back the tide

F/C                  C
So lift the mountain up

F/C             C
So tie the writers' ribbons down

F/C                C
Assemble all your troops

F/C                C
We go to war with metaphors

F/C               C                     F/C
You suddenly see sense, (I suddenly see sense)

                        C
And when you do, I'll have the higher ground

F/C                 C
You're not the king of me

F/C                     C
I'll take my chance and play for tyranny

F/C                 C
I build the sets, I light the scene

F/C                 C
We're prettier when we are on the screen

F/C                 C
I build the sets, I light the scene

F/C                     C
We're braver when we're on the sacred screen

F/C                     C
The backstage of your life

F/C                          C
It's filled with dust and lines you should have sung

F/C                     C
The backstage of your life

F/C                     C
It's filled with echoes of the ones you loved