Biffy Clyro – Sounds Like Balloons (Ukulele)

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Dm
Ancient Rome

Dm
We built that fucker stone by stone

                      Dm
Our fingers bled, our feet were worn

                         F
But we stayed strong and carried on

Dm
Come on in

Dm
Do you want to touch my bulbous head?

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With features wrapped and stretched to death

                 F
A tiny nose is all that's left

Dm         Dm F
This is not

Dm                   Dm F
For your entertainment

F
The land at the end of our toes

     F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on

     F
The sand at the core of our bones

        Dm
It blows on, and on, and on, and on

F
The land at the end of our toes

     F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on

       F
The sand at the core of our bones

           Dm
Continues on

Dm
The basement's gone

Dm
It seems they've dug up all our land

                       Dm
The world was lowered man by man

                           F
Let's move the sky and not join hands

Dm
Ancient Rome

Dm
We built that fucker stone by stone

                      Dm
Our fingers bled, our feet were worn

                        F
But we stayed strong and carried on 

Dm         Dm F
This is not

Dm                   Dm F
For your entertainment

    F
The land at the end of our toes

     F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on

      F
The sand at the core of our bones

        Dm
It blows on, and on, and on, and on

    F
The land at the end of our toes

      F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on

     F
The sand at the core of our bones

         Dm
Continues on

Dm                      Dm
Life still sounds like balloons

                     F
You chew and you chew and chew

                             F
Your teeth crumble to the floor

                                      Dm
It's where they lay, it's where they lay

                       Dm
The past never really dies

                       F
I don't think we even try

                        F
There's no difference from

                          Dm
Where we wake or where we die

F       Dm
Balloons

F       Dm
Balloons

F       Dm
Balloons

F       Dm
Balloons

   F
The land at the end of our toes

     F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on

       F
The sand at the core of our bones

        Dm
It blows on, and on, and on, and on

   F
The land at the end of our toes

     F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on

      F
The sand at the core of our bones

        Dm
Continues on