Biffy Clyro – The Champ (Guitar)

Capo 3
Key
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Versions (2)

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Chords

[Verse]
A                                  F   Dm
Never be seen, and never be heard

A                                          F  E7
This is the way, it's the grey man's curse

A                                  F   Dm
Aren't we free, so how's this worse?

Dm                 E
Don't give me that bullshit, catch phrase

E
"It was better in my day", 'cause I know

A                                           F  Dm
You broke every little thing that you built

A                                      F      E7
You lost every little thing that you'd always cherished, and more

A                                          F  Dm
You took every little breath that it took

E
Don't analyse, just realise, you can't keep us at bay
[Chorus]
E                 A
'Cause we are The Source

   F                     Dm             A
Of all the things you're desperate to ignore

     F           E               F#m
When reality has washed upon the shore

       F
You're always turning tables

    E                             D
And always telling tales I should ignore

           A        F  Dm
We are The Source
A F E [Verse]
A                                  F  Dm
A virtual dream and a virtual life

A                                     F  E7
Well, I'm in love with the older kind

A                                  F  Dm
A biblical truth and a cynical lie

Dm                 E
Don't give me that tight-lipped, bullshit

E
"Who says it's do or die?"

E
Well, I do

A                                           F  Dm
You got every little thing that you want

A                                      F      E
You took every little thing that you'd always needed and more

A                                        F       Dm
You got every little thing that it takes, Champ

E
Don't theorise, don't criticise

E
Just get the fuck out of my face
[Chorus]
E                 A
'Cause we are The Source

   F                     Dm             A
Of all the things you're desperate to ignore

     F           E               F#m
When reality has washed upon the shore

       F
You're always turning tables

    E                             D
And always telling tales I should ignore

             Bm
We are The Source

             F#m
We are The Source

             Bm
We are The Source
Bm F#m Bm F#m Bm F#m Bm F#m
           A
We are The Source

   F                     Dm             A
Of all the things you're desperate to ignore

     F           E               F#m
When reality has washed upon the shore

       F
You're always turning tables

    E                             D
And always telling tales I should ignore

           A       F  Dm
We are The Source

           A       F  E
We are The Source

           F#m
We are The Source

       F
You're always turning tables

    E                             D
And always telling tales I should ignore

           A       F  Dm
We are The Source
A F E