Echo & the Bunnymen – The Game (Guitar)

C
  A sense of duty was my one intention 

       G
and an ugly beauty was my own invention 

C
  Pride a proud refusal 

G
I refuse to need your approval 

C
  Too many seekers, too few beacons 

      G
But through the fog, we'll keep on beaming 

            F
Through the crying hours 

                     Em
of your glittery years 

Dm      C
all the living out, of your tinsel tears 

        F
and the midnight trains, I never made 

Em   Dm  C
'cos I'd already 

C
  Everybody's got their own good reason 

          G
why their favorite season, is their favorite season 

C
  Winter winners and those summers suns 

                G
aren't good for everyone, aren't good for everyone 

C
  Spring has sprung and autumns 

G
So well done, so well done 

           F
And it's a better thing 

             Em    
that we do now,   

   Dm      C
forgetting everything, the whys and hows

           F 
While you reminisce 

                        Em
about the things you miss 

    Dm       C         G          C   D, G, G
you won't be ready, to kiss...goodbye 

G              C
The earth is a world 

               D
The world is a ball 

            G
A ball in a game with no rules at all 

              C
And just as I wonder 

                    D
at the beauty of it all 

           G
you go and drop it and it breaks when it falls 

           F
I'll never understand 

                  Em
why you thought I would 

     Dm    C 
need to be  reassured and be understood 

       F
When I always knew 

                   Em 
that your bad's my good 

    Dm    C
and I was ready 

G             C
ready...to be loved 

           C
Born under Mars 

             G
With Jupiter rising 

            C
Fallen from stars 

               G
That lit my horizon 

           F
I'll never understand

                  Em 
why you thought I would 

     Dm    C
need to be  reassured and be understood 

       F                              Em
When I always knew that your bad's my good 

    Dm    C                 G
and I was ready, ready...to be 

            F
Through the crying hours 

            Em      
of your glittery years

Dm      C
all the living out of your tinsel tears 

          F
and the midnight trains 

        Em            Dm C     G
I never made 'cos I'd al-ready played 

           F
and it's a better thing 

           Em     Dm     
that we do now forgetting 

C
Everything the whys and hows 

          F                              Em
While you reminisce about the things you miss 

    Dm       C        G          C
you won't be ready to kiss...goodbye