Elliott Smith – Kings Crossing (Ukulele)

Am			F
The King's crossing was the main attraction

C	    G			Dm
Dominoes falling in a chain reaction

Am			F
The scraping subject ruled by fear told me

C	    G			Dm
Whiskey works better than beer

Am			F
The judge is on vinyl, decisions aren't final

C	    G			Dm
And nobody gets a reprieve

Am			F
And every wave is tidal

C	    G			C
If you hang around you're going to get wet

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I can't prepare for death any more than I already have

Am                    F
All you can do now is watch the shelves

    C          G            C
The game looks easy, that's why it sells

C                    B/Am
Frustrated fireworks inside your head

          Am              	F
Are going to stand and deliver dark instead

C                      B/Am
The method acting that pays my bills

          Am            	F
Keeps the fat man feeding in Beverly Hills

C                             B/Am
I got a heavy metal mouth, it hurls obscenity

          Am           	F
And I get my check from the trash treasury

C                             B/Am
Because I took my own insides out

Am                      F
It don't matter cause I have no sex life

    C              G      Dm
And all I wanna do now is inject my ex-wife

Am
I've seen the movie

 F                  C G Dm
And I know what happens

Am
It's Christmas time

        F
And the needle's on the tree

  C               G        Dm
A skinny Santa is bringing something to me

Am
His voice is overwhelming

        F
But his speech is slurred

      C    G          C
And I only understand every other word

C			B/Am
Open your parachute and grab your gun

	Am			F
Float down like an omen, a setting sun

C			B/Am
Read the part and return at five

	Am			F
It's a hell of a role if you can keep it alive

C
But I don't care if I fuck up

B/Am
I'm going on a date

Am
With a rich white lady

F
Ain't life great?

C			B/Am
Gi'me one good reason not to do it

Am			F
So do it.

Am			F
This is the place where time reverses

C		G		Dm
And dead men talk to all the pretty nurses

Am			F
Instruments shine on a silver tray

C                G		C
Don't let me get carried away

C                G  		C
Don't let me get carried away

C               G       Dm
Don't let me be carried away