Jets to Brazil – King Medicine (Guitar)
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Chords
Orange Rhyming Dictionary
1998 Jade Tree Records
Submitted by: [email protected]
Chords used:
E - 022100
D - xx0232
B - x24442
C#m - x46654
A - x02220
Am - x02210
Intro: E--D-B-C#m-E--D-B-C#m-A--Am-- x2 E-- x2
Verse 1:
E D know that you'll soon B E go crazy just like a D B A whittling stick hit by Am the coming daylight cut
up in a quick succession
E D a pointed confession B E D really stripped of all B A your armor down to your Am very nature beneath E E the haze and vapor gaze
Verse 2:
E D you're such a willing B E stick to beckon that D B wanting knife you've A been looking for it Am the right blade all E D your life saying who's B E gonna cut me down to a D B size that suits me? A is there a worthy Am sculptor among all E you fine young knives?
Refrain 1:
D it's enough to make A you take your head B A E and put it on a shelf D to cut the heart out A from your chest B now they'll come A E for that as well
Chorus 1:
F#m tell me how you do Am that crazy trick
where you walk
E around asleep F#m save it for your
doctor friend the
Am one who keeps you E E under lock and key
Verse 3:
E D you'll soon go screaming B E like a bargain basement D B A lunatic who's not so Am specialized that they
couldn't just replace
E D you why don't you start B E crying for all that D B you've got left here A why don't you stop Am dying before you E go and get it right
Refrain 2:
D now you're selling off A B the house so you can A E D buy the farm you cut
the heart out from
A your chest to let the B A E light in through your arm
Chorus 2:
F#m tell me how you do Am that crazy trick
where you walk
E around asleep F#m save it for your
doctor friend the
Am one who keeps you E under lock and key
Refrain 3:
D it's enough to make you A B take your head and put A E D it in a bag to cut the A teeth out at the pink B now there's nothing A E E C#m B A in the bag
Interlude: C#m--A--F#m--A-- x2
Outro:
C#m A foul weather friend you F#m are so dying an amateur A C#m A chemist now king medicine F#m when is it perfect? where A is it leading you? there C#m A is no cure only reprieve F#m some fleeting joy posing A as balance nothing is C#m sure so every four A F#m hours king medicine
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