MGMT – Alien Days (Ukulele)
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C G C C7 Sometimes the windows combine with the seams, in a way Db D# Asus4 That twitches on, the peak at the place where the spirit was slain hey! Dm Aaug F Am One foot, leads to another, nights for sleep blue curtains, covers D# Dm Sequins in the eyes, that's a fine time to dine Db F Divine who's circling, feeding the cards to the midwives C F C F C F Who love those alien days, I love those alien days, Mmm the alien days F C F F7 Must have skipped the ship, and joined the team, for a ride Db D# Asus4 A couple hours to learn the controls, and commandeer both my eyes hey! Dm Aaug F Am Be quick dear, times are uncertain, one month crawling, next year blurring D# Dm Decades in the drain, monograms on the brain Db F Decide whats working, and what's moved on to the last phase: C F C F C F The floodgate alien days, I love those alien days, Mmm the alien days Db D# A#maj7 When the peels are down, it feels like traveling, in style Db D# A#maj7 You don't need wings to hover, forty ton stone for a mile D#m D# Db And in the summer, virgin visions, mindless humming, numbers can't decide D# Dm If the day's suppose to smile
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A|---------------------------------0-5-4-5-7---0-8-5-7-4-0---------| E|-5-4-5-1-3-----4-3-4-1-3-----1-0-------------------------3-1-0---| C|-----------2-------------1---------------------------------------| G|-----------------------------------------------------------------| A|-------0---0-5---0-8-5-0----------------| E|-1-0-1---3---------------1-4-3-4-1-3----| C|-------------------------------------1--| G|----------------------------------------| F C F F7 Today find infinite ways is could be, plenty worse Db D# It's a blessing but it's also a curse
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Db D# A#maj7 Those days taught me everything I know Db D# A#maj7 How to catch a feeling, and when to let it go D#m D# How all the scheming, soulless creatures, can't find dreamers Db D# Dm Honey in the hive, if it's right beneath the nose Db D# A#maj7 When the light is new, the sky shows trembling, cartoons Db D# A#maj7 You don't need smoke to cover, most of the world in a gloom D#m But here comes racer, number 7 D# Db Watch my fingers, rip-ping out the lines D# Dm Db If it looks like we could lose D# Dm Db If it looks like we could lose D# Dm Db If it looks like we could lose D# Dm If it looks like we could lose