MGMT – Weekend Wars (Ukulele)

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Dm                      C        G
Evil S I yes to find a shore,

C                     G          F
A beach that doesn't quiver anymore,

Dm                       C                  F
Where we can crush some plants to paint my walls,

            Am                           F
And I won't try to fight in the weekend wars

Dm                        C        G
Was I? I was too lazy to bathe

C                     G           F
Or paint or write or try to make a change.

Dm                C               F
Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch

            Am                        F
And I don't have to love or think too much

A Dm    C      F     A              A#
Instant battle plans written on the sidewalk

A Dm   C       F    A             A#
Mental mystics in a twisted metal car

A Dm     C    F      Gm       A#        C
Tried to amplify the sound of light and love
(Instead of just playing a C at the end here, you can match the sound of MGMT a little better if you play the riff below. When you finish it, go right into the Dm of the next verse.)
e|--------------------|
B|--------------------|
G|--5---5---5---5-----|
D|-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5----|
A|3---1---------------|
E|--------5---3-------|

Dm                                C        G
Christ is cursed of faders and maders

      C           G                F
Might even take a knife to split a hair

Dm                C               F
Or even scare the children off my lawn

          Am                         F
Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs

Dm                        C        G
Every mess invested was a score

   C            G            F
We couldn't use computers anymore

         Dm           C                 F
But it's difficult to win unless you're bored,

              Am                           F
And you might have to plan for the weekend wars

A Dm    C       F          A           A#
Try to break my heart I'll drive to Arizona.

A  Dm    C    F   A                A#
It might take 100 years to grow an arm

A    Dm      C      F      Gm       A#       A
I'll sit and listen to the sound of sand and cold

Dm      C       F      A               A#
Twisted diamond heart, I'm the weekend warrior

A Dm  C        F        A            A#
My predictions are the only things I have

A Dm  C    F      Gm       A#        C
I can amplify the sound of light and love
(Here there is a similar riff as before. I strum or pick this depending on how intense I want it to sound. Again, go right into the next part after finishing this.)
e|--------------------|
B|--------------------|
G|--5---5---5---5--5--|
D|-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5--|
A|3---1------------x--|
E|--------5---4----3--|

C                     A#
I'm a curse and I'm a sound,
When I open up my mouth,
                         F
There's a reason I don't win,

                    C
I don't know how to begin

                      A#
I'm a curse and I'm a sound,
When I open up my mouth,
                         F
There's a reason I don't win,

                    C
I don't know how to begin
-------(Slowly Fades out from here on)
                      A#
I'm a curse and I'm a sound,
When I open up my mouth,
                         F
There's a reason I don't win,

                    C
I don't know how to begin