Pavement – Embassy Row (Guitar)

F       Dm    Am                 G
Old intuition on your dock we're fishin'

F            Dm            Am  G
Come on now, give us a grade

F     Dm           F       G   Am  G
A for effort and a B for delivery

F       Dm              F              G                 C     Dm
C for devotion when the world starts encroaching on your plans

F            Dm      Fm           Dm
Where is the savoir? Where is the savoir?

Am       G          F Dm C Dm
He's not here right now

F            Dm      F            G      Am     N.C.  F  Am G  F  Am  F  Am  G
Where is the savoir? Where is the savoir-faire?

F            D   Am             A
Embassy row, the fumes they lay low

F                      D         A
On lanes that are wide where the limousines glide

       F                  D            Am
On the wrought-iron gates and the bone china plates

A   G     F           D                 E       A
And don't forget your manners where the anthems play

D    F                      Am
In a netherworld of foreign feeds

D    F                      A
In a netherworld of foreign feeds

D    F                      Am
In a netherworld of foreign feeds

          A        F                     A
I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown

                   F                       Am    A
I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take a crown

F                           Am            A
Maids, they are frisked and asses are kissed

  F                Am              A
I needed a visa, I bought off a geezer

F                      Am         G
Political favors could make you a savior

F          D                E       A
In an open corner where the news is late

D    F                      Am
In a netherworld of foreign feeds

D    F                      A
In a netherworld of foreign feeds

D    F                      Am
In a netherworld of foreign feeds

          A        F                     A
I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown

                   F                       Am    A
I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take a crown

  F
I need to get born, I need to get dead

                                   A        F
I'm sick of the forms, I'm sick of being misread

                   A
By men in dashikis and their leftist weeklies

F                      A
Colonized wrath, their shining new path

    F                   Am        A
The converted castle of moorish design

       F                               A
If you want to stay the weekend, well, we wouldn't mind

    F                 D          A               G
The plots they are hatching, the surface is scratching

F           D                E       A
In the open corner where the news is late

D    F                     A
In a netherland of foreign beads

D    F                     A
In a netherland of foreign beads

D    F                     A
In a netherland of foreign beads

                   F                        A
I'm gonna take you down, I'm gonna take the crown

               G   F                       A
I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take a crown

               G   F                         A
I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown

               G   F                       A
I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take a crown