Son Volt – Ipecac (Guitar)

A
Happy hair with fashion eyes, climbed up the ivory tower

        B                      A
Just forgot, what the game was for (x2)

A
Sing the streets of silence, we have to fight the way

         B                         A
From the bone, cook up the monring glue (x2)

D                           A
Find a way to make it work, leave old bags behind

D                            A
This ride is a scream, happy hour turns hearts to dust

Fmaj7                   Gmaj7    Fmaj7            A
Watch out for love like ipecac a strage brew were looking at

Fmaj7         Gmaj7     A
Watch out for love like ipecac

A                         
Great buildings of majesty made by the rat race whore

       B                              A
Backed by, the graves of the laborors toil (x2)