Television – Friction (Guitar)

E
I knew it must've been a-some big set-up

E
All the action just would not let up

E
It's just a little bit back from the main road

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Where the silence spreads and the men dig holes

A
I start to spin the tale

                           B
You complain of my diction

B
You give me friction (Friction!)

B
You give me friction (Friction!)

B                                E
You give me friction (Friction!)

E
My eyes are like telescopes

E
I see it all backwards, but who wants hope?

E
If I ever catch that ventriloquist

E                                         A
I'll squeeze his head right into my fist

A
Something come a-tracking in

                                   B
What is it? What's the prediction?

B
I'll bet you it's friction (Friction!)

B
I'll betcha it's friction (Friction!)

B
I'll bet you it's friction (Friction!)

                 E
How does a snake get out of its skin?

E
Here's a depiction...

E
Oh, stop this head motion, set the sails

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You know all us boys gonna wind up in jail

A
Well, I don't wanna grow up

                               B
There's too much contradiction

B
And too much friction (Friction!)

B
But I dig friction (Friction!)

E
You know I'm crazy 'bout friction (Friction!)

E
F-R-I-C-T-I-O-N

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(Friction!)

E
(Friction!)

E
(Friction!)