The Antlers – Bear (Ukulele)

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[Intro] G Bm C G F# Em Am C D C#maj11 [Verse] G Bm C G (the root slide-down is G, F#) Em Am C D
           G               Bm
There's a bear inside your stomach

               C                  G F#
The cub's been kicking from within.

Em                        Am 
He's loud, though without vocal chords

C                   D
We'll put an end to him

           G             Bm
We'll make all the right appointments

       C               G F#
No one ever has to know.

Em                          Am
And then tomorrow I'll turn 21

C                    D
We'll script another show

           G                  Bm
We'll play charades up in the Chelsea

      C                                  G F#
Drink champagne although you shouldn't be.

Em                      Am                C    D
We'll be blind and dumb until we fall asleep

            G
None of our friends will come

     Bm
They dodge our calls.

          C                  G    F#
And they have for quite a while now

           Em
It's not a shock

                   Am      C                 D
You don't seem to mind and I just can't see how.
[Chorus]
          C     Bm
We're too old

          Am          D
We're not old, old at all

     C      Bm
Just too old

          Am     D
We're not old, old at all.
[Verse 2]
          G                Bm
There's a bear inside your stomach

               C                    G F#
The cub's been kicking you for weeks

Em                      Am
And if this isn't all a dream

                C            D
Well then we'll cut him from beneath

               G                Bm
Well we're not scared of making caves

           C                   G F#
Or finding food for him to eat

      Em               Am
We're terrified of one another

         C                 D
And terrified of what that means

               G          Bm
But we'll make only quick decisions

                C                          G F#
And you'll just keep my in the waiting room

            Em                    Am
And all the while I'll know we're fucked

        C                D
And not getting unfucked soon

            G                 Bm
When we get home we're bigger strangers

           C                G F#
than we've ever been before

           Em             Am          C               D
You sit in front of snowy television, suitcase on the floor
[Chorus]
          C      Bm
We're too old

          Am     D
We're not old at all.

         C      Bm
Just too old

          Am     D
We're not old at all.