G Em D C
G.....................................Em
Cranes on the downtown skyline is a sight to see for some
D.........................................C
it ought to make a few reputations in the cult of number one
all these seconds turns these minutes into hours of the day
all these doubles drive the dollars and the light of day away
G...............................Em
suffering jukebox such a sad machine
G.................................Em
you offer up what other people need
D......................................D7
and they never seem to turn you up loud
C
got a lot of chatterboxes in this croud
suffering jukebox in a happy town
you're over in the corner breaking down
they always seem to keep you way down low
the people in this town don't want to know
well I guess all that mad misery must make it seem true to you
but money lights your world up, you're trapped what can you do?
you've got Tennessee tendencies and chemical dependencies
you make the same old jokes and mallet strokes(?) on cue
suffering jukebox such a sad machine
you offer up what other people need
pollution(?), damnation, and guilt
make you wonder why you were ever built
suffering jukebox in a happy town
you're over in the corner breaking down
they always seem to keep you way down low
the people in this town don't want to know
Showing posts with label Silver Jews. Show all posts
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Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Silver Jews - Strange Victory, Strange Defeat
D
Squirrels imported from Connecticut
Just in time for fall
G
How much fun is a lot more fun
not much fun at all
D
What’s with all the handsome grandsons
In these rock band magazines
G
What have they done with the fat ones
The bald and the goateed
D
Strange victory
D*
Strange victory
Em
Strange victory
G
Strange defeat
Tale is told of a band of squirrels
Who lived in defiance of defeat
They woke up in a nightmare world
Craving mediocrity
They said
We’re coming out of the black patch
We’re coming out of the pocket
We’re calling into question
Such virtue gone to seed
Strange victory, strange defeat
D*
e: 2
B: 2
G: 2
D: 0
A: x
E: x
Squirrels imported from Connecticut
Just in time for fall
G
How much fun is a lot more fun
not much fun at all
D
What’s with all the handsome grandsons
In these rock band magazines
G
What have they done with the fat ones
The bald and the goateed
D
Strange victory
D*
Strange victory
Em
Strange victory
G
Strange defeat
Tale is told of a band of squirrels
Who lived in defiance of defeat
They woke up in a nightmare world
Craving mediocrity
They said
We’re coming out of the black patch
We’re coming out of the pocket
We’re calling into question
Such virtue gone to seed
Strange victory, strange defeat
D*
e: 2
B: 2
G: 2
D: 0
A: x
E: x
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