Исполнитель: | The Tragically Hip (English) |
Пользователь: | David Long |
Длительность: | 130 секунд |
Начальная пауза: | 12 секунд |
Названия аккордов: | Не установлено |
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Комментарии к подбору: | Нет |
[Verse 1]
Cm
Spring starts when a heartbeat's
poundin'
F
When the birds can be heard above
Cm
the reckonin' carts doin' some
F
final accountin'
Cm
Lava flowin' in Superfarmer's
direction
F
He's been gettin' reprieve from the
Cm
heat in the frozen food section,
F
yeah
[Chorus]
Cm Bb
Don't tell me what the poets are
doin'
Cm Bb
Don't tell me that they're talking
tough
Cm
Don't tell me that they're
Bb
anti-social
Cm Bb
Somehow not anti-social enough, all
right
[Verse 2]
Cm
And porn speaks to its splintered
legions
F
To the pink amid the withered
Cm
cornstalks in them winter
F
regions (Yeah)
Cm
While aimin' at the archetypal
father
F
He said with such broad and
tentative swipes, "Why do
Cm F
you even bother?" (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Cm Bb
Don't tell me what the poets are
doin'
Cm Bb
Those Himalayas of the mind
Cm Bb
Don't tell me what the poets been
doin'
Cm Bb
In the long grasses over time
[Instrumental Break]
Cm Eb F Bb (x2)
[Chorus]
Cm Bb
Don't tell me what the poets are
doin'
Cm Bb
On the street and the epitome of
vague
Cm Bb
Don't tell me how the universe is
altered
Cm Bb
When you find out how he gets paid,
all right
[Verse 3]
Cm Eb
If there's nothing more that ya need
now
F Bb
The lawn cut by bare-breasted women
Cm Eb
Beach bleached towels within reach
F
for the women
Bb
Got to make it, that'll make it by
Cm
swimmin'
Cm Eb F Bb