Better better better better better better better
I never loved nobody fully
Always one foot on the ground
And by protecting my heart truly
I got lost in the sounds
I hear in my mind all of these voices
I hear in my mind all of these words
I hear in my mind all of this music
And it breaks my heart
And it breaks my heart
I hear in my mind all of these voices
I hear in my mind all of these words
I hear in my mind all of this music
And it breaks my heart
And it breaks my heart
And it breaks my heart
And it breaks my heart
And it breaks my heart
And it breaks my heart
They can never ever call you by it
If I kiss you where it's sore
If I kiss you where it's sore
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all?
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all?
Em
You're getting sadder, getting sadder
Em
getting sadder, getting sadder
Em
E
And I don't understand, and I don't understand
But if I kiss you where it's sore
If I kiss you where it's sore
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all?
Will you feel better, better, better
Will you feel anything at all
Anything at all
Will you feel anything at all
Anything at all
Will you feel anything at all
Anything at all...
And walking arm-in-arm, you hope it don't get harmed
Am
F
But even if it does, you'll just do it all again
C
G
And on the radio you'll hear November Rain
Am
F
That solo's awful long, but it's a good refrain
C
G
You'll listen to it twice 'cause the DJ is asleep
Am
On the radio
F
On the radio
C
On the radio (uh-oh)
G
On the radio (uh-oh)
Am
On the radio (uh-oh)
F
On the radio
C
G
Am
F
Field Below
G
C/g
G
I wish I'd see a field below
G
C/g
G
I wish I'd hear a rooster crow
D
D/c
Bm
Am
But there are none who live downtown
G
C/g
G
And so the day starts out so slow
D
D/c
G
Again the sun was never called
Am
C
D
And darkness spreads over the snow
G
Am
C
/b
Am
Like ancient bruises...
D
D/c
Bm
Am
I'm awake and feel the ache
G
C/g
G
But I wish I'd see a field below
G
C/g
G
I wish I'd see a field below
Instrumental verse
G
C/g
G
I wish I'd see your face below
G
C/g
G
I wish I'd hear you whispering low
D
D/c
Bm
Am
But you don't live downtown no more
Em
D
D/b
D/b
Am
C
And everything must come and go
D
D/c
D/b
D
Instrumental verse
D
D/c
G
Again the sun was never called
Am
C
D
And darkness spreads over the snow
D/c
D/b
C
C/b
Am
Like ancient bruises........
D
D/c
Bm
Am
I'm awake and feel the ache
Em
D
D/b
D/b
Am
C
D
D/c
D/b
D
I'm awake and feel the ache
G
C/g
G
But I wish I'd see a field below
But I wish I'd see a field below
I'm awake and feel the ache
But I wish I'd see a field below
I'm awake and feel the ache
But I wish I'd see a field below
I wish I'd see a field below
I wish I'd see a field below
Come into my world I've got to show, show, show you
G
Em7
Come into my bed, I've got to know, know, know you
D
C/g
G
D
I have dreams of orca whales and owls, but I wake up in fear
C/g
G
D
You will never be my, you will never be my fool, will never be my fool
Floaters in my eyes wake up in a hotel room
Cigarettes and lies, I am a child, it's too soon
I have dreams of orca whales and owls, but I wake up in fear
You will never be my, you will never be my fool, will never be my fool
D
C/g
A little bag of cocaine, a little bag of cocaine
G
D
So who's the girl wearing my dress?
D
C/g
I figured out her number, it's on a paper napkin
G
D
But I don't know her address
I wade downstairs, the porter smiles to me, a smile I've bought
With a couple of gold coins, a sign that I've been caught
I have dreams of orca whales and owls, but I wake up in fear
C/g
G
You will never be my, you will never be my dear
D
(
G
)
Will never be my dear, dear friend...
G
C
D
G
Ba-da-da-dum-ma, dear dear friend...
Ba-da-da-dum-ma, dear dear friend...
Ba-da-da-dum-ma, dear dear friend...
Ba-da-da-dum-ma...
A little bag of cocaine, a little bag of cocaine
So who's the girl wearing my dress?
I figured out her number, it's on a paper napkin
But I don't know her address
Come into my world I've got to show, show, show you
Come into my bed, I've got to know, know, know you
I have dreams of orca whales and owls, but I wake up in fear
You will never be my, you will never be my dear
Will never be my dear, dear friend...
Ba-da-da-dum-ma-bum, dear dear friend...
Ba-da-da-dum-ma-bum, dear dear friend...
Ba-da-da-dum-ma-bum, dear dear friend...
Apres Moi
|
Dm
|
Bb
|
Gm
|
Asus4
A
|
x2
Dm
Bb
I (uh) must go on standing
Gm
A
You can't break that which isn't (isn't) yours
Dm
Bb
I (uh) must go on standing
Gm
A
It's not my own, it's not my choice
Dm
Bb
Dm
Bb
Dm
Bb
Be afraid of the lame, they'll inherit your legs
Gm
A
Be afraid of the old, they'll inherit your soul
Dm
Bb
Be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood
G
A
Apres moi le deluge, after me comes the flood
That Time
E
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
A
G#m
E
E
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
A
G#m
E
Hey remember that time when I found a human tooth down on Delancey
E
G#m
E
G#m
E
C#m
A
G#m
E
Hey remember that time we decided to kiss anywhere except the mouth
E
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
A
G#m
E
Hey remember that time when my favorite colors was pink and green
E
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
A
G#m
E
G#m
Hey remember that month when I only ate boxes of tangerines
E
G#m
E
G#m
So cheap and juicy
Tangerines
E
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
A
G#m
E
Hey remember that time when I would only read Shakespeare
E
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
A
G#m
E
Hey remember that other time when I would only read the backs of cereal boxes
E
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
A
G#m
E
Hey remember that time I tried to save a pigeon with a broken wing
E
G#m
E
G#m
A street cat got him by morning and I had to bury
E
G#m
A
G#m
E
Pieces of his body in our building's playground
E
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
A
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
I thought I was going to be sick
A
G#m
E
I thought I was going to be sick
E
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
A
G#m
E
Hey remember that time when I would only smoke Parliaments
E
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
A
G#m
E
Hey remember that time when I would only smoke Marlboros
E
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
A
G#m
E
Hey remember that time when I would only smoke Camels
E
G#m
E
G#m
Hey remember that time when I was broke
E
G#m
A
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
I didn't care I just bummed from my friends
A
Bum, bum, bum, bum
A
Bum, bum, bum, bum...
E
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
A
G#m
E
Hey remember that time when you OD'ed?
E
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
A
G#m
E
Hey remember that other time when you OD'ed for the second time?
E
G#m
E
G#m
Well in the waiting room while waiting for news of you
E
G#m
A
G#m
E
I hallucinated I could read your mind
E
G#m
E
G#m
And I was on a lot of shit too but what I saw
E
A
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
Man, I tell you it was freaky
A
G#m
E
Freaky
Edit
C x320xx
C+ x321xx
C6 x322xx
Just two chords for the first section:
|
C
C
C
|
C+
C+
C+
| ...
White lines on your mind
Keep it steady you were never ready for the lies
White lines on your mind
Keep it steady, you were never ready for the lies
Another chord is added for the rest of the song
|
C
C
C
|
C+
C+
C+
|
C6
C6
C6
|
C+
C+
C+
| ...
You don't have no doctor Robert
You don't have no uncle Albert
You don't even have good credit
You can write but you can't edit
You don't have no doctor Robert
You don't have no uncle Albert
You don't even have good credit
You can write but you can't edit
Edit, edit, edit, edit, edit, edit...
White lines on your mind
Keep it steady, you were never ready for the lies
You don't have no doctor Robert
You don't have no uncle Albert
You don't even have good credit
You can write but you can't edit
Edit, edit, edit, edit, edit, edit...
Lady
Lady sing the blues so well, as if she mean it
As if it's hell down here in the smoke filled world
Where the jokes are cold
They don't laugh at jokes, they laugh at tragedies
Corner street societies, they believe her
They never leave her while she sings, she makes them feel things
Cm
G
Cm
Fm
She says "I can sing this song so blue
Cm
Fm
G
That you will cry in spite of you
Cm
G
Fm
Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder
Cm
G
Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder
Cm
G
Cm
Fm
And I have walked these streets so long
Cm
Fm
G
There ain't nothin' right, there ain't nothin' wrong
Cm
G
Fm
But the little wet tears on my baby's shoulder
Cm
Fm
G
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder"
Cm
G
Fm
G
Lady lights a cigarette, puffs away, no regrets
Fm
G
Takes a look around, no regrets no regrets
Cm
G
Fm
G
Stretches out like branches of a poplar tree
Fm
G
Says "I am free", sings so soft as if she'll break
Cm
G
Says "I can sing this song so blue
Fm
G
That you will cry in spite of you
Cm
G
Fm
Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder
Cm
G
Little wet tears on your baby's shoulder
Cm
G
Cm
Fm
And I have walked these streets so long
Cm
Fm
G
There ain't nothin' right, nothin' wrong
Cm
G
Fm
But the little wet tears on my baby's shoulder
Cm
G
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder
C
C7
But on this stage I've learned to fly
F
D
Learned to sing and learned to cry
Dm
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder
F
G
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder
C
C7
But now it's time to say goodbye
F
D
Some might laugh, but I will surely cry
Dm
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder
F
G
Little wet tears on my baby's shoulder"
Cm
G
Fm
Lady lights a cigarette, puffs away
G
Fm
G
Cm
And winter comes and she forgets
Summer In The City
C
C
F
Summer in the city means cleavage, cleavage, cleavage
C
G
And I start to miss you, baby, sometimes
C
G
C
F
I've been staying up and drinking in a late night establishment
C
G
Telling strangers personal things
Summer in the city, I'm so lonely, lonely, lonely
So I went to a protest just to rub up against strangers
And I did feel like coming but I also felt like crying
It doesn't seem so worth it right now
F
Am
And the castrated ones stand in the corner smoking
F
C
G
They want to feel the bulges in their pants start to rise
C
G
C
F
At the sight of a beautiful woman they feel nothing but anger
C
G
Her skin makes them sick in the night (nauseous, nauseous, nauseous)
Summer in the city, I'm so lonely, lonely, lonely
I've been hallucinating you, babe, at the backs of other women
And I tap on their shoulder and they turn around smiling
But there's no recognition in their eyes
Oh summer in the city means cleavage, cleavage, cleavage
And don't get me wrong, dear, in general I'm doing quite fine
It's just when it's summer in the city, and you're so long gone from the city
C
G
C
I start to miss you, baby, sometimes
|
C
|
G
|
C
|
F
|
|
C
|
G
|
C
|
C
G
C
F
When it's summer in the city and you're so long gone from the city