Tom: F major•
Intro 1
F
Verse 1
F
"Molly is dead and the birds
have gone south,"
Said the joker to the thief
Bb
"My nerves are live wire,
and I'm burning on fire
F
Got a paper in my pocket and
a coupon for a cup of peace
Truly there was nothing that we
really lacked
Except the feeling of alive
Bb
That's why I turned to art,
that's how you got to jail
F
And now you're out on bail, fairytale,
searching for the Holy Grail
Verse 2
than the kettle to the stove
Bb
And the moment that I noticed
that I didn't wanna know
C
I got a pain in my heart,
a burn in my throat
Bb
They go down to my belly,
got a bullet of a load
C
I got an ache in my head,
my confidence broke
Bb
Got a lot of lost time on the shoes of my soul,
yeah"
F
Verse 3
F
"Jesus, joker," said the thief,
"This can't be my life
Bb
Oh, something's been thrown,
like an arrow or a stone
F
Now the solitude is warmer
and I'd rather be alone
We lost our friends to the everyday
To the drugs and the dreams
Bb
To the girls in the bars,
the boys in the cars
F
When your shitty little love
life reaches just to the horizon
Verse 4
C
And you're closer to the truth,
than the kettle to the stove
Bb
And the moment that I noticed
that I didn't wanna know
C
I got a pain in my heart,
a burn in my throat
Bb
They go down to my belly,
got a bullet of a load
C
I got an ache in my head,
my confidence broke
Bb
Got a lot of lost time on the shoes
of my soul
Verse 5
Dm
Yeah, the light at the end
of the tunnel isn't really a light
Bb
If we got any closer we would find
C
Reflecting our search lamps, here in the darkness,
here in the homeland
Dm
We'll always be searching
for permanence in quicksand
Bb
And frenzied collecting things
C
But we will hang on with our teeth"
Verse 6
F
"Molly is dead and the birds
have gone south,"
Said the joker to the thief,
Bb
"My nerves are live wire
and I'm burning on fire
F
Got a paper in my pocket and
a coupon for a cup of peace
Truly there was nothing that we
really lacked
Except the feeling of alive
Bb
That's why I turned to art,
F
that's how you got to jail
And now you're out on bail, fairytale,
searching for the Holy Grail
Verse 7
than the kettle to the stove
Bb
And the moment that I noticed
that I didn't wanna know
C
I got a pain in my heart,
a burn in my throat
Bb
They go down to my belly,
got a bullet of a load
C
I got an ache in my head,
my confidence broke
Bb
Got a lot of lost time
on the shoes of my soul,
Verse 8
C
Yeah, the light at the end
of the tunnel isn't really a light
Bb
If we got any closer we would find
Bb
Reflecting our search lamps, here in the darkness,
C
We'll always be searching
for permanence in quicksand
Bb
And frenzied collecting things
Outro 1
C
F
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