Animal Collective - Lion In A Coma

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lion in a coma – animal collective
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tabbed by : francis

tuning : standard

intro : E

verse

you can play this bit during the verse , because the keyboard chords are G#m/E – F#/E – E

E Eadd9 E Eadd9
E | – – – – 4 – – – – – – 2 – – – – – – 0 – – – – – – 2 – – – – – – – |
B | – – – – 0 – – – – – – 0 – – – – – – 0 – – – – – – 0 – – – – – – – |
G | – – – – 1 – – – – – – 1 – – – – – – 1 – – – – – – 1 – – – – – – – |
D | – – – – 2 – – – – – – 2 – – – – – – 2 – – – – – – 2 – – – – – – – |
A | – – – – 2 – – – – – – 2 – – – – – – 2 – – – – – – 2 – – – – – – – |
E | – – – – 0 – – – – – – 0 – – – – – – 0 – – – – – – 0 – – – – – – – |

or just stick to E if you prefer

E
when all this mess will get me down i will depart from chinatown
E
weaving in and out of line , the sidewalk’s full of merchandise
A
my nervous tick has got to quit , my cheeks are chewed down to the bit
E
up on the roof they’re still around the hustling crowds still reach down
E
i go up there and light a leaf and wish our turn was not so brief
A
i’m paler than a summer blouse that’s packed inside a haunted house
E
i pack my bags and feel the family here is cropped by many hands
A
that dig and plant me for the spring , come dig me out my lucid brain

A
this wilderness up in my head ,
A
this rhythm that’s up in my head ,
A n . C .
this rhythm it needs to get right out of my clothes and get into my bedroom .

E

E
is there no reason it can’t be the way it was , music and me?
E
my three best friends so casually just letting go so joyfully
A
but if i let my wrist get tired , but if i let my spirit cry out
E
there’ll always be that fear of dying or is it just trying to divide?
E
it makes me think my dearest things are not what they’re supposed to be
A
i trick myself when it is hard , i’ve got to keep up , oh my god
E
and hope that i will not be wrong and keep my faith inside a song
E
and we’ll make up ’morrow , which reminds me not to leave them back inside

A
this wilderness up in my head ,

this rhythm that’s up in my head ,
n . C .
this rhythm it needs to get right out of my clothes and get into my bedroom .

E

E
lion in a coma , lion in a coma
E
lion in a coma , lion in a coma

D C#m F# E
sometimes the sun will shine , yes i Am just doin fine .
D C#m F# E
sometimes i’m not aware where i Am or what i care
D C#m F# E
sometimes i’m well – to – do but i don’t know what to do
D C#m F# E
sometimes i don’t agree with my thoughts on being free

D C#m
please don’t leave me
D C#m
things that feel good ,
D C#m
i’ve been lucky
D C#m
trying to feel good

D C#m F# E
sometimes the sun will shine , yes i Am just doin’ fine .
D C#m F# E
sometimes i’m not aware where i Am or what i care
D C#m F# E
sometimes i’m well – to – do but i don’t know what to do
D C#m F# E
sometimes i don’t agree with my thoughts on being free .

D C#m
please don’t leave me
D C#m
things that feel good ,
D C#m
i’ve been lucky
D C#m
trying to feel good

E
lion in a coma , lion in a coma
E
who wants to smell the fine aroma ,
E
lion in a coma , lion in a coma
E
who wants to run but cannot roam
E
a lion in a coma , lion in a coma
E
who wants to use his aching bones
E
a lion in a coma , lion in a coma
E
don’t keep a lion in a coma
E
lion in a coma , lion in a coma
E
who wants to smell the fine aroma ,
E
lion in a coma , lion in a coma
E
who wants to use his aching bones
E
a lion in a coma , lion in a coma
E
who wants to run but cannot roam
E
a lion in a coma , lion in a coma
E
don’t keep a lion in a coma