ahh men by say anything
this is my interpretation of this song . . .
you can play using tab too ,
but i like it better when i mix lead n rhythm
capo : 1st fret [ works without capo too ,
just match with your vocal pitch ]
intro : E B
E A B
staring out the window of our tour bus
E A B
and it’s just the horny driver and us .
E A B
we sit and trade wit and smoke and we cuss ,
E A B
talking about our friendly border drug bust ,
E A B
and i know the future’s cloudy and grey .
E A B
record like mine , give up or go gay .
E A B
you’re looking down on me with blue and black eyes ,
E A B
pissing down a storm from purple night skies
E A B
ahuh ahuuuh ahhh ahuh
E A B
and i know the concept’s muddy and trite
E A B
that all that is large and all that is slight
E A B
is flowing in the stream of holy floodlights .
E A B
at writing holy books , lord knows we bite
E A B
but if this is your will and my testament ,
E A B
i will bow to no belief that they bent .
E A B
still i’m just a sperm begat from your love ,
E A B
basking in the bread , the blood of your dove .
E A B
ahuh ahuuuh ahhh ahuh
Asus2 Bsus4
Asus2 Bsus4
can i lie with you in your grave?
can i lie with you in your grave?
E Asus2 Bsus4
there’s a crack in the edge of the end of the world
where i will sit with my love in it’s fluorescent swirl .
eat us up , break it down to the tiniest cell
in our room with a view and a window to hell
where those who buried bodies in their barrels of fun
will be marched through museums that display what they’ve done .
they’ll be shot up through the sky by a cannon of sin
where we’ll reluctantly let them in .
so can i lie in your grave?
there’s a crack in the edge of the end of the world
where i will sit with my love in it’s fluorescent swirl .
eat us up , break it down to the tiniest cell
in our room with a view and a window to hell
where those who buried bodies in their barrels of fun
will be marched through museums that display what they’ve done .
they’ll be shot up through the sky by a cannon of sin
where we’ll reluctantly let them in .
so can i lie in your grave?
so can i lie in your grave?
so can i lie in your grave?!
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ahh men by say anything
this is my interpretation of this song . . .
you can play using tab too ,
but i like it better when i mix lead n rhythm
capo : 1st fret [ works without capo too ,
just match with your vocal pitch ]
intro : E B
E A B
staring out the window of our tour bus
E A B
and it’s just the horny driver and us .
E A B
we sit and trade wit and smoke and we cuss ,
E A B
talking about our friendly border drug bust ,
E A B
and i know the future’s cloudy and grey .
E A B
record like mine , give up or go gay .
E A B
you’re looking down on me with blue and black eyes ,
E A B
pissing down a storm from purple night skies
E A B
ahuh ahuuuh ahhh ahuh
E A B
and i know the concept’s muddy and trite
E A B
that all that is large and all that is slight
E A B
is flowing in the stream of holy floodlights .
E A B
at writing holy books , lord knows we bite
E A B
but if this is your will and my testament ,
E A B
i will bow to no belief that they bent .
E A B
still i’m just a sperm begat from your love ,
E A B
basking in the bread , the blood of your dove .
E A B
ahuh ahuuuh ahhh ahuh
Asus2 Bsus4
Asus2 Bsus4
can i lie with you in your grave?
can i lie with you in your grave?
E Asus2 Bsus4
there’s a crack in the edge of the end of the world
where i will sit with my love in it’s fluorescent swirl .
eat us up , break it down to the tiniest cell
in our room with a view and a window to hell
where those who buried bodies in their barrels of fun
will be marched through museums that display what they’ve done .
they’ll be shot up through the sky by a cannon of sin
where we’ll reluctantly let them in .
so can i lie in your grave?
there’s a crack in the edge of the end of the world
where i will sit with my love in it’s fluorescent swirl .
eat us up , break it down to the tiniest cell
in our room with a view and a window to hell
where those who buried bodies in their barrels of fun
will be marched through museums that display what they’ve done .
they’ll be shot up through the sky by a cannon of sin
where we’ll reluctantly let them in .
so can i lie in your grave?
so can i lie in your grave?
so can i lie in your grave?!
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