Smashing Pumpkins - Glass And The Ghost Children

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glass :

bass start after drums playing :

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guitars play these chords : E A E A E A E A

to the center of the earth or anywhere god decides
E A E A

for the fever pulling forth we hear our call as all
E A2 F F/E F F/E A2 G

to the center of the earth as if written in
F F/E F F/E A2 G F F/E F F/E A2 G

dna is reching out to your frequency
F F/E F F/E A G E A

i want to live i don’t want to die
E A E A

i want to live i want to try
E A F F/E F F/E A2 G

all the prayers prayer in all
F F/E F F/E A2 G F F/E F F/E A2 G

all are scared scared of all
F F/E F F/E A2 G E

( solo )
A E A E A E A E A E A E

black rooms are calling to men in leather coats
A E A E

white lambs are cooking up the silver ghost
A E A E

the glass migrates under a translucent skin
A E A E
and all the spiders wonder what we’ve got us in
A E A

all this you you are all
F F/E F F/E A2 G F F/E F F/E A2 G

all with you you in all
F F/E F F/E A2 G F F/E F F/E A2 G E A

i want to live i don’t want to die
E A E A

i want to live i want to try
E A E

( segment with billy talking to a psychologist )

the ghost children :

D E D E D

so beats the final coda of our vinyl storm
E D

one more cherry cola to lift up her dead arms
E D

a dream of soft focus sunsets filters thru the din
E D

we are losing contact as she dials it in
E D

she can hear glass calling or is it someone
E D E

that looks like him
D

she eyes tv reflection and nods a knowing look
E D

she says it doesn’t matter she never liked her looks
E D

i have seen a thousand fractures i have seen everything
E D E D

cause knowing is it’s own answer love something in a book
E D

there’s not much left to ponder not much left to cook
E D

as she counted the spiders as they crawled up inside her
E D

as she counted the spiders as they crawled up inside her
E D

as she counted the spiders as they crawled up inside her
E B D
as she counted the spiders as they crawled up inside her
E B D

as she counted the spiders as they crawled up inside her
E B D

as she counted the spiders
E B

( solo )
D E B D E B

D E B D E B