Wild Beasts - His Grinning Skull

playing this on ukulele w/Capo so sorry if it’s a bit off on guitar .

intro :

F C F C

F
how can you pine anymore
C
it is beautiful
F C
and for all , unavoidable
F C
so here are his bones
F C
and his grinning skull
F C
so now he is home
F C
to the bluebottles

C Em Am F

Em F
he who was your bull
G F
and made the shadows run

C
and i understand
F C
in all things he was quite the man
F C
but now perched on his skull
F C
he wears cuckolds horns
F C
they’re growing full
F C
pushing through the soil

Em F
pools gathering round my knees
G F
temptation leers at me from every door

F C
so these are his bones
Em F C
why won’t you leave them alone?

Em F
worms crowding her feet
G F
trying to pull me back to their holes
Em F
tap – tapping in the room below
G F
nothing more than dead piles of bones

saying :
C Em
’i’ll eat this young whelp’s heart i will’
C Em
’i’ll eat this young whelp’s heart i will’
C Em
’i’ll eat this young whelp’s heaaaaaaaart’

F Em
heave – ho
F Em
heave – ho

Em F
with fists for spades we raid his grave
Em Am
with big black boots we stomp the roots
Em F
with fists for spades we raid his grave
Em F
with big black boots we stomp the roof

F Em
heave – ho
F Em
heave – ho
F Em
heave – ho

Am F
heave – ho
G Am
heave – ho