Televators The Mars Volta
Bm* : 224432
Gmaj : 355433
Em* : 022000
G : 320033
Bm7 : x24232
B 7#5 : xx0433
A : x02220
Intro (Or finger pick Bm and Gmaj)
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Verse 1
Just as he...
[Bm]Hit the ground, they lowered a tow [Gmaj]that stuck in his neck to the
[Bm]gills. Fragments of [Gmaj]sobriquets. Riddle me
[Bm]this, three half eaten [Gmaj]corneas, who hit the aureole. Stalk the
[Bm]ground. Stalk the [Gmaj]ground.
Chorus
You should have
[Em]seen, the curse that flew right [G]by you. Page of con-
[Em]-crete, stained walks crutch in hobb[G]led sway. Auto-da
[Em]-fé, a capillary [G]hint of red.
Em* Em* Bm7 B 7#5
Only this manupod crescent in shape has es-
[Bm]-caped [Gmaj]
[Bm] [Gmaj]
Verse2
The house half a-
[Bm]-way, fell empty with [Gmaj]teeth that, split both his lips mark these
[Bm]words, one day this chalk [Gmaj]outline will circle this city. Was he
[Bm]robbed of the asphalt, that cushioned his face, a
[Gmaj]room coloured charlatan, hid in a safe. Stalk the
[Bm]ground. Stalk the [Gmaj]ground.
Chorus
You should have
[Em]seen, the curse that flew right [G]by you. Page of con-
[Em]-crete, stained walks crutch in hobb[G]led sway. Auto-da
[Em]-fé, a capillary [G]hint of red.
Em* Em* Bm7 B 7#5
Only this manupod crescent in shape has es-
Bridge }2
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}S
Bm Gmaj }
-caped }T
}i
Bm Gmaj }m
}E
Bridge }D
}
Pull the }R
}i
Bm A Em Bm }G
pins. Save your grace. Mark these words. On his grave (x4) }h
}t
Chorus/Outro
You should have
[Em]seen, the curse that flew right [G]by you. Page of con-
[Em]-crete, stained walks crutch in hobb[G]led sway. Auto-da
[Em]-fé, a capillary [G]hint of red.
Em* Em* Bm7
Everyone knows the last toes are -
[B]al[7#5]ways the coldest to [Bm]go.
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