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Phantom Limb Shins
[A]Frozen into coats,
D Bm…
White girls of the North,
G D…
Fire past one, fire the one,
[D]The are the fabled lambs,
[E]A Sunday ham,
[Bm]The ancient snow.
[A]And they can float above the grass, [D]
[A]In circles if they tried,
G D…
A latent power I know they hide,
[D]To keep some hope alive,
E Bb…
That a girl like I could ever try,
[A]Could ever try.
[Fm]So we just skirt the hal[D]lway signs,
[E]A phantom and a fly, [Fm]
[Fm]Follow the lines and won[D]der why
[E]There's no connection.
[A]And weakened falling eyes,
D Bm…
In cheap shots from the tribe,
G D…
And we're often in Marcus' porch again,
[D]Another afternoon
[E]With the gold head tunes,
[Bb]And pilfered booze.
[A]We wandered through your mama's house, [D]
[A]And the milk from the window lights,
G D…
Family portrait circa ninety-five,
[D]This is that foreign land,
[E]With the sprayed on tans,
[Bm]And it all feels fine,
[A]Beat it circa slime,
[Fm]So, when they tap our mu[D]ndane heads,
[E]To zombie-walk in our st[Fm]ead,
[Fm]This town seems hardly w[D]orth our time, [E]
[Fm]And we'll no longer memo[D]rize or rhyme, [E]
[Fm]To fall along in our crime,
[Fm]Stepping over what now t[D]owers to the sky,
[E]With no connection.
[A]No, oh-oh, oh-oh[D] [E]
[A]No, oh-oh, oh-oh[D] [E]
[Fm]So, when they tap our mu[D]ndane heads,
[E]To zombie-walk in our st[Fm]ead,
[Fm]This town seems hardly w[D]orth our time, [E]
[Fm]And we'll no longer memo[D]rize or rhyme, [E]
[Fm]To fall along in our crime,
[Fm]Stepping over what now t[D]owers to the sky,
[E]With no connection.
[A]No, oh-oh, oh-oh[D] [E]
[A]No, oh-oh, oh-oh[D] [E]
(tabbed by edstate)
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