Static Beck
VERSE 1
[A]It's so [A6]eas[A]y to [D]laugh at your[D6]sel[D]f
[A]And all tho[A6]se [A]jokes have a[D]lready been w[D6]rit[D]ten
[A]Seems li[A6]ke [A]anoth[D]er vain attem[D6]pt[D]
[A]To let y[A6]our[A]self [D]fall out of t[D6]he [D]oven
CHORUS
[E]Holy m[E9]ounta[E]ins
They l[D9]ook so tired
And [E]it's a p[E9]erfe[E]ct day to [D]lock yourself ins[A]ide
VERSE 2
[A]Who you [A6]foo[A]lin' [D]if the fools [D6]are[D] right
[A]It's the[A6] sa[A]me th[D]ing but it's [D6]alm[D]ost as different
[A]Hard to [A6]tel[A]l whe[D]n it pacifies[D6] yo[D]ur mind
[A]Leaves y[A6]ou [A]stran[D]ded with a br[D6]oke[D]n engine
CHORUS
[E]Lazy d[E9]eser[E]t
Looks [D9]so mangled
Let [E]me d[E9]rown[E] in a conval[D]escent b[A]liss
BRIDGE
[E]
[G]Get up f[Bm]rom your [D]bed of r[A]est
[G]Been a l[Bm]ong time s[D]ince you've l[A]ived
[F#]But the static in your m[G]ind
Leaves you [A]hollow and unk[F#]ind
With a s[G]hock electric [D]wave turns you [A]on.
VERSE 3
[A]You've been f[A6]lun[A]ked o[D]ut of the dev[D6]ils[D] house
[A]Delin[A6]que[A]nt hyg[D]ienes are so ab[D6]ras[D]ive
[A]Some dist[A6]ort[A]ion that'[D]s never b[D6]een[D] known
[A]On the t[A6]rea[A]dmill[D] you'll be runnin[D6]' f[D]orever
CHORUS
[E]Holy m[E9]ounta[E]ins
They l[D9]ook so tired
And [E]it's a p[E9]erfe[E]ct day to [D]lock yourself ins[A]ide
[A]Bego[E]ne
[A]Bego[E]ne
[A] [G#] [G] [F#] [F] [A]
*Diamond Bullocks*
INTRO
[Eb] [Db] [B] [A] [G] [F] [E]
VERSE 1
[B]looking back at some dead world that looks so new
[Ab]offices and fountains that they named for you
[B]Dazzlements of accidents rejoice their doom
[Ab]Hari-karis spinnin' round the golden looms
VERSE 2
[B]girl you dream infections from a nauseous heart
[Ab]choice cut meats from derelict boulevards
BRIDGE I
[B] [A] [G] [E]
[B] [A] [E] [G] [D] [F]
[C] [B]
N.C.
Hear that lonesome whistle blow
No direction to be known
In a senile revery
BRIDGE II
A tearful gaze turns away
Eroding cold and grey
Scented eunuchs clothe our wretchedness
VERSE 3
[B]Looking back at some dead world that looks so new
[Ab]Offices and fountains that they named for you
[B]So ungrateful to the who's and what's-his-face
[Ab]Terrorist confections look so out of place
OUTRO
[E]
[G]looking [F]back at s[C]ome dead w[F#m]orld that l[B]ooks so n[E]ew
[G]looking [F]back at s[C]ome dead w[F#m]orld that l[B]ooks so n[E]ew
[G]looking [F]back at s[C]ome dead w[F#m]orld that l[B]ooks so n[E]ew
[G]looking [F]back at s[C]ome dead w[F#m]orld that l[B]ooks so n[E]ew
(B A E G)x4
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