Good Morning, Hypocrite Electric President
Song: Good Morning Hypocrite
Album: Electric President
Tabbed by: Wiktor R. Kolowiecki
E-mail: variat11@gmail.com
Intro/Verse: F C G
Verse1:
Seems like the roads stretch out like veins, but there's no heart.
Nature's haircut is concrete now, and we played our part.
So we sing ...
Verse2:
I've lost my taste for modern things. They're not for me.
I want mundane: a quiet place, where time is free,
And I can sing ...
Bridge: C e F C G F G# Bb C
C e F
Climbed from my bed, to collect the thoughts that'd
fallen from my h[C]ead,
And [G]you watched me s[F]ink, through the car[G#]pet, through the
basement, and be[Bb]yond.
And you didn't blink.
[C]On the glass, I t[G]raced the s[F]un with my thumb. It s[G]ank
into the gr[C]ound.
And then the stars were blinking, like kids who were staring into the wind.
So I climbed through the window and walked until I lost my name.
[C]Now I can [G]play the vic[F]tim. It's fine. I've[G] seen it on [a]TV.
G e
But if there's one thing I know, it's that I never really
know en[F]ough.
Verse3:
Our heads, our hands, our brains, our lungs: they're just machines.
These hearts are all that we've got left, and they don't beat.
Outro: F C G
Live a little, talk a lot; it's the way this goes.
I've come to fear the little knives beneath their well-pressed clothes.
Their arms are reaching; reach is spreading through the neon glow.
Their mouths are moving, but their voices sound like telephones.
The traffic hums; the traffic grumbles near my old window.
The street lights flicker; glow and hover like suspended snow.
I used to watch the moon retreat and wonder where it goes.
Now I just wonder why my head is overrun with ghosts
Enjoy, I love this song :)
23.12.2007
Garwolin, Poland
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