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Arabesque (Wet Rusting God)
F - B♭
arrested in the hallway
for doing arabesques down the aisle way
waiting on the airport runway
painted as a terrorist I run away
what a way to ruin the holiday
what a way to ruin the holiday
what a way to ruin the holiday
I could only smile and I run away
I run away
I run away
don't run away
why are you embarrassed much?
even though the best of us
look kind of weird
chasing down the transfer bus
what a way to ruin the holiday
what a way to ruin the holiday
what a way to ruin the holiday
I could only smile and I run away
I run away
I run away
don't run away
compose myself?
am I an orchestra?
this movement's on my current thrust
don't trust no one
don't trust no one
don't trust no one
a creep creeps through
the school zone slow
he's rolling through says
"I was only following the rules"
wet rusting god
wet rusting god
wet rusting god
wet rusting god
wet rusting god
wet rusting god
wet rusting god
wet rusting god
what a way to ruin the holiday
what a way to ruin the holiday
what a way to ruin the holiday
what a way to ruin the holiday
there's a way to make up for all of it
there's a way to make up for all of it
there's a way to wake up from all of this
there's a way to wake up from all of this
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2. |
Museum Of Modern Hearts
03:48
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Museum Of Modern Hearts
Verse:
D - F♯min
Chorus:
Bmin - Bmin/A - Bmin/G - D - A
you come out with no come on
(museum of modern hearts)
you come on with no call out
(museum of modern hearts)
your feelings on display
(museum of modern hearts)
you show up just to show off
(museum of modern hearts)
museum of modern hearts
museum of modern hearts
backgammon baby's got you cornered in
the candy's got you gagging cuz it's tamarind
backgammon baby's got you cornered in
put your white teeth on display
but the backs are yellowing
all of the skins in Big Es
my mind occupy middle-east
press your bigmouth to your loudmouth
(museum of modern hearts)
with your feelings on display
(museum of modern hearts)
you show up just to show off
(museum of modern hearts)
your backgammon baby's got you cornered in
Greta Golden-Gating your sword swallowing
backgammon baby's got you cornered in
put your white teeth on display but the backs are yellowing
backgammon baby's got you cornered in
the candy's got you gagging cuz it's tamarind
backgammon baby's got you cornered in
put your white teeth on display
but the backs are all yellowing
you're a goner
with no goodbye
(museum of modern hearts)
and you get high on the headlines
dissection of all your parts
you're a club member of dismemberment
knocked down the door but fell asleep on the floor
you're a goner
with no goodbye
(museum of modern hearts)
you're a goner
with no goodbye
(museum of modern hearts)
you're a goner
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3. |
Eat The Flowers
04:06
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EAT THE FLOWERS
intro/chorus:
E - G♯min - A - B
E - G♯min - A - B - B
G♯maj - A - Amin
E - B7
verse:
A - C♯min
bridge:
E - G♯min - A - C♯min -B
E - G♯min - A - B - B
on your back
dreaming sixteen dreams
stare at the ceiling
happy sweet Sistine
on your back
dreaming sixteen dreams
stare at the ceiling
happy sweet Sistine
happy sweet Sistine
be my
my Medici now
just 'til I turn things around
I stooped and I kneeled
to read the passage at the roadside shrine
I turned but could feel
the branches pull me down at my heel so
I stooped and I kneeled
to eat the flowers at the roadside shrine and
soon I could feel
the petals promise to mend and heal me
ooh ta-da!
on your back
dreaming sixteen dreams
stare at the ceiling
happy sweet Sistine
on your back
dreaming sixteen dreams
stare at the ceiling
happy sweet Sistine
happy sweet Sistine
be my
my marigold now
just 'til I turn things around
I stooped and I kneel
to ring the roses at the roadside shrine
I stood but could feel
the vines pull me down at my heel so
I stooped and I kneel
to drink the candles at the roadside shrine and
soon I could feel
the wax promise to mend and heal me
ooh ta-da!
Hark! the angels have broken wings and
you're such a sentimental thing and
in remembrance to thee I cling
you're such a sentimental thing when
Hark! the angels have broken wings and
you're such a sentimental thing when
in remembrance to thee I cling
you're such a sentimental thing when
you're such a sentimental thing
on your back
dreaming sixteen dreams
stare at the ceiling
happy sweet Sistine
on your back
dreaming sixteen dreams
stare at the ceiling
happy sweet Sistine
happy sweet Sistine
be my
my merry-go-round now
just 'til I turn things around
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4. |
Run Out Groove
03:17
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RUN OUT GROOVE
Intro:
C - Emin
Verse:
C - F - C - G
Chorus:
F - G - C - G
Amin - G - C - G7
Bridge:
C - F - C - G
every time I smile
you look out over your shoulder
to find out who finds it wrong
and every time I style
you look out over your shoulder
to find out who finds it wrong
my life in the run out groove
trying to get to you
I don't know what I'm trying to prove
but I'm trying to prove it to you
every time I'm childish
look out over your shoulder
to find out who finds it wrong
and every time I'm wild
you look out over your shoulder
to find out who finds it wrong
my life in the run out groove
trying to get to you
I don't know what I'm trying to prove
but I'm trying to prove it to you
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5. |
No Makeup
01:38
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NO MAKEUP
verse/chorus:
C - Amin
bridge:
G - Amin
this is me with no makeup on
turn your speakers up
tighten your sneakers up
we're coming after you
we're coming after you
this is me with no makeup on
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6. |
Pursuit
05:54
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PURSUIT
verse/chorus:
Gmaj7 - Cmaj7 - Amin7 - Bmin7
solo section:
Gmaj - Cmaj7 (repeat)
end solo sec. on Gmaj7 - Cmaj - Amin7 - D
climax:
Gmaj7 - Cmaj7 - Amin7 - D
outro:
Amin - Bmin - Emin
have you ever tried?
well, I might
no, I've never tried
no, I've never tried
do you ever cry?
well, I might
no, I've never cried
no, I've never cried
in the pursuit of feeling fine
we get fucked up all the time
in the pursuit of feeling fine
we get fucked up all the time
is he feeling fine? is he feeling fine?
if you're feeling fine, is he feeling fine?
what makes you wonder?
what makes you wonder?
do you even try?
well, I might
no, I've never tried
no, I've never tried
do you even cry?
well, I might
after last night
after last night
in the pursuit of feeling fine
we get fucked up all the time
in the pursuit of feeling fine
we get fucked up all the time
is he feeling fine? is he feeling fine?
if you're feeling fine, is he feeling fine?
what makes you wonder?
what makes you wonder?
if the shadows are swaying
and your body is staying
then the light is swirling all around you
but if the bodies are swaying
but the shadows are staying
then the light is only in your mind
is he feeling fine? is he feeling fine?
if you're feeling fine, is he feeling fine?
what makes you wonder?
what makes you wonder?
are you feeling fine? are you feeling fine?
if you're feeling fine, is he feeling fine?
what makes you wonder?
what makes you wonder?
you're wonderful
just checking in on you!
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7. |
Bright Wound
04:03
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BRIGHT WOUND
verse/chorus:
F - Amin
end:
C (no chord)
C - Emin
among your old tribes
they're frightened
we're bursting bright in to life again
among your old tribes
they're frightened
we're bursting bright in to life again
and you're a bright wound
for you're a bridegroom
and you're a bright wound
for your bride groom
among your old tribes
they're frightened
we're bursting bright in to life again
among your old tribes
they're frightened
we're bursting bright in to life again
upon the parked chairlift
when they pushed you over
they may push you over
it's the same
parked chairlift
when they pushed you over
they may push you over
it's the same to you
another day yes
you're feeling the wrong way
go double back again
yes you're feeling the wrong way
go double back again, my friend
among your old tribes
they're frightened
we're bursting bright in to life again
among your old tribes
they're frightened
we're bursting bright in to life again
and you're a bright wound
for you're a bridegroom
and you're a bright wound
for your bride groom
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8. |
Mulberry
02:30
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MULBERRY
verse:
C - F - Dmin - C
C - F - Dmin - G - C
chorus:
G - G/F - G/E - G - G7
C - F - Dmin - C
mulberry
like a hand from the ground
I sat in your palm to keep me calm
mulberry
like a hand from the ground
I sat in your palm
I sat in your palm to keep me warm
mulberry
we arrive on the lawn
I writhe around in your palm
I'd rather keep you around than keep me down
but our love
is not allowed
but we never listen
we kiss and make it loud
mulberry
weren't you a dying cell
on the edge of your eye
I couldn't tell
mulberry
like a hand from the ground
I sat in your palm
I sat in your palm to keep me calm
mulberry
like a hand from the ground
I sat in your palm
I sat in your palm to keep me warm
mulberry
we arrive on the lawn
I writhe around in your palm
I'd rather keep you around than keep me down
but our love
is in the trees
I lift up my hands
but couldn't reach the leaves
mulberry
with the wormwood all hung
a dropped bookmark in the dirt
what was I on?
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9. |
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FIREFLY (VARIATIONS)
it wasn't light of the firefly
it was the glow of the smoke
I know
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10. |
Bellwether Friends
04:54
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BELLWETHER FRIENDS
intro/verse:
D - E (end on E+)
pre-chorus:
A - B - E - E
chorus:
A - B - E - A (end on A+)
you smoke a smoke
a borrowed smoke
between your fingers
it bellows smoke
you linger long
to get a light
you start discussion
it's not a fight
you linger longer
to get along
you hold it in now
but it's not wrong
no no no
no it's not wrong
to all my bellwether friends
unfair skin that's grown too thin
go cut your hair out
no, grow it in
now pull it out
now hold it in
to all my bellwether friends
on that line that's grown too thin
scream your lungs out
now draw 'em in
let 'em out
now hold it in
and if you're gonna breathe
breathe like me
he covered me in the leaf
he coated me with gold leaf
but now you can begin to see the seams
we are the weeds covered in seeds
you try and stop us
you put us down
you pull us up
but you spread us out
you do us in
but we start to sprout
you hold us in now
but it's not wrong
no no no
but it's not wrong
to all my bellwether friends
unfair skin that's grown too thin
go cut your hair out
no, grow it in
now pull it out
now hold it in
to all my bellwether friends
on that line that's grown too thin
scream your lungs out
now draw 'em in
let 'em out
now hold it in
and if you're gonna breathe
breathe like me
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11. |
Between The Heartbeats
04:02
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BETWEEN THE HEARTBEATS
can you believe we've made it this far
we're still alive and we're mostly unharmed
I know
when we haven't spoke in days
when we haven't had a smoke in days
you say
"Life is a noose. You better weave it comfortable and loose".
dead between the heartbeats
between the heartbeats
we weren't dead
between the heartbeats
we weren't dead
we weren't dead
between the heartbeats
you and me
I know
when we haven't spoke in days
when you haven't heard a joke in days
you say
"Life is a noose. You better weave it comfortable and loose".
dead between the heartbeats
between the heartbeats
we weren't dead
between the heartbeats
we weren't dead
we weren't dead
between the heartbeats
you and me
I know
and you're frozen up
but you grab the top
so you shook it up
they say you should get down
then you shook it down
you should get down
and you're risen up
and you grab the top
so you shook it up
they say you should get down
then you shook it down
you should get down
you shook it up
you shake it up
you should get up
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Emby Alexander Phoenix, Arizona
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