xEm Bm
Em Bm
Em Bm
Em Bm
Em
Listen to the sounds of ringing out around you
Bm
These are the cries of the dying beat
Em
Politics of hate you'd never get around to
Bm
Blood over brains that we never need
Em
I saw you in the back, studied and relaxed
Bm
Fixed in the post like a silent stone
Em
Serenity in tact, it's the feeling that I lack
Bm
Life in the floors of a stable home
G D
I can trace you on paper like a sketch of a smell
G D
You're what breath to a runner in contest
G F# Bm
In close to the nerve, but you rest so far away
G A
And I have to give it up someday
D A G
Every time I close my eyes, I see you in front of me
F#m Em
Pretending in a love like this
D A Em
I have no choice but to put you in back of me
G A
Don't cover my footsteps
Bm G
Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me
Bm G
Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader
D A Em
You're dead weight all right, that's fine, but get your hands off me
G
You have to touch me with kid gloves
Bm
You have to touch me with kid gloves
Em Bm
Em Bm
By me to the wind, you talk me out of standstill
I never felt so alive at once
Finger to the quick, yes I can feel your hand still
Pressed to the drain of the common months
Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a miserable f***
Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a tireless boy
Cheer me up, cheer me, I'm invisibly stuck all in myself
You sound of vanity whore
Beause it's race and it's power at the center of life
We abide to the people who need us
But you're the kind of person who could understand that fault
And I hope to measure you someday
Every time I close my eyes, I see you in front of me
Pretending in a love like this
I have no choice but to put you in back of me
Don't cover my footsteps
Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me
Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader
Dead weight all right, that's fine, you get your hands off me
You have to touch me with kid gloves
You have to touch me with kid gloves
SOLO: (see below)
Em C
G F
Em
Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a miserable f***
C
Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a tireless boy
G F
Cheer me up, cheer me, I'm invisibly stuck all in myself
You sound of vanity whore
Em
Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a miserable f***
C
Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a tireless boy
Bm
When you compromise yourself like that
A
It's dead occassion
Bm
So even on friendship (?)
D G
Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me
D G
Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader
Bm G
Dead weight all right, that's fine, but get your hands off me
D
You have to touch me with kid gloves
Bm Bm Bm
You have to touch me with kid gloves
SOLO:
e|---------------------------------|---|-------------------|
b|------------------------------10-|---|-------------------|
g|-----7h9s11-----7h9s11-b12r11----|---|-----7h9s11-----7~-|
d|-7h9--------7h9------------------|-x3|-7h9-----12-7h9----|
a|---------------------------------|---|-------------------|
e|---------------------------------|---|-------------------|
e|----------------------|---|----------------------|
b|----------------------|---|----------------------|
g|----7-11----7-11----7-|---|----7----7----77---7~-|
d|-7h9-9---7h9-9---7h9--|-x2|-7h9--7h9--7h9---9----|
a|----------------------|---|----------------------|
e|----------------------|---|----------------------|
Cheers.
