Hợp âm Gnashville

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
[Bb]Never in the night
[F]When the knot grows tighter
[Bb]Than fingers can untie,
[F]And all the last half- dam[Bb]ned
[Gm]Rivers have gone [Gsus4]dry
Does the [Gm]cock crow thrice
Until someone is [Gsus4]denied...
[Gm]Or the morning comes.

[Verse 2]
[Bb]And you wonder, will y[F]ou
Get your shit to[Bb]gether?
[F]And what is [Bb]that?
A leather sofa [F]and a feather
in an [Bb]old fur hat?
[Gm]A fake tat' [Gsus4]lost in a[Gm]
Box of cracker jacks?
Practicing your plane [Gsus4]wreck
Face in the first- [Gm]class [Eb]lav'?

[Verse 3]
That's what the [Eb]ghost of someone's
dad might say.
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[Verse 4]
And when they come calling
I won't go [F]calm.
There [Bb]is no pa[F]lm o[Bb]r divine mitt
[Gm]With which to hold one's[Gsus4] pit,
[Gm]Or separate the human race
From [F]its en[Gm]vironment.

[Verse 5]
[Bb]No scattered ashes loosely gather
[F]Asking [Bb]where [F]the fire went. No.
[Bb]We're left with half- true psalms
In [F]an inde[Bb]cipherable [Gm]scrawl,
In some vague ex[Dm]tinct [F]language,
[Gm]Ancient ink dull, almost vanished
[Gsus4]On some old brittle scroll[Gm].[Eb]

[Verse 6]
That's what the [Eb]ghost of

[Outro 1]
Someone's dad might say.
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