Tonalité : F major
Intro 1
D
Verse 1
D
"Molly is dead and the birds
have gone south,"
Said the joker to the thief
G
"My nerves are live wire,
and I'm burning on fire
D
Got a paper in my pocket and
a coupon for a cup of peace
Truly there was nothing that we
really lacked
Except the feeling of alive
G
That's why I turned to art,
that's how you got to jail
D
And now you're out on bail, fairytale,
searching for the Holy Grail
Verse 2
A
And closer to the truth,
than the kettle to the stove
G
And the moment that I noticed
that I didn't wanna know
A
I got a pain in my heart,
a burn in my throat
G
They go down to my belly,
got a bullet of a load
A
I got an ache in my head,
my confidence broke
G
Got a lot of lost time on the shoes of my soul,
yeah"
D
Verse 3
D
"Jesus, joker," said the thief,
"This can't be my life
G
Oh, something's been thrown,
like an arrow or a stone
D
Now the solitude is warmer
and I'd rather be alone
We lost our friends to the everyday
To the drugs and the dreams
G
To the girls in the bars,
the boys in the cars
D
When your shitty little love
life reaches just to the horizon
Verse 4
A
And you're closer to the truth,
than the kettle to the stove
G
And the moment that I noticed
that I didn't wanna know
A
I got a pain in my heart,
a burn in my throat
G
They go down to my belly,
got a bullet of a load
A
I got an ache in my head,
my confidence broke
G
Got a lot of lost time on the shoes
of my soul
Verse 5
Bm
Yeah, the light at the end
of the tunnel isn't really a light
G
If we got any closer we would find
D
that it's only a mirror
A
Reflecting our search lamps, here in the darkness,
here in the homeland
Bm
We'll always be searching
for permanence in quicksand
G
And frenzied collecting things
D
that we just can't hold
A
But we will hang on with our teeth"
Verse 6
D
"Molly is dead and the birds
have gone south,"
Said the joker to the thief,
G
"My nerves are live wire
and I'm burning on fire
D
Got a paper in my pocket and
a coupon for a cup of peace
Truly there was nothing that we
really lacked
Except the feeling of alive
G
That's why I turned to art,
D
that's how you got to jail
And now you're out on bail, fairytale,
searching for the Holy Grail
Verse 7
A
And closer to the truth,
than the kettle to the stove
G
And the moment that I noticed
that I didn't wanna know
A
I got a pain in my heart,
a burn in my throat
G
They go down to my belly,
got a bullet of a load
A
I got an ache in my head,
my confidence broke
G
Got a lot of lost time
on the shoes of my soul,
Verse 8
A
Yeah, the light at the end
of the tunnel isn't really a light
G
If we got any closer we would find
A
that it's only a mirror
G
Reflecting our search lamps, here in the darkness,
D
here in the homeland
A
We'll always be searching
for permanence in quicksand
G
And frenzied collecting things
D
that we just can't hold"
Outro 1
A
D
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