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VERSE 1
A A6 A D D6 D
It's so easy to laugh at yourself
A A6 A D D6 D
And all those jokes have already been written
A A6 A D D6 D
Seems like another vain attempt
A A6 A D D6 D
To let yourself fall out of the oven
CHORUS
E E9 E
Holy mountains
D9
They look so tired
E E9 E D A
And it's a perfect day to lock yourself inside
VERSE 2
A A6 A D D6 D
Who you foolin' if the fools are right
A A6 A D D6 D
It's the same thing but it's almost as different
A A6 A D D6 D
Hard to tell when it pacifies your mind
A A6 A D D6 D
Leaves you stranded with a broken engine
CHORUS
E E9 E
Lazy desert
D9
Looks so mangled
E E9 E D A
Let me drown in a convalescent bliss
BRIDGE
E
G Bm D A
Get up from your bed of rest
G Bm D A
Been a long time since you've lived
F# G
But the static in your mind
A F#
Leaves you hollow and unkind
G D A
With a shock electric wave turns you on.
VERSE 3
A A6 A D D6 D
You've been flunked out of the devils house
A A6 A D D6 D
Delinquent hygienes are so abrasive
A A6 A D D6 D
Some distortion that's never been known
A A6 A D D6 D
On the treadmill you'll be runnin' forever
CHORUS
E E9 E
Holy mountains
D9
They look so tired
E E9 E D A
And it's a perfect day to lock yourself inside
A E
Begone
A E
Begone
A G# G F# F A
*Diamond Bullocks*
INTRO
Eb Db B A G F E
VERSE 1
B
looking back at some dead world that looks so new
Ab
offices and fountains that they named for you
B
Dazzlements of accidents rejoice their doom
Ab
Hari-karis spinnin' round the golden looms
VERSE 2
B
girl you dream infections from a nauseous heart
Ab
choice cut meats from derelict boulevards
BRIDGE I
B A G E
B A E G D F
C B
N.C.
Hear that lonesome whistle blow
No direction to be known
In a senile revery
BRIDGE II
A tearful gaze turns away
Eroding cold and grey
Scented eunuchs clothe our wretchedness
VERSE 3
B
Looking back at some dead world that looks so new
Ab
Offices and fountains that they named for you
B
So ungrateful to the who's and what's-his-face
Ab
Terrorist confections look so out of place
OUTRO
E
G F C F#m B E
looking back at some dead world that looks so new
G F C F#m B E
looking back at some dead world that looks so new
G F C F#m B E
looking back at some dead world that looks so new
G F C F#m B E
looking back at some dead world that looks so new
(B A E G)x4