Broken Breads Chords

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The New Pornographers - Broken Breads
From: Twin Cinema (2005)


E                 A
I could have it
                      D 
without the whores and their buggies 
E                       A
I suppose their father knows best... where the wind goes 
E                          A                  D
you could always see into the dark for miles around 
E                      A
my job was to try and make a sound 

A                          E
then I heard the call of
A                  E 
I heard the call to
D 
screaming "I don't wanna" 
A               E
I saw the girls
A                      E 
the new world minstrels
D 
whispering "I don't wanna"
Bm                                 E                                  A  E  D  E
tormented kings, your children of the earth sing 
Bm                            E
under an embalmed clear sky
Bm                            E 
under an embalmed clear sky 

E                     A
I foresee that you'll be weakened
        D 
the children of your cash
E                     A 
I can tell you can't live without it
E                     A                        D
who was I to come between a whore and her money?
E                            A
yes there is a war, boys versus girls 
D
clowns versus their curls 

A  E  A  E  D  D  X2

Bm     E   

A  E  D  E  Bm

     (You probably get the drift by now...)

I invested well 
and heavily into your antics 
I requested suicide blonde 
loudly 
yes there is a war 
its much like the one I've been waiting for 
boys versus girls 
clowns versus their curls 

I heard the call of 
I heard the call to 
screaming "I don't wanna" 
I saw the pearls 
the new world minstrels 
whispering "I don't wanna" 
tormented kings 
your children of the earth sing 
under an embalmed clear sky 
under an embalmed clear sky