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How To Explain Cat Empire Tabbed by Damsk1849 I'm pretty sure a lot of this is right. I'm least certain about the end of the chorus "music is the language of us all" bit, so if anyone that knows better would like to email me that'd be cool: firstname.lastname@example.org (I don't consider to be a jazzman of any sort, I made that address when I was 12) Chords: C: 8 10 10 9 8 8 Bb: 6 8 8 7 6 6 A7: 5 7 5 6 5 5 Gm: 3 5 5 3 3 3 F: 1 3 3 2 1 1 Dm: x 5 7 7 6 5 F7: 1 3 1 2 1 1 Dm*: x x 0 2 3 1 C*: x 3 2 0 1 0 (Trumpet Intro) C Bb A7 A7 When a room becomes an altar And what beast that must exist Bb It flies with music from our lips Gm And steals a kiss and blows it Bb A7 Out into the mist (A7) Where castles stand on cliffs And cobbled streets they wind and drift Bb And moods are made and set but shift Gm This place where skies are low Bb A7 And birds are big (A7) We went to sleep in day And woke again the same day Bb We have learned to cheat the time Gm And find the hours Bb A7 That the clocks cannot define (A7) As I looked up from that stage Bb I felt the thing that had been made And how it raged Gm And how it raged Chorus Bb How to explain? Something makes me howl C And shiver to the core F Ah outside if it was raining Bb C Then inside there'd be a storm Dm We've got a pair of hands for climbing Bb C And a pair of knees to spring F And a pair of balls for strength Bb C And a pair of lungs to sing F7 And these simple chords Bb Dm C That say: music is the language of us all Trumpet Break Dm* C* Gm x3 Dm C C Bb A7 (A7) To write these songs is to be written Ah the chorus always knows Bb What is in store Gm And what is more the thing that sings us Bb A7 Is the thing that makes us roar (A7) I felt that beast 'kisso my neck We clapped our hands Bb And heard them spread Gm There was a trumpet and a call Bb A7 A pack of Spaniards screamed for more Music is the language of us all Music is the language of us all A7 Music is the language of us all Music is the language of us all Trumpet Break II Dm* C* Gm x(many) Dm* C* Chorus (C) Bb I find it hard to speak emotional C Cos these things are the things that F Can't be said And when it's struck it strikes Bb C The memory from our heads Dm Once I wrote to play's Bb C To be immortal for a night F And despite the unknown hours Bb Something happens C F7 When the light turns out the lights Then we fade and yawn Bb Dm C To music that's the language of us all