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[Verse]


Am          F           Am             F
Outside the cafe by the cracker factory
         Am           F     C     E(7)
You were practicing a magic trick
       Am           F            Am         F
And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed
       Am           F        C   E(7)
On the last of your pick and mix


                           Am              F                   Am         F
Said your mistaken if your thinking that I haven't been caught cold before
       Am            F          C    E(7)
As you bit into your strawberry lace
           Am             F              Am         F
And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper
                Am              F        C    E(7)
Is all you have left and it was going to waste


[Chorus]

Am
Your past-times, consisted of the strange

And twisted and deranged

And I love that little game you had called

Crying lightning

And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons


[Verse]

                     Am            F
The next time that I caught my own reflection
       Am             F
It was on it's way to meet you
Am          F              C    E(7)
Thinking of excuses to postpone
                    Am                F
You never look like yourself from the side
         Am              F
But your profile did not hide
             Am           F              C      E(7)
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne


            Am           F                 Am       F
With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache
                    Am                 F            C   E(7)
Saw them, puff your chest out like you never lost a war
             Am            F             Am            F
And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction
          Am           F                C    E(7)
There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw


[Chorus]

         F              Dm      
And your past-times, consisted of the strange
    Am
And twisted and deranged
      Am
And I hate that little game you had called
F      Dm
Crying lightning
                    Am
And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons


F    Dm
Uninviting
    Am 
But not half as impossible as everyone assumes
        F      Dm        Am
You are crying lightning



Your past-times, consisted of the strange

And twisted and deranged

And I hate that little game you had called
F      Dm
Crying lightning
Am
Crying lightning
F      Dm
Crying lightning
Am
Crying lightning


     F              Dm
Your past-times, consisted of the strange
    Am
And twisted and deranged
      
And I hate that little game you had called
F      Dm
Crying
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sizifparanoja 100 Apr 17, 2011 12:15 PM

I think it sounds better with E instead of G#,so it goes :

Am F Am E Am G C E

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Whyyyy 10 Oct 11, 2011 06:18 PM

Guys, these are the exact chords Alex played on WRXP Session - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rer1ygNmnXQ&feature=related
Chords are 100% right.

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bluehour 32 Nov 29, 2011 08:15 AM

Chords are wrong!

Intro:
Am F C E
Am G C E

Am F C E
Outside the cafe by the cracker factory
Am G C E
You were practicing a magic trick
Am F C E
And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed
Am G C E
On the last of your pick and mix

Am F C
Said your mistaken if your thinking that I haven't been caught cold
E
before
Am G C E
As you bit into your strawberry lace
Am F C E
And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper
Am G C E
Is all you have left and it was going to waste

Your past-times, consisted of the strange

And twisted and deranged

And I love that little game you had called

Crying lightning

And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons

Am F
The next time that I caught my own reflection
C E
It was on it's way to meet you
Am G C E
Thinking of excuses to postpone
Am F
You never look like yourself from the side
C E
But your profile did not hide
Am G C E
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne

Am F C E
With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache
Am G C E
Saw them, puff your chest out like you never lost a war
Am F C E
And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction
Am G C E
There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw

F Dm
And your past-times, consisted of the strange
F Dm
And twisted and deranged
Am
And I hate that little game you had called
F Dm
Crying lightning
Am
And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons

F Dm
Uninviting
Am
But not half as impossible as everyone assumes
F Dm Am
You are crying lightning

Your past-times, consisted of the strange

And twisted and deranged

And I hate that little game you had called
F Dm
Crying lightning
Am
Crying lightning
F Dm
Crying lightning
Am
Crying lightning

F Dm
Your past-times, consisted of the strange
Am
And twisted and deranged

And I hate that little game you had called
F Dm
Crying

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