A Song Dedicated To The Memory Of Stormy The Rabbit Chords

The bells or xylophone or whatever in the intro is just Am G F x3, then E, but played like...
 
e|-------------------------|
B|-------------------------|
G|-------------------------|
D|-------------------------|
A|---77----55---33---33----|
E|-5-----3----1----1-------|
 
x3, then
 
e|---------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------|
A|---22---22---22---22-------------|
E|-0----0----0----0----------------|
 
You can play the chords for the song or play the rhythm like it is above.
 
Am       G                 F
For four fortnights I have fled from my fortress
Am       G            F
Foraging forests five footsteps in length
Am        G            F
Fortitude found within forty ounce bottles
Am           G               F
Flowing like flies from your face
          E
From your face
 
Am         G             F
My neighborhood has been filled brim with black cats
    Am        G            F
And when I go driving they walk in my path
        E
All the time, every time
           Am        G         F
La da dada dum da da dum da da dum
           Am         G         F
La deeda da dum da da dum da da dum
           Am         G         F                   E
La deeda da dum da da dum da da dum da da dum da da dum
 
Am            G             F
First we were babies, we're birthing and dying
Am           G               F
Then we were children, we're playing and crying
Am             G              F
Then we're teenagers we're smoking and fucking
Am            G           F
Now we're all grownup and we're sadly sighing
    Am          G           F
And lacking but lurking and licking our wounds
      Am         G           F
We've created by lusting and lying
   E
To ourselves and to others
             Am       G       F               E
We're sadly sigh-hyhy-hy-hyhy-hyhy-hy-hyhy-hy-ing
             Am       G       F               E
We're sadly sigh-hyhy-hy-hyhy-hyhy-hy-hyhy-hy-ing
             Am       G       F               E
We're sadly sigh-hyhy-hy-hyhy-hyhy-hy-hyhy-hy-ing
             Am       G       F               E
We're sadly sigh-hyhy-hy-hyhy-hyhy-hy-hyhy-hy-ing
 
    Am          G    F
And I'd like to be a big ball of meat
    Am      G     F
For bees to buzz around and eat
       E
When I die, so I might be granted
             Am
One sense of purpose
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