Chords
From The Hips

Key: C

Introduction:  C7M  

 Am               F                         G         C7M 
I'm at my best when I'm at my worst
 Am               F                             G         C7M 
I'm at my worst when it's not rehearsed
                                                           F/A 
I don't wanna know the goddamn words
                 G                                           Am 
I don't wanna have to spell it out
                         Dm                                             F 
Don't wanna mumble what I'm tryin to say
                 G                                                 C7M 
I wanna scream it from my foaming mouth
                                                           F/A 
Shoot out the lights and ride away-E-A-E-A

 Am               F                           G         C7M 
I'm at my worst when I'm at my best
 Am               F                         G                 C7M 
I'm at my best when I'm trying to look and think and talk
                                                                               F/A 
And sing and read and write like all the rest
                               G                                     Am 
We're all just trying to play our roles
           Dm                               F 
In a play that runs ad nauseum
     G                                                 C7M 
I hate this damned enlightenment
                                           F/A 
We were better off as animals
Right?!

 Am                     F                           G               C7M 
We're at our best when it's from our hips
 Am             F                         G           C7M 
From our hips we don't give a shit
                                                                 F/A 
It just feels good, and that's no sin
                   G                               Am 
It's the only way to feel alive
                                   Dm                                   F 
It's the closest thing to being born again
                   G                                               C7M 
And when baby comes it's job well done
                                                                         F/A 
Roll in the hay, or a roll around the sun

 Am                     F                             G               C7M 
We're at our worst when it's from our lips
 Am             F                 G             C7M 
From our lips we caused a rift
                                                 F/A 
And this world is falling in
             G                                     Am 
From Babylon to barroom brawls
         Dm                                               F 
Our words have formed a death sentence
             G                                           C7M 
And I wish that we had never talked
         B                   F/A 
Our hips said it all-A-all-A-all-A-all

             G                                           C7M 
And I wish that we had never talked
                               F/A 
Our hips said it all-A-all-A-all-A-all