Chords
Goats Milk

Key: A

Introduction:  Am  

 Am                                                             F                         C 
Well I remember you, you haven't changed a bit
                                                                                         E                           Am 
You've still got that sadness, it's hanging from your lips
 Am                                                           F 
You point your tattooed fingers at the fish
 C                                                                               E 
As they swim off to the sunset so freely
(Oh there they go, there there they go)
                   Am                                                               F 
With the contents of your pockets you give surnames like Shabazz
 C                                                                         E                               Am 
Treat them like your children and you dress them up in drag
                                                         F 
You're all down passing out predictions on the ave
       C                                                                     E7 
To conclusions of the book we are both reading
(Somewhere between the spines)
                   Am                                                   F 
They say time is always watching, he pours himself a drink
                           C                                                                 E 
He says well I don't read the news, I'd rather use that time to think
             Am                                   F 
How I fly on by while you fiddle with your phones
           C                                                           E                       Am 
Like foolish waves go crashing over unsuspecting stones
Bridge
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verse 2
 Am                                                             F 
You look into the mirror blowing kisses at your flaws
 C                                                               E                                         Am 
Speaking broken Spanish drinking goat's milk through a straw
 Am                                                                       F 
The twinkle from your eyes is said to stimulate the gods
               C                                                       E 
Or the businessmen who idolize your lunchbox
(Saying what's he got, well what's he got)
         Am                                                                       F 
You watch the soldiers starving from your bleachers in the shade
       C                                                                     E                           Am 
On Halloween you heed their knocks and feed them hand grenades
 Am                                                                     F 
You'll suffer through Martinis while Frank Sinatra's played
               C                                                             E7 
On the speakers there to drown out the gunshots
(Oh my, my, my, my)
 Am                                                   F 
Time is always watching, he pours himself a drink
                           C                                                                 E 
He says well I don't read the news, I'd rather use that time to think
             Am                                   F 
How I fly on by while you fiddle with your phones
           C                                                           E                       Am 
Like foolish waves go crashing over unsuspecting stones
Bridge
   Am  F  C  F 
verse 3
 E 
(Oh my, my, my, my)
 Am                                       F 
Communism's crumbled, cabinets have lied
                         C                                                                           E7 
And if they told you half the truth, you'd do your best to act surprised
                     Am                                             F 
There are holes in every mountain, lines on every road
                     C                                                               E                           Am 
There are tractors at the tree line making gypsies of the Joads