Cifras
Continental Breakfast

Tono: D

Introducción:  D   C   Em   D   C   Em   D   C   Em   C   Em   D  

 C 
Verse
 D                                                               C     Em 
You won't believe what I coulda told ya
           D                                                                                 C       Em 
But I don't believe I've the balls to let you know
             D                                                   CEm 
I can say that 'cause I'm a man
               C     Em                       D                 C  D 
But I feel like a little boy... today
     D                                             C       Em 
I cherish my intercontinental friendships
           D                                               C             Em 
We talk it over continental breakfast
             D                                           C           Em 
In a hotel in East Bumble-wherever
 C                 Em             D                           C     D 
Somewhere on the sphere, around here

       D                                                         C                 Em 
I cherish my intercontinental friendships
 D                                             C         Em 
Not much very big on enemies
           D                                                     C               Em 
So I kick a can way up into the sun, man
               C                                   D 
But it falls down into a ravine
                                               C                                                       D 
I don't mean to even think about it that way, but I do
                                   C             Em           D 
Watchin' the waves come in at night
                     C                                                           G           C         Em 
From my back porch stoop, porch swing swingin' on its own
                         C         Em               D                             C   D 
See it's just an inhabitant of some holy ghost
Instrumental

 G  D 
Verse
       D                                                                 C             Em                                 D 
I walk like a bruised ego along shorefront property un-owned to me
                                                   C             Em                                 D 
But I'm feelin' inferior on the interior don't ya see
                               C                                     Em                                 D 
Guarded and sentimental (and after all, its just a rental)
                                                                     C           Em           D 
(Like better luck performin' telekinesis on a priestess)
                                                                                     C   Em 
You won't believe what I mighta, coulda told ya
               D                                                             C                     Em 
But I wouldn't wanna leave ya trippin' out over it
 D                               C       Em 
OK, more-so me, but...
                   D 
(or just me)

 D                         C                   Em         D 
Watchin' the waves come in at night
                       C                             Em       C         G             C           Em 
From my back porch stoop, porch swing swingin' on its own
                       D             Em             D                           C     D  C  D 
See it's just an inhabitant of some holy ghost
Instrumental

 D                                                           C                 Em 
I cherish my intercontinental friendships
         D                                                 C         Em 
We talk it over continental breakfast
             D                                           C           Em 
In a hotel in East Bumble-wherever
 C                 Em           D                           C       D 
Somewhere on the sphere, around here