Tono: E
Introducción:
Em A7
Take me home to chicken pad thai, foreign girls, and shoes not being mandatory
Em A7
To swimming in the sea, slightly grazing your knee and needing anti-inflamatories
C Am
To a place you reborn, life's not long enough to waste in a job you hate
C Am D7
It's tough to survive, if you don't value life, for just a handsome young reprobate
Em A7
There's a place I used to go when I needed to be alone in a sort of spiritual way
Em A7
Walked south to a bar I knew. The girls were golden / Cocktails blue
C
Make sure you eat, you'll need your strength son
Am
It's your island. You're number 1.
C Am
Don't fuck it up. No blood to clean up would be worth going home
D7
Where you'll feel so alone
Verse
G C
Yeah, but I'll lie here staring at my ceiling
G C
Pretending the cars going past are the waves that I'm hearing
G Em9 A7
I'll lie here, holding back the tears from my eyes
C D
When I'm asked how I'm doing, Yeah I'll lie.
C D
Gºon
G C
Yeah, I'll lie here staring at my ceiling
G C
Pretending the cars going past are the waves that I'm hearing
G Em9 A7
I'll lie here, holding back the tears from my eyes
C D
When I'm asked how I'm doing, Yeah I'll lie.
C D
Gºon
Em A7
I wonder what the deal is, would I be remembered
Em A7
Would the damage still be there now those flaws have been rendered
C
Could I sit at my spot in karma bar
Am
could I walk into banyan. I took it too far
C
Ask me how it feels to know those days are gone
Am
ask me where I'm going on my next trip, alone
C
Ask me what I'm doing in buchannan street singing
Am
everything I do here is a crime
D
Ask me how I'm doing I'm fine
Verse
Em A7
There's a place I used to go when I needed to be alone in a sort of spiritual way
Em A7
Walked south to a bar I knew. The girls were golden / Cocktails blue
C
Make sure you eat, you'll need your strength son
Am
It's your island. You're number 1.
C Am
Don't fuck it up. No blood to clean up would be worth going home
D7
Where you'll feel so alone
G C
Yeah, but I'll lie here staring at my ceiling
G C
Pretending the cars going past are the waves that I'm hearing
G Em9 A7
I'll lie here, holding back the tears from my eyes
C D
When I'm asked how I'm doing, Yeah I'll lie.
C D
Gºon
G C
Yeah, I'll lie here staring at my ceiling
G C
Pretending the cars going past are the waves that I'm hearing
G Em9 A7
I'll lie here, holding back the tears from my eyes
C D
When I'm asked how I'm doing, Yeah I'll lie.
C D
Gºon
Em A7
I wonder what the deal is, would I be remembered?