Cifras
From The Hips

Tom: C

Introdução: C7+    

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Am                    F                                 G            C7+  
I'm at my best when I'm at my worst
Am                    F                                      G            C7+  
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                                                                 C7+  
I wanna scream it from my foaming mouth
                                                                             F/A  
Shoot out the lights and ride away-E-A-E-A
C7+  
Am                    F                                    G            C7+  
I'm at my worst when I'm at my best
Am                    F                                 G                      C7+  
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                                                                 C7+  
I hate this damned enlightenment
                                                        F/A  
We were better off as animals
Right?!
C7+  
Am                            F                                    G                    C7+  
We're at our best when it's from our hips
Am                 F                                 G              C7+  
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                                                              C7+  
And when baby comes it's job well done
                                                                                                F/A  
Roll in the hay, or a roll around the sun
C7+  
Am                            F                                      G                    C7+  
We're at our worst when it's from our lips
Am                 F                      G                 C7+  
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                                                         C7+  
And I wish that we had never talked
          B                         F/A  
Our hips said it all-A-all-A-all-A-all
C7+  
     Am  F  G  C7+      Am  F  G  C7+  
     B         F/A                      G         Am  
        Dm            F  
                G                                                         C7+  
And I wish that we had never talked
                                        F/A  
Our hips said it all-A-all-A-all-A-all
C7+(ad  
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