Cifras para Violão Squealing Pigs

Tom:  C
C
                                                            
F
          
C
 
Make a cup with your hands to take a drink
C
                                                            
F
        
C
 
In the same way that your father did
C
                                                            
F
        
C
 
And throw a stone upon the river's lid
F7M
   
Watch the circles take you home
C
                                                          
F
                      
C
 
Blow the smoke and watch it leave your lungs
C
                                                          
F
              
C
 
And high or not, think of what you've done
C
                                                            
F
              
C
 
Have you not considered life beneath the thumb?
F7M
   
Or flying solo in your home?
C
                                                              
F
          
C
 
'Cause sometimes it's who, not what you do
C
                                                              
F
                                            
C
 
Just because your father did doesn't mean that you should too
C
                                      
F
    
C
 
I don't want to lose you
F7M
   
Don't go away from here
            
C
                                              
F
 
It's that sinking feeling of being alone
            
G
                                              
Am
 
And it's the way it makes you screech
            
C
                                          
F
 
And pulls the skin off your bones
            
G
                                                                      
Am
 
And I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor;
            
C
                                        
F
 
Will you still know me in a year?
          
C
                                  
F
        
C
 
Don't you think about your actions?
          
C
                                  
F
      
C
 
Counter-weight dire reactions?
          
C
                                
F
        
C
 
Zero soul, you're a loser's son
          
F7M
   
But don't you go away from here
        
C
                              
F
                      
C
 
Your mind's a mine-field in a minor way
      
C
                                
F
                      
C
 
Don't just fall in like some mindless stray
      
C
                                            
F
                  
C
 
"We're your friends, you see" is what they say
    
F7M
   
Don't you go away from here
      
C
                                                  
F
 
Yeah, it's that sinking feeling of being alone
      
G
                                          
Am
 
And it's the way it makes you screech
      
C
                                        
F
 
And pulls the skin off your bones
      
G
                                                                              
Am
 
And I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor;
      
C
                                          
F
 
Will you still know me in a year?
(Pause)
C
                                                      
F
 
Yeah, it's that sinking feeling of being alone
G
                                                  
Am
 
And it's the way it makes you screech
C
                                              
F
 
And peels the skin off your bones
G
                                                                    
Am
 
And I can't help but think, as I pick my mouth off the floor;
C
                                          
F
 
Will you still know me in a year?