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Winnebago Skeletons

Tom: G

Introdução:  G  

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                       G                                         C                         G 
There's a fish in my stomach a thousand years old
                 G                   Em                   C                     D 
Can't swim a full circle, the water's too cold
                       Em                 C                     G  F#/G           Em 
Burnt out cars in my fingers, conveyor belts flow,
             C                       Am                         C   D                 G 
right angles and steam whistles, nothing can grow
Verse
       G                                                 C                 G 
A big-antlered deer stepping into the road,
         G               Em                         C                       D 
A beautiful woman with her head in the stove
           Em                     C         G  F#/G           Em 
The skyscrapers crumble heavy with rats
           C                           Am                         C   D               G 
The wind's full of beer cans and whiffle ball bats
           D                                                         C                       G 
The endless sea of traffic lights never make a sound
             D                                                         C                             G 
Like Ben Franklin's electric kite crashing to the ground
                   C                   Am                 C                   D               G 
and the Winnebago skeletons beneath this bankrupt town
      G  C  GEm  C  G  F#/GEm  C  Am  C  D  G 
Verse
             G                                                   C                     G 
This fish in my stomach wears a full length mink,
                     G                           Em                 C                   D 
But his teeth float in sherry in a jar by the sink
                     Em                 C             G   F#/G   Em 
He's the withered remains of Rin Tin Tin
   C                           Am             C     D           G 
Taking his new Cadillac out for a spin
           D                                                         C                       G 
The endless sea of traffic lights never make a sound
             D                                                         C                             G 
Like Ben Franklin's electric kite crashing to the ground
                   C                   Am                 C                   D               G 
and the Winnebago skeletons beneath this bankrupt town