Music is a universal language, and needs not be translated. With it soul speaks to soul
Standard guitar tuning:EADGBECapo on 5 fret
F G E FFThey've been circling,G they've been circling ESince the day they wereF born FIt's disturbing Ghow they're circling EFifty feet from the Fpond FPretty often,G pretty often EI don't want to bFe told FIt's a problem,G it's a problem EIt's a problem,F I know FI won't keep what GI can't catch In Emmy bare hands witFhout a net FIt's hard enough to Gwalk on grass So Emconscious of the Fconsequences
F G E FFThey've been jerking,G they've been jerking EIn a pail by the Fdock FI know that oxygen might Gmake them blossom and Edie But I'm not gonna Ftalk FFeed them details, Gfeed them e-mails EThey'll eventually Fgrow FBut it's not working, Git's not working ENot as far as I Fknow FAnd killing things Gis not so hard It's Emhurting that's the Fhardest part And Fwhen the wizard Ggets to me I'm Emasking for a Fsmaller heart
F G E FFWhen I got you, I Gthought that I got you ENow I'll ruin it Fall FFeeling helpless, Gacting selfish EBeing human and Fall FAnd they're jumping, Gand they're jumping EBut they'll never get Fout FJust keep touring, Gkeep on ignoring EBe a good little Ftrout The Fbutcher stops and Gwinds his watch And Emlays their lives down Fon the block He Fraises up his Ghatchet and the EmBig hand strikes a Fcompromise FWait, we'll Gtrade you, Dwait FPlease, just Gone more Dday FThen we'll Ggo with Dno complaining FNo complaining, Dno complaining FStop killing G E F
F G E FFKilling things is Gnot so hard It's Emhurting that's the Fhardest part FWhen the wizard Ggets to me I'm Emasking for a Fsmaller heart And Fif he tells me Gno I'll hold my Embreath until I Fhit the floor FEventually I Gknow I'm doomed To Emget what I am Fasking for (The rhythm is a bit weird in the end. Play F and G for a normal length measure, then the C G F sequence should be faster. Listen to the song and you'll be able to figure it out.)
F G C G FFNow my heart is Gexactly the size Of a Csix sided Gdie cut in Fhalf Made of Cruby Gred stained Fglass Can I Fknock you unconscious as Glong as I promise I'll Clove you and GI'll make you Flaugh And my Fheart is Gexactly the size Of a Csix sided Gdie cut in Fhalf Made of Cruby Gred stained Fglass Can I Fknock you unconscious as Glong as I promise I'll Clove you and GI'll make you Flaugh
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