Capo 3rd fret
Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
Verse
'Its Kill Or Be...'
Break
Verse
'Do You Agree...'
Outro
Four Winds
Intro
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Your class, your caste, your country, sect, your name or your tribe
There's people always dying trying to keep them alive
His body's decomposing in containers tonight
In an abandoned building where
A squatter's made a mural of a Mexican girl
With fifteen cans of spray paint in a chemical swirl
She's standing in the ashes at the end of the world
Four winds blowing through her hair
But when great Satan's gone, the whore of Babylon
She just can't sustain the pressure where it's placed
She caves
Interlude
The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the Qu'ran is mute
If you'd burn them all together you'd get close to the truth still
They're pouring over sanskrit on the ivy league moons
While shadows lengthen in the sun
Cast on a school of meditation built to soften the times
And hold us at the center while the spiral unwinds
It's knocking over fences, crossing property lines
Four winds, cry until it comes
And it's the song of man
Slouching towards Bethlehem
A heart just can't contain all of that empty space
It breaks, it breaks, (it breaks)
Interlude
Well, I went back, I rent a Cadillac, a company jet
Like a newly orphaned refugee, retracing my steps
All the way to Cassadega to commune with the dead
They said, "You'd better look alive"
And I was off to old Dakota where a genocide sleeps
In the black hills, the bad lands, the calloused east
I buried my ballast, I made my peace
With four winds, levelling the pines
But when great Satan's gone, the whore of Babylon
She just can't remain with all that outer space
She breaks, she breaks, she caves, she caves.
End on: Em
If The Brakeman Turns My Way
When panic grips your body and your heart is a hummingbird
Raven thoughts blacken your mind until you're breathing in reverse
All your friends and sedatives mean well but make it worse
Every reassurance just magnifies the doubt
Better find yourself a place to level out
Got a cricket for a conscience always looks the other way
A cocaine soul starts seeming like an empty cabaret
Hey, where have all the dancers gone? Now the music doesn't play
Tried to listen to the river but you couldn't shut your mouth
Better take a little time to level out
I never thought of running
My feet just led the way
Mixed up Signals
Bullet Train
Cars are switched out in the crazy rain
I could meet you any place
If the Brakeman turns my way
All this automatic writing I have tried to understand
From a psychedelic angel who was tugging on my hand
It's an infinite coincidence but it doesn't form a plan
So I'm headed for New England or the Paris of the South
Gonna find myself somewhere to level out
Are your brothels full, Oh Babylon, with merry Middlemen?
Never peer out of their periscopes from those deep opium dens
All this death must need a counterweight always someone born again
First a mother bathes her child then the other way around
The Scales always find a way to level out
I tried to pass for nothing
But my dreams gave me away
Mixed up Signals
Bullet Train
People snuffed out in the brutal rain
I could live to any age
If the Brakeman turns my way
It is an old world it's hard to remember
Like a dime store mystery
I'm a repeat first time offender
Who has rewritten history
Mixed up tea leaves
Phantom Pain
Fuzzy logic in the crazy rain
Getting better every day
If the Brakeman turns my way
Mixed up Signals
Bullet Train
Cars are switched out in the blinding rain
He'll be smiling as he seals my fate
When the Brakeman turns my way
Hot Knives
Intro
x 4
The Wife forgave the Mistress for she only entertained
The pain was gone the instant she cleared her throat to speak her name
Said, "Both of us must suffer from the same unending ache"
x2
The world was not of interest though her days were never dull
Her bed beneath a crucifix on guests performing miracles
x2
With the Son of God just hanging like a common criminal
x2
When I do wrong I am with God, she thought
x2
When I feel lost I am not at all
So give me Black Light (Give Give me)
So give me Hot Knives (Deep Clean sleep)
On a dance floor no one tells time (There is no time)
x2
Oh, I've made love, yeah, I've been fucked, so what?
x2
I'm a cartoon, you're a full moon, let's stay up
She went to see a Mystic who made medicine from rain
And gave up her existence to feel everything, dream others' dreams
x2
Bid farewell to her family with one ecstatic wave (Please take care I love you all)
x2
Out the window as the car rolled away
x2
She just vanished into a thick mist of change
So let us rejoice (Let's Rejoice!)
In all this Pink Noise (Out Pink Noise!)
An oscillation that we can pin point (We're right here!)
x5
End On: G
Make a Plan To Love Me
Chords
Always hit G4 quickly, it's not played as long as any of the other chords
Intro
I heard you're scheming new pyramids
Another big idea to get you rich
(Make a Plan to love me)
Make a plan to love me sometime soon
You said you had your foot in the door
You buy and then you sell, you buy some more
(Make a Plan to love me)
Make a plan to love me sometime soon
Life is too short
Death doesn't ask
It don't owe you that
Some things you lose
You don't get back
So just know what you have
And make a plan to love me sometime soon
First you want to ride off into the sun
Then you want to shoot straight to the moon
(Make a Plan to love me)
Make a plan to love me sometime soon
When you are young the world is a ferris wheel
I know we will grow old it is lovely, still
Make a plan to love me sometime soon
Life is too short
To be a fool
I don't owe you that
Do what you feel
Whatever is cool
But I just have to ask
Will you make a plan to love me?
Will you make a plan to love me?
Will you make a plan to love me sometime soon?
Soul Singer In The Session Band
See the soul singer in the session band
Shredded to ribbons beneath the microphone stand
Felt the quickness of pity like a flash in a pan
For the soul singer in the session band
(This chord progression is constant. So just keep playing it!)
Now a red carpet bagger makes a blackberry call
To the plastic pirhana in the city of salt
Wasted wheat paste campaign post no bills on the wall
You mean nothing to no one but that's nobody's fault
See the soul singer in the session band
Shredded to ribbons beneath the microphone stand
Felt the quickness of pity like a flash in a pan
For the soul singer in the session band
I had a lengthy discussion about the power of myth
With a postmodern author who didn't exist
In this fictitious world, our reality twists
I was a hopeless romantic, now I'm just turning tricks
Just like that soul singer in the session band
Shredded confetti beneath the microphone stand
Saw the conflicts of interest, slipping cash in the hand
Of the soul singer in the session band
Now his room is on fire since he painted it red
There's a stranger, silk sequins at the foot of the bed
He's been to weddings and funerals, but he still never wept
Now sorrow is pleasure when you want it instead
Just like our soul singer in the session band
Wailed like an infant atop a white baby grand
We'll need every sand bag and every man
To save the soul singer in the session band
Headlights or taillights, it's a flip of a coin
I've been coming and going since the day I was born
And I followed the bread crumbs but I never got home
I grew old in an instant, now I'm all on my own
Just like that soul singer in the session band
Shredded to nothing beneath the microphone stand
Saw the wave of the future through the crack of the dam
Drowned the soul singer in the session band
Bless the soul singer in the session band
classic Cars
Intro
x4
She was a real royal lady, true patron of the arts
Said the best country singers die in the back of classic cars
So if I ever got too hungry for a suitcase or guitar
To think of them all alone in the dark
So I laid some nights beside her in a bed made for a queen
She said I kissed her different, that all the men her age were mean
Gave me anything I wanted, Oh the generosity
I took all that I could, it was free
Now the sky is a torn up denim and the clouds just splattered paint
Its a room Im renovating; its a name I gotta change
If I get out of California Im going back to my home state
To tell them all that I made a mistake
And I keep looking for that blindfold faith
Lighting candles to a cynical saint
Who wants the last laugh at the fly trapped in the windowsill tape
You can go right out of your mind trying to escape
From the panicked paradox of day to day
If you cant understand something then its best to be afraid
The whole world it loves you if youre a chic chameleon
Intersecting circles she could hang with anyone
But when conducting business she would lie about where shes from
Saying, "Life is how it is not how it was"
I learned to listen felt like I was back at school
Shed talk forever about the phases of the moon
Saying, "Everything is a cycle, youve got to let it come to you
And when it does, you will know what to do"
Without even knowing I guess I took up her advice
Painted her front door it seemed a suitable goodbye
Its not that often but I think of her sometimes
Just something quaint, a couple ships in the night
And they keep moving at a glacial pace
Turning circles in a memory maze
I made a new cast of the death mask thats gonna cover my face
I had to change the combination to the safe
Hide it all behind a wall let people wait
And never trust a heart that is so bent it cant break
Middleman
Chords
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F#m2? x02200
Intro
I traveled though the atmosphere
as a wall of feedback climbed
The pegs were gold,
the band was old,
they played,
in half time
Now every dream gets whittled down
just like every fool gets wise
You will never reap
of any seed
deprived
of sunlight
So I have become the Middleman
The gray areas are mine
The in-between, the absentee
Is a beautiful disguise
etc.
Cleanse Song
Chords
Verse
Hear the chimes did you know that the wind when it blows
it is older than Rome, and all of this sorrow
See the new Pyramids down in old Manhattan from the roof of a friend
I watched an empire ending
Heard it loud and long the rivers song time marching on
to a mad mans drum
Filler:
Chorus
On a detox loft over glendale park over sidewalk chalk some rope red startle
So I'm up when I sleep on an Oxnard Beach with a fever of dreams that scare
me sober
Into saltless dinner
No One Would Riot For Less
Intro
The picking pattern is easy:
Death may come, invisible
Or in a holy wall of fire
In the breath between the markers
On some black I-80 mile
From the madness of the governments
To the vengeance of the sea
Everything is eclipsed
By the shape of destiny
So love me now
Hell is coming
Could you do it now?
Hell is here
Do you see the sterile soil
Poisoned sky
Yellow water
The final scraps of life
Bringing new tears
Instrumental
x2
Wake, baby, wake
Leave that blanket around you
There's no where we're safe
I'm leaving this place
But there's nothing
I'm planning to take
Just you
Just you
Just you
Then finish with F# Bm
Coat Check Dream Song???
I Must Belong Somewhere
Intro
Leave the bright blue door on the whitewashed wall
Leave the death ledger under city hall
Leave the joyful air in that rubber ball today
Leave the lilac print on the linen sheet
Leave the birds you killed at your father's feet
Let the sideways rain and the crooked street remain
Leave the whimpering dog in his cold kennel
Leave the dead starlet on her pedestal
Leave the acid kids in their green fishbowls today
Just leave the sad guitar in its hardshell case
Leave the worried look on your lover's face
Let the orange embers in the fireplace remain
Everything it must belong somewhere
A train off in the distance, bicycle chained to the stairs
Everything it must belong somewhere
I know that now, that is why I'm staying here
Leave the ocean's roar in the turquoise shell
Leave the widower in his private hell
Leave the liberty in that broken bell today
Leave the epic poem on its yellowed page
Leave the gray macaw in its covered cage
Let the traveling band on the interstate remain
Everything it must belong somewhere
Sound stage in California, televisions in Times Square
Everything it must belong somewhere
I know that now that is why I'm staying here
Yeah, I know that now, that is why I'm staying here
Leave the secret talks on the trundle bed
Leave the garden tools in that rusted shed
Leave those bad ideas in your troubled head today
Leave the restless ghost in his old hotel
Leave the homeless man in that cardboard cell
Let the painted horse on the carousel remain
Everything it must belong somewhere
Just like the gold around her finger or the silver in his hair
Everything it must belong somewhere
I know that now, that's why I'm staying here
I know that now, that's why I'm staying here
In truth the forest hears each sound
Each blade of grass as it lies down
The world requires no audience
No witnesses, no witnesses
Leave the old town drunk on his wooden stool
Leave the autumn leaves in their swimming pool
Leave the poor black child in his crumbling school today
Leave the novelist in his daydream tune
Leave the scientist in his Rubik's cube
Let the true genius in the padded room remain
Leave the horse's hair on the slanted bow
Leave the slot machines on the riverboat
Leave the cauliflower in the casserole today
Leave the hot bright trash in the shopping malls
Leave the hawks of war in their capitol
Let the organ's moan in the cathedral remain
Everything it must belong somewhere
They locked the Devil in the basement, threw God up into the air
Everything it must belong somewhere
And you know it's true, I wish you'd leave me here
You know it's true, why don't you leave me here?
Lime Tree
I keep floating down the river but the ocean never comes
Since the operation I heard you're breathing just for one
Now everything is imaginary, especially what you love
You left another message said it's done, It's done
When I hear beautiful music it's always from another time
Old friends I never visit, I remember what they're like
Standing on a doorstep full of nervous butterflies
Waiting to be asked to come inside Just come inside
But I keep go-o-o-o-oing out
I can't sleep next to a stranger when I'm coming down
It's 8 a.m. my heart is beating too loud, Too loud
Don't be-e-e-e so ama-a-a-azing or I'll miss you too much
I felt something that I had never touched
Everything gets smaller now the further that I go
Towards the mouth and the reunion of the Known and the Unknown
Consider yourself lucky if you think of it as home
You can move mountains with your misery if you don't, If you don't
It comes to me in fragments, even those still split in two
Under the leaves of that old Lime Tree I stood examining the fruit
Some were ripe and some were rotten, I felt nauseous with the truth
There will never be a time more opportune
So I just won't be late
The window closes, shock rolls over in a tidal wave
And all the color drains out of the frame
So pleased with a daydream that now living is no good
I took off my shoes and walked into the woods
I felt lost and found with every step I took