Standard guitar tuning:EADGBECapo on 1 fret
G G Cadd9 Dsus4G Well I woke up in mid-afternoon cause that's when it Cadd9 all hurts the Dsus4 most G I dream I never know anyone at the party Cadd9 and I'm always the Dsus4 host Em7 If dreams are like movies, then Cadd9 memories are films about ghosts G You can Dsus4 never escape, you can Cadd9 only move south down the coast
GGHey, Dsus4Mrs Cadd9 Potter, don't Dsus4 cry Hey, Mrs Potter I don't know why but Hey, Mrs Potter won't you talk to me<----------2nd translation2. Mrs. Potter's Lullaby
A Asus4 Asus4 A Asus2 Asus2like this: e-----------------------| b---2---3-3----2---0-0--| g---2---2-2----2---2-2--| D---2---2-2----2---2-2--| A-0---0------0---0------| E-----------------------|this is Riff A. It's played pretty much every other measure in all the verses. The A's in the verses are usually the riff above, in fact, but a simple A chord will do the job.
VerseAWell I woke up in mid-afternoDon cause that's when it Eall hurts the most then Riff A twice AI dream I never know anyone at the pDarty and I'm aElways the host then Riff A twice C♯mIf dreams are like movies, then meDmories are films about ghosts then Riff A twice AYou can never escape, you can Donly move south down the coast then Riff A twice all the rest of the verses follow that same pattern. Well, I am an idiot walking a tightrope of fortune and fame I am an acrobat swinging trapezes through circles of flame If you've never stared off in the distance, then your life is a shame And though I'll never forget your face, sometimes I can't remember my name
ChorusC♯mHey DMrs. APotter doEn't cry C♯mHey DMrs. APotter I knEow why but C♯mHey DMrs. APotter won't you talk to me
AWell, there's a piece of Maria in every song that I sing And the price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it brings And there is always one last light to turn out and one last bell to ring And the last one out of the circus has to lock up everything Or the elephants will get out and forget to remember what you said And the ghosts of the tilt-a-whirl will linger inside of your head And the ferris wheel junkies will spin them forever instead When I see you a blanket of stars covers me in bed Hey Mrs. Potter don't go Hey Mrs. Potter I don't know but Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me All the blue light reflections that color my mind when I sleep And the lovesick rejections that accompany the company I keep All the razor perceptions that cut just a little too deep Hey I can bleed as well as anyone, but I need someone to help me sleep So I throw my hand into the air and it swims in the beams It's just a brief interruption of the swirling dust sparkle jet stream Well, I know I don't know you and you're probably not what you seem But I'd sure like to find out So why don't you climb down off that movie screen Hey Mrs. Potter don't turn Hey Mrs. Potter I burn for you Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me When the last king of Hollywood shatters his glass on the floor and orders another Well, I wonder what he did that for That's when I know that I have to get out cause I have been there before So I gave up my seat at the bar and I head for the door We drove out to the desert just to lie down beneath this bowl of stars We stand up at the Palace like it's the last of the great Pioneertown bars We shout out these songs against the clang of electric guitars You can see a million miles tonight But you can't get very far Hey Mrs. Potter I won't touch and Hey Mrs. Potter it's not much but Hey Mrs. Potter won't you talk to me