Arctic Monkeys - The Jewellers Hands - Humbug (20009)

This is a really nice song to strum along to on the acoustic guitar so here are the chords:


Cm (x3101x@1)                  FmFiendish (133111@1)wonder in a carnivals wake,
Cm (x3101x@1)                FmDull (133111@1)caresses once again irritate
Cm (x3101x@1)                           
Tread softly stranger,
     Fm (133111@1)                            Cm (x3101x@1)     FmMove (133111@1)over toward the danger that you seek

You think excitement has receded,
Then the mirror distracts
The logic of the trance quickly reaches and grasps
Handsome and faceless
And weightless your imagination runs

             G# (xx1114@1)                 CmAnd (x3101x@1)now it's no one's fault but yours
       G (320003@1)                    CmAt (x3101x@1)the foot of the house of cards,
                  G# (xx1114@1)         CmYou (x3101x@1)thought you'd never get obsessed
                G (320003@1)                CmYou (x3101x@1)thought the wolves would be impressed,
             G# (xx1114@1)     CmAnd (x3101x@1)you're a sinking stone
             G (320003@1)                                  CmCos (x3101x@1)you know what it's like to hold the jeweller's hands,
         G# (xx1114@1)          G (320003@1)        CmThat (x3101x@1)procession of pioneers, all drowned

In the moonlight they're more thrilling,
Those things that he knows
As he leads you through the grinning, buddled, blowers in the snow,
Watching his exit is like falling off the ferry in the night
Inevitable's gather to push you around,
Any old voice makes such a punishing sound
He became laughter's assassin,
Shortly after he showed you what it was

And now it's no one's fault but yours
At the foot of the house of cards,
You thought you'd never get obsessed
You thought the wolves would be impressed,
And you're a sinking stone
Cos you know what it's like to hold the jeweller's hands,
That procession of pioneers, all drowned

Cm (x3101x@1)                   G#If (xx1114@1)you've a lesson to teach me,
Fm (133111@1)                      CmI'm (x3101x@1)listening, ready to learn
Cm (x3101x@1)                     G#There's (xx1114@1)no one here to police me,
Fm (133111@1)                      CmI'm (x3101x@1)sinking in, until you return
If you've a lesson to teach me,
Don't deviate, don't be afraid
Without the last corner piece I can't calibrate,
Let's get it ingrained

Tabbed By Tom Sims: sims_tom@hotmail.com