• Song:

    Genius Next Door

  • Artist:

    Regina Spektor

so this is a really simple version of this song the verse is Em,Am, D,G, Em,Am, D,G etc....
and the chours is Am,C, D,G etc apart from the last two chouri 
             G (320003@1)    Emwith (022000@1)  "you foolish child" where it changes just a bit
I think its nice with CAPPO ON 1st but its not really necessary!!



Em (022000@1)                              AmSome (x02210@1)said the local lake had been enchanted
D (xx0232@1)                                GOthers (320003@1)said it must have been the weather
Em (022000@1)                                AmThe (x02210@1)neighbors were trying to keep it quiet
D (xx0232@1)                                GBut (320003@1)I swear that I could hear the laughter
Em (022000@1)                              Am (x02210@1)    
So they jokingly nicknamed it the porridge
D (xx0232@1)                                              G'cause (320003@1)overnight that lake had turned to thick as butter
 Em (022000@1)                             Am (x02210@1)       AmBut (x02210@1)the local kids would still go swimming, drinking
D (xx0232@1)                           GSaying (320003@1)hat to them it doesn't matter

Am (x02210@1)         CIf (x32010@1)you just hold in your breath
        D (xx0232@1)            GTil (320003@1)you come back up in full
Am (x02210@1)         CHold (x32010@1)in your breath
         D (xx0232@1)                       G'til (320003@1)you thought it through, you, fool
 
The genius next door was busing table
Wiping clean the ketchup labels
Getting high and muttering German fables
Didn't care as long as he was able
To strip his clothes off by the dumpster
At night while everyone was sleeping
And wade midway into that porridge
Just him and his secret he was keeping

Am (x02210@1)          Cif (x32010@1)you just hold in your breath
        D (xx0232@1)             Gtil (320003@1)you come back up in full
Am (x02210@1)         Chold (x32010@1)in your breath
         D (xx0232@1)                      G (320003@1)      Em'til (022000@1)you thought it through, you, foollish child

In the morning the film crews start arriving
With donuts, coffee and reporters
The kids are waking up hung over
The neighbors were starting up their cars
The garbage men were emptying the dumpsters
Atheists were praying full of sarcasm
And the genius next door was sleeping
Dreaming that the antidote is orgasm

if you just hold in your breath
til you come back up in full
hold in your breath
'til you thought it through, you, foollish child
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