The Strums: by the Dodos


Intro:(C, F, Am, Dm)x2

C                F
The image on the board
        Am               Dm
Selling things we can't afford
          C                    F
But we're still buying up in a frenzy
          Am                    Dm
Cause our hearts just yearn for more
        G
Is this sin, all he want?
   C            Am
Is offerings we got?
    G              C          Dm
But soon you'll be overrating eyes
   G             
Oh people they can't be good
                C                  Am
When what comes next on the market should
          Bb                             C
But we go on because its understood
                 Dm                            Am
But you can only hope, when they say that they want you
Dm                          Am                  G
Yeah, they'll say that they want you, when they don't

            C              F
It's like a chandelier
            Am             Dm
It's like a fountain head
                    C               F
The strings are all there
             Am                   Dm
A chain link fence to convince you
                  C                F
That you're never aware
                          Am                Dm
For things that which you spare
             C          F            Am            Dm
Are at cause they don't care about you

     G                        
Don't care of what you've done
       C              Am
You're fooled by everyone
    G              C                Dm
But soon you'll go get your daddy's gun
    G
And go out to recollect
             C                      Am 
From all the guards that you put in debt
             Bb                       
It's time you learn that you cannot change (can't hide shame/change)
           C
But you forget

                    Dm                            Am
But you will always think when they say that they want you, 
Dm                      Am                    G
When they say that they want you, that they don't

(C, F, Am, Dm)x2 (G, C, Am)x3 (Bb, C)

F                           Bb
You wait but somedays never come
                         Gm
Your prophesying here is done
                               C
You're only left with what you beg

F                              Bb
In toward you can, begone your way
                             Gm
The others wait till they're okay
                                 C    F    Am   Dm
They're only left with what they beg, beg, beg

   C                  F
So children kill your teachers
          Am                      Dm
Kill your parents, then kill your preachers
            C                            F
Because you know, that they'll only will doubt you
          Am                  Dm
When they start to lose their features
    G                  
Its okay that there gone
          C               Am
Torturing you is all they want
           Bb
And lesson learned, now lesson taught
         Bb
You just know what they forgot
           Bb                              C
Cause they didn't get to find out what you sought