My favourite song by my favourite band - I *think* this is almost correct.
Standard tuning, no capo. Please forgive any lyrical errors!
All chords should really be played as barre chords, but let's face it, those are
uncomfortable and are really only necessary when a Cm or Gsus4 chord is coming up.
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G - 320033/355433
Bm - x24432
C - x32010/x35553
Em - 022000
Cm - x35543
Gsus4 - 355533
G Bm
There's a dead man hanging,
C
slumped over the steering wheel
G Bm C
of an interstate runaway bursting into flames.
G Bm
And the devil was gently breathing,
C
sleeping face-down in my apartment,
G Bm C
and like all his friends I'm growing tired of his games.
G Bm
And there's a homeless man arranging his hands,
Em C
grooving to the beat radiating from a police scanner.
G Bm
He said "The air was feeling good to me,
Em C
as cool and ripe as air can be."
G Bm
And a woman who sincerely believes
Em C
in UFOs (UFOs) - you can blame her when the stars are hanging
G Bm
overhead, dangling by a thread,
Em Cm
floating ten thousand feet off the ground.
G Bm
This was the story told to me
Em C
when I was just the age of seventeen;
G Bm
one which God himself dictated to me,
C (staccato)
He said, "This is how all this shit's gonna be,
G Bm Em C
when I blow your little planet into smithereens (smithereens)
G Bm Em C
Blow your little planet into smithereens"
G Bm
It haunted my dreams
Em C
like an accident on replay
G Bm Em C
on a TV screen.
Cm G
She sees faces in her dreams;
Em
strange machines she'd never seen.
G
Blueprints of submarines
Em
to reassemble in a time of dire need (dire need).
G
And there were preachers in the desert,
Em
waving to the crowd,
G
dictating seven angry letters
Em
from a man up in the clouds
G
And there were twenty-seven soldiers
Bm
telling twenty-seven lies,
Em
and a hole inside a hurricane
Cm
with a pair of beady eyes.
G Gsus4
A pair of beady eyes looking down
Em Cm
onto the pavement while the stars are gathered 'round.
G Gsus4
Because they all want a front seat when shit starts going down,
Em C (staccato) Cm-Cm
because the Sun is just a supernova turned the other way around!
G Bm C
G Bm C
G Bm
There were strangers in the subway and men in limousines
C
making deals and swapping photographs of cans of gasoline.
G Bm
There are no angels in the woodwork or devils on the ground;
C
They're looking through a hurricane's tectonic wall of sound.
G Bm
And the man who smokes his cigarettes the other way around
C
she's looking in behind him from inside a wall of sound
G Bm
and she is dancing with the neon 'cause the air is feeling good
C Cm
against her arms and legs and fingertips are measuring the distance
G Bm
in the spaces in between me and you and all your friends;
C Cm
and there's no time to load a weapon; no time to make amends.
G Bm
And people frozen in their tracks stand staring at the sky,
C Cm
at a hole inside a hurricane revealing...
Cm
A pair of beady eyes!
G Gsus4
A pair of beady eyes looking down
Em C
onto the pavement while the stars are gathered 'round.
G Bm
Because they all want a front seat when shit starts going down,
Em Cm
because the sun is just a supernova turned the other way around!
G (crazy piano solo)
G Cm-Cm
This is not a test, this is the real thing...
G Cm
This is not a test, this is the real thing.
