Song: Favourite Food (Acoustic Version)
Band: Tokyo Police Club
Album: Champ (2010)
Tabbed by: osentand (osentand@umich.edu)


Hey guys great song off of the new album by TPC, some of their most heartfelt songs on here I think. This is my favorite. The timing is a little bit tough at first but just listen to the song to get it.


F      Am    C       G       C
With a heart-attack on your plate
C   G     Am                  F
You were looking back on your days
F      Am    C       G        C
How you spent them all in a blur
C   G     Am                  F
When they asked if you were for sure

F        Am   C      G         C
Let the sugar melt down your throat
C  G      Am                   F
Cos you know it's sweet getting old
F       Am   C      G     C
With a lollipop and a rose
C    G        Am           F
Let the hospital be your home

F          G            Am              C          F
Cos your knees are scratched and your eyes are black
F        G       Am          C          F
Put a plaster there and I'll sign your cast

F       Am   C       G      C
In the liner notes at the end
C     G         Am           F
Some familiar names in tiny print
F   Am      C      G        C
On the cover page of the year
C       G         Am        F
Grainy photographs, greasy hair

F        Am      C          G        C
But it's noon o'clock and you're still asleep
C         G          Am                F
And your coffee's cold, your coffee's icy


F          G            Am              C          F
Cos your knees are scratched and your eyes are black
F        G       Am          C          F
Put a plaster there and I'll sign your cast

F      Am    C       G       C
Classic Hollywood as a kid
C     G         Am           F
With the volume up all the way
F      Am    C       G       C
Now you do the same and you're right
C     G         Am           F
Things are better in black and white

F      Am    C       G       C
But there's another girl in another day
C     G         Am           F
And your fate will feel and taste the same


F          G            Am              C          F
Cos your knees are scratched and your eyes are black
F        G       Am          C          F
Put a plaster there and I'll sign your cast


F          G            Am              C          F
We're the best and the brightest, turn the television on
F        G       Am          C          F
Have your seatbelts strapped and your helmets on