Band: Bright Eyes
Song: At The Bottom Of Everything
Album: Im Wide Awake, Its Morning (probably the best albume ever)
Tabbed By: Luke Burba


So there was this women and she was on an airplane and 
she's flying to meet her fiancé sailing high above the largest ocean 
on planet earth and she was seated next to this man who you know 
she had tried to start a conversation but really the only thing 
she heard him say was to order his bloody mary
and she's sitting there and she's reading 
this really arduous magazine article about this 
third world country that she couldn't even pronounce the name of and 
she's feeling very bored and very despondent
and then uh suddenly there's this huge mechanical failure and one of the engines gave out 
and they started just falling thirty thousand feet and the pilots on the microphone and he's saying, 
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Oh My God, I'm Sorry" and apologizing and she looks at the man and she says, 
"where are we going" and he looks at her and he says, "We're going to a party, it's a birthday party. 
It's your birthday party, happy birthday darling. 
We love you very, very, very, very, very, very, very much." 
and then he starts humming this little tune and it kind of goes like this: 
One, Two, One, Two, Three, Four 


Intro: C  F C  F C  F C (listen for the rythem)


Verse:
        C                            F             C
We must talk in every telephone, get eaten off the web 
        C                                  F             G
We must rip out all the epilogues from the books we have read 
        C                                  F
And to the face of every criminal strapped firmly in a chair 
        C              G              C
We must stare, we must stare, we must stare 

        C                             F                C
We must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell 
      C                         F            G
Set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell 
          C                           F    
And in the ear of every anarchist who sleeps but doesn't dream 
         C             G            C
We must sing, we must sing, we must sing "And it'll go like this" 


Chorus:
 F               G       
While my mother waters plants 
   C                F
my father loads his gun.
          F                  G 
He says, "Death will give us back to god, 
     Ami              F
just like the setting sun 
 G
is returned to the lonesome ocean." 


(Intro is played again here)

(Then during the solo, the same chord progression as the verses is played) 


Verse:
        C                             F               C
We must blend into the choir, sing a static with the whole
        C                         F              G 
We must memorize nine numbers and deny we have a soul
            C                             F 
And to this endless race for property and privilege to be won
        C            G            C
We must run, we must run, we must run 

        C                               F                 C
We must hang up in the belfry where the bats in moonlight laugh
        C                             F            G 
We must stare into a crystal ball and only see the past
           C                            F 
And in the caverns of tomorrow with our flashlights and our love
        C               G               C 
We must plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge 

C 
And then we'll get down there, way down to the very bottom of everything 
C
and then we'll see it, we'll see it, we'll see it 


Chorus:
 F              G           
Oh my morning's coming back 
    C                   F
The whole worlds waking up
       F           G 
Oh the city bus is swimming past
    Ami        F 
I'm happy just because 
  G
I found out I am really no one


End: C  F C  F C  F C  G C (again, listen for rythem)