TV on the radio
Song: Blues from down here

        A      G C      G   
From the depths I called you, ma
        A       G            C                G
for your breath and breast so warm and fabled
    A     G          C    G
Your hands reached inside
          A      G          C        G
grabbed my heart, enlarged, disabled

E       G      A
 Hailed for your mercy
E   G     A       C
 An ear that cares

C       D            E        A
 How the blues sound from up there?
           G     C          G                     A
With my wet hair, I wipe the blood off of your feet
G                     C              G
Carry me through these shark infested waters
        A      G         C               G
Well you spared me from slaughter for sure,
             A    G              C         G
but these sharks are equally in need of a martyr

E    G       A
 Oh kindness shared
E            G     A                   C
 Undeserved purest gift, this life you spared

C       D            E        A
 How the blues sound from up there?

Teeth gnashing, masticating this dumb tongue
Quiet now, quiet now, hear that supplication
echo into the void
been recieved by no one

E    G       A
 Oh my sweet dear
E           G          A
 Cold alone poisoning ourselves 
               C
engulfed in our own tears

C       D       E        A
 Signed, blues from down here.

G  C          G              A
     Signed, blues from down here
G  C          G              A
     Signed, blues from down here
G  C                           G
     Pull the pin, drop it in, let it wash away your sin*
E                         G                         
 Pull the pin, drop it in, let it wash away your sin*
A
 Pull the pin, drop it in, let it wash away your sin*
E                         G                         
 Pull the pin, drop it in, let it wash away your sin*
A                                           C   D   C
 Pull the pin, drop it in, let it wash away your sin*

C  D  E A B C > This is the instrumental part based on the bass


C
Time for your favorite story
of how to achieve golden glory
Wash yourself all squeaky clean
all in white all Hallow's Eve

Lessen your desire
hold your breath so patiently
never inquire how to be free
A             G     A
 Just stay on your knees
          G        C  G
You might doubt it
A                        G
 think there's nothing left for me 
   C               G
to do but stomp my feet
             A
and shout about it
G           C         G        A
 From the depths I called you.
G        C               G              A
 Now I'm waiting for an answer patiently
G                 C              G     A
Stuck here at the bottom of this well
              G          C   G         A  G  C  G  A  B
 It's not the last you've heard from me

Ending -> B

*Not sure about the lyrics   http://www.songmeanings.net/lyric.php?lid=3530822107858614378