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Womp The Swomp

LYRICS:

INTRO

THIS IS A PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT
Love is now unlawful, love is now illegal, love is now outlawed
Love was awful, it was mediaeval, it was flawed

Dm       Gm       Bb      A

VERSE 1

Dm
You can’t get hurt if you don’t do the work 
Gm
You won’t crash and burn if your pedal stays put 
Bb
You’ll never be heard if you don’t say a word
A
But a world with no love’s still a world, just not much

Dm
Did you ever let yourself fall so hard that you crashed
Gm
To the ground quicker than a band who clashed?
Bb
But this ain’t London Callin’ it’s a regional mash-
A
Up from a man whose accent is a hash

Dm
I grew up in Wolves but I’m no yam yam
Gm
I’m Black Country bruised “just a loser yow am yow am”
Bb
My feels are my shield and I’ll put up a fight
A
Out of darkness comes more darkness, bring me some light

CHORUS:
Dm
No more love cuz it’s too painful
Gm
That’s why we are through
Bb
Romance is now off the table
A
You ain’t me and I ain’t you

Dm
Last time I loved I felt the searing pain
Gm
Of a white hot pan taking off what remained
Bb
Of my skin, my coat of armour dented and chinked
A
My face so tender I could hardly blink

Dm
Nothing left inside but a shrivelled husk
Gm
Grotesque tequila worm heavy with musk
Bb
Nowhere left to go but the place I won’t go
A
If I don’t know me then how can you know?

CHORUS:
Dm
No more love cuz it’s too painful
Gm
That’s why we are through
Bb
Romance is now off the table
A
You ain’t me and I ain’t you

BRIDGE
G
Love was only…
G7
Love was mostly…
F
Love was rarely…
C
Love is just…

Dm
Just when I’m convinced that you are long gone
Gm
Forever I’m astray, condemned to be alone
Bb
I step out of my pod, I turn and you’re there
A
With your shiny coat and your silver-green hair

Dm
My gut flips a nut, the rut is gone
Gm
Tequila worm turns and it faces the sun
Bb
Metamorphosizes into a chrysalis bun
A
A butterfly erupts, flutters by, we’re back on

FINAL CHORUS (VARIANT):
Dm
We’ve found love although it’s painful
Gm
We can make it through
Bb
Romance is back on the table
A
You’ve got me and I’ve got you

FINAL VERSE:
Dm
You can’t get hurt if you don’t do the work 
Gm
You won’t crash and burn if your pedal stays put 
Bb
You’ll never be heard if you don’t say a word
A
But a world with no love’s still a world, just not much

Love Is

LYRICS:

Dm   A   Dm   A

Dm                                                  A
Searing acid, righteous wrong, skyscraper greys
Dm                                                              A
Indignant knowledge, twisted truth.  On. Knee. Prays
F                                                                     Bb
Misunderstood maestro, broken shards, endless blame
F                                                     Bb
Battery tang, deathly shudder, centuries of shame

Dm                                             A
Tunnel vision, back to black, tumultuous night
Dm                                               A
Lemon drop, hope wrung out, last of dying light
F                                                      Bb
Base betrayed, wait delayed, dollar store return
F                                                          Bb
One good turn deserves curdled cream, putrid burn

Full Bar Fret 1
Years of talk but it don’t come
Full Bar Fret 2
Wishbone fragments stuck in throat
Full Bar Fret 3
Hairball choke, the truth just rots
FBF2              FBF1         FBF0
And festers, blisters, cuts

 
Dm                                                     A
Raging who’s, why’s, and how’s, ‘serious talks’ then blazing rows
Dm                                                          A
Impenetrable emotional walls then locked out of my own house?

F                                                             Bb
Pick up brick, smash through glass, up stairs, mad dash on
F                                                            Bb*
Into the bedroom, hit the wall and stop – fuck – your clothes are gone

Dm                                                        A
Trust is none: if it was never there then it’s never missed
Dm                                                     A
Rotten abacus, repayment terms cripple and twist
F                                             Bb
Debilitating, excruciating, love low, interest high
F                                                      Bb
You’re my kinda girl, how can I not be your kind of guy?
Dm                                                  A
Searing acid, righteous wrong, skyscraper greys
Dm                                                              A
Indignant knowledge, twisted truth.  On. Knee. Prays
F                                                                     Bb
Misunderstood maestro, broken shards, endless blame
F                                                     Bb
Battery tang, deathly shudder, centuries of shame

Dm                                             A
Tunnel vision, back to black, tumultuous night
Dm                                               A
Lemon drop, hope wrung out, last of dying light

F                                                      Bb
Base betrayed, wait delayed, dollar store return
F                                                          Bb
One good turn deserves nothing, curdled cream, putrid burn

Full Bar Fret 1
Years of talk but it don’t come
Full Bar Fret 2
Wishbone fragments stuck in throat
Full Bar Fret 3
Hairball choke, the truth just rots
FBF2              FBF1         FBF0
And festers, blisters, cuts

A                                    Bb              A                                  Dm         [single strums]
You’re my kinda girl, apparently I’m not your kind of guy. 

 Goodbye.

Wishbone

LYRICS:

Em  B7  Em  B7
Em
When their words smash right through your heart
B7                                               
Betrayal rips your dreams apart
Dm
Your eyes sting with salt and with smoke
Am                                  C7
Take a breath, there’s always hope

Em
When your house of aces tumbles down
B7                                               
The water rises, trying not to drown
Dm
No idea how you will ever cope
Am                                  C7
Take a breath, there’s always hope

CHORUS:
G                          Em7
Free will is just a lie
C7                                Am           G
Save your tears for when they all die
G                                Em7
It takes strength to edify
C7                           [one up]        G
But don’t give up, diversify

Em
When the black hole sky rains with pain
B7                                               
Nothing left to win or to gain
Dm
When all you want to do is sit and mope
Am                                  C7
Take a breath, there’s always hope

Em
When family flee, no-one is here
B7                                               
You’re lonely and you’re filled up with fear
Dm
You’re perched atop a slippery slope
Am                                  C7
Take a breath, there’s always hope

CHORUS:
G                          Em7
Free will is just a lie
C7                                Am           G
Save your tears for when they all die
G                                Em7
It takes strength to edify
C7                           [one up]        G
But don’t give up, diversify
C7                                   F        G
Don’t give up, diversify

Hope etc.

LYRICS:

D                                Asus4
I'm floating between 
D                               Asus4
Hollowed out green 
        F*               G*         F*
And madness tinged maroon
D                               Asus4
Nothing between
D                               Asus4
This pretty scene
        F*               G*         F*
And the surface of the moon

F
Too bad that I just can't feel sad
F
It's mad that I can't feel 
F*               G*         F*
Anything at all

D                                Asus4
None of your gold
D                                Asus4
Will keep out the cold
        F*               G*         F*
When the reaper comes for you

D                               Asus4
No money goals
D                               Asus4
He deals in souls
        F*               G*         F*
And yours is overdue

F
Too bad that I just can't feel sad
F
It's mad that I can't feel 
F*               G*         F*
Anything at all

BRIDGE
F                                          A
You burnt my compass, smashed my map
A                                         F
My heart feels fkn dumb
F                                               A
You chewed my thoughts and spat ‘em back
A                                 F
My head is just skullnumb
D                               Asus4
No point going far
D                               Asus4
But stopping is hard
        F*               G*         F*
The traffic light is blue

D                               Asus4
Your mates won't quit
D                               Asus4
They don't give a sh1t
        F*               G*         F*
About themselves or you
F
Too bad that I just can't feel sad
F
It's mad that I can't feel 
F*               G*         F*
Anything at all

D                               Asus4
Malingering mind 
D                               Asus4
Escapes the divine 
        F*               G*         F*
By following the cork
D                               Asus4
On the lake of his frown
D                               Asus4
It bobs up and down 
        F*               G*         F*
A bottled up thought
F
Too bad that I just can't feel sad
F
It's mad that I can't feel 
F*               G*         F*
Anything at all

BRIDGE:
F                                          A
You burnt my compass, smashed my map
A                                         F
My heart feels fkn dumb
F                                               A
You chewed my thoughts and spat ‘em back
A                                 F
My head is just skullnumb
D                               Asus4
Raspberry blue rain
D                               Asus4
Falls up in vain
        F*               G*         F*
And cooks you to the bone

D                               Asus4
Breakup pain
D                               Asus4
Soothes my veins
        F*               G*         F*
I'm better off alone
F
Too bad that i just can't feel sad
F
It's mad that i can't feel 
F*               G*         F*
Anything at all
F*               G*         F*
Anything at all

Skullnumb

LYRICS:

INTRO 
Dm Am Dm Am
Dm Dm E7 E7

VERSE 1
Dm
If you just can’t do it 
Am
Cuz you don’t know how 
Dm
And you don’t know why
Am
But yet somehow

Dm
You’re not the right guy
Am
Or girl for the job
Dm
If you took it you’d mug
Am
The right one off
Dm
And that would be wrong
G                          E7
Then listen to this song

BRIDGE
B7
Like a brother
Em
Like a sister
B7
You’re my lover
Em
You’re my mister
B7
You’re my mistress
Em
You’re my poet
B7
You’re my actress
Em
You’re my muse
Dm
But best of all
Am
Can’t you see
Dm
You are you
G
And I am 
E7
Me

CHORUS
C
You’re no imposter
G
You ain’t no fraud
Am
You’re not just bluffing
G
You’re not your flaws
C
You do have skills
G
You do know stuff
Am
You can do things
G
You are enough


VERSE 3
Dm
And no-one 
Am
Can remove that
Dm
Or refuse that

Am
Or undo that
Dm
Or untrue that
Am
Or unlike it
Dm
Or unshare it

Am
Or impair it
Dm
Or unfollow
Am
Or un-swallow
Dm
The truth of you

Am
Is borrowed 
Dm
Wholesale 
Am
From nowhere
Dm
Sold out 
Am
To no-one

BRIDGE
B7
Like a brother
Em
Like a sister
B7
You’re my lover
Em
You’re my mister
B7
You’re my mistress
Em
You’re my poet
B7
You’re my actress
Em
You’re my muse
Dm
But best of all
Am
Can’t you see
Dm
You are you
G
And I am 
E7
Me

CHORUS
C
You’re no imposter
G
You ain’t no fraud
Am
You’re not just bluffing
G
You’re not your flaws
C
You do have skills
G
You do know stuff
Am
You can do things
G
You are enough

VERSE 4
Dm
Like a diamond 
Am
In a field
Dm
You are shining
Am
And I see you

Dm
Like a daughter
Am
Like a son
Dm
Made of 
Am
The same stuff
Dm
We’re united
Am
We are one

VERSE 5
Dm
In your silence 
Am
I can hear you
Dm
And I hope that 
Am
You will see
Dm
You’ll do you 
Am
and I’ll do me

Dm
Humans are 
Am
Dysfunctional
Dm
One big
 Am
Family

Dm
And we’ll argue
Am
And we’ll fight
Dm
But I’ll defend 
Am
our right
G
To be us 
G                 E7
with all my might

VERSE 1 (REPRISE)
Dm
If you just can’t do it 
Am
Cuz you don’t know how 
Dm
And you don’t know why
Am
But yet somehow

Dm
You’re not the right guy
Am
Or girl for the job
Dm
If you took it you’d mug
Am
The right one off
Dm
And that would be wrong
G                          E7
Then listen to this song

BRIDGE
B7
Like a brother
Em
Like a sister
B7
You’re my lover
Em
You’re my mister
B7
You’re my mistress
Em
You’re my poet
B7
You’re my actress
Em
You’re my muse
Dm
But best of all
Am
Can’t you see
Dm
You are you
G
And I am 
E7
Me

CHORUS
C
You’re no imposter
G
You ain’t no fraud
Am
You’re not just bluffing
G
You’re not your flaws
C
You do have skills
G
You do know stuff
Am
You can do things
G
You are enough
                 Dm  C
You’re my lover
               Dm C
You’re my lover

Enough

The Girl Who Told The World

LYRICS:

A GIRL CALLED CLOVER

Intro
D     G
F     A

            D                                     G
Cross-legged on the ground, covered in mud
            F                                      A
Home movies repeat in your head
          D                                                  G
Your baggy jeans ripped and your pink checked shirt
            F                                    A
You'd rather be scared than dead

        D                                      G
You live in the past so you don't face the now
                 F                                      A
You'd go back to the future if it didn't look worse
        D                                    G
You light up a tab and you fill your lungs
       F                                        A
His blessings become your curse

CHORUS
D                     G
Cigarette tip whiter than Dover (Dover, oh Dover)
F                                         A
Smoke curls green like sin
D                                                       G
The luck that he brings has less leaves than clover (clover, oh clover)
        F                                                             A
The dose makes the poison; you’ve had too much of him

       D                                          G
You twist your bracelet till it stings
F                               A
Blood appears like ink
          D                                     G
Your heart crushed up like shattered glass
        F                                     A
You try not to think of the drink

       D                                             G
You imagine him now with his silly new friends
                F                                       A
And the stupid new quiff on his head
D                                  G
Trying on girls like a fresh outfit
         F                                         A
Then taking them to your old bed

CHORUS
D                     G
Cigarette tip whiter than Dover (Dover, oh Dover)
F                                         A
Smoke curls green like sin
D                                                       G
The luck that he brings has less leaves than clover (clover, oh clover)
        F                                                             A
The dose makes the poison; you’ve had too much of him

              D                                        G
He was rough and cruel, he left marks on your soul

F                                     A
Death by a thousand cuts
        D                                 G
You lost your friends because of his lies
          F                           A
Your parents hate his guts

            D                                             G
When all’s said and done you’re glad that he’s gone
              F                                  A
He was sad, and bad in the sack
      D                                   G
His jokes were crap, his style was none
          F                                               A
But a part of you still wants him back
    F                                             A
A part of you still wants him back

CHORUS
D                     G
Cigarette tip whiter than Dover (Dover, oh Dover)
F                                         A
Smoke curls green like sin
D                                                       G
The luck that he brings has less leaves than clover (clover, oh clover)
        F                                                             A
The dose makes the poison; you’ve had too much of him
        F                                                             A
The dose makes the poison; you’ve had too much of him

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