Talk Shows On Mute (versão 2) (Cifras)

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VERSOS                                                                   
   C                                    Am                                
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D|----------5--2p0------------5--2p0- D|----------5--2p0------------5--2p0-
A|-3-3-0-3------------3-3-0-3-------- A|-----------------------------------
E|----------------------------------- E|-5-5-3-5------------5-5-3-5--------

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   F   G
E|-1---3-
B|-1---3-
G|-2---4-
D|-3---5-
A|-3---5-
E|-x---x-


SOLO

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D|---------------------5--7-7-7-5----5-7-5----7-5-7-----------------5--7----
A|----5---7-----5---7--------------7----------------------------------------
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E|------------------5----5-----------------------------------------------------------
B|------------------------------------------------5-5----------------5---5---5-------
G|-----5---------5----5-----5-----5-5-5-5-------------7-----------7----7---7-----7-7-
D|-------7----7----------------7----------7-7----------------(5)---------------7-----
A|---------7----------------------------------7-7------------------------------------
E|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------


C                          Am
 Take a bow, pack on powder, wash 'em out with buzzing lights
C                       Am
 Pay an audience to care, "impress me" personality

C                          Am
 Still and transfixed, the electric sheep are dreaming of your face
C                          Am
 Enjoy you from the chemical, comfort all America


F                  G
 Come one, come all into nineteen-eightyfour
F                  G
 Yeah, three, two, one: lights, camera, transaction


C                             Am
 Quick, your time is almost up, make 'em forget that they're the moth
C                           Am
 Edging in towards the flame, burn into obscurity

C                           Am
 Still and transfixed, the electric sheep but dreaming up your fate
C                                Am
 We judge you from the card castle, comfort all America


F                  G
 Come one, come all into nineteen-eightyfour
F                  G
 Yeah, three, two, one: lights, camera, yeh

F                  G
 Come one, come all into nineteen-eightyfour
F                  G
 Yeah, three, two, one: lights, camera, transaction


F                  G
Come one... come all into nineteen-eightyfour
F                  G
 Yeah, three, two, one: lights, camera, transaction


C                            Am
Your foundation is canyoning, fault lines should be worn with pride
C                                    Am
I hate to say it, but you're so much more
                       C
You're so much more endearing with the sound turned off