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Ferramentas
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Bm A G Em
I think i'll go home and mull this over
D A G
Before i cram it down my throat
Bm A G Em
At long last it's crashed, it's colossal mass
D A G
Has broken up into bits in my moat.
Em D Em D
Lift the mattress off the floor
Em D
Walk the cramps off
A G
Go meander in the cold
Em D
Hail to your dark skin
Em D
Hiding the fact you're dead again
Em D A G
Undeneath the power lines seeking shade
G
Far above our heads are the icy heights that contain all reason
Bm A G Em
It's a luscious mix of words and tricks
D A G
That let us bet when you know we should fold
Bm A G Em
On rocks i dreamt of where we'd stepped
D A G
And the whole mess of roads we're now on.
Em D Em D
Hold your glass up, hold it in
Em D A G
Never betray the way you've always known it is.
Em D
One day i'll be wondering how
Em D
I got so old just wondering how
Em D A G
I never got cold wearing nothing in the snow.
G
This is way beyond my remote concern Of being condescending
Bm A G Em Bm A G
All these squawking birds won't quit.
Bm A G Em Bm Em G D
Building nothing, laying bricks.
(Solo)
"Hold your glass up..."
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