A Public Execution

Mouse

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Continua depois do anúncio
Tom:
Intro: Electric 12-string [repeated at end of each verse, transposed to Ab for verse 4]:
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C F G F Some words are best not spoken, some things are best not said
C F But since this is your public execution I think I'm gonna go right on G [w/12-string, as above] ahead Verse 1:
C F G F The mailman brought your letter, babe, where you told me how you feel
C F G F N about the things he said he told you, that is, I'm such a heel
C F G F But I could never be honest that t you I've always lied
C F G When he saw me take some other hide for a two-wheel pony ride Bridge 1:
F G You at least might have asked me
F G If the scene was really what it seemed
C F C But like a queen ruled by her jester
F G Your conclusions was esteemed [?] Verse 2: You said I disappointed you wherever all the things I've done N that you had convinced yourself I was the only one T really make you happy, satisfy your soul Now you say I've failed you since we've spent up all my gold Bridge 2: Have you ever seen the truth, therefore Have you ever made a try Such a thing for you's so impossible With them beans all in your eyes Verse 3: Whoa, I read where you said you want one good chance t really put me down N how you'd love t smear my name all over my home town Said some Mouse made a fool of you n said don't waste a dime Your phone is out of order now, babe, for me you've got no time Bridge 3: If this is really what you're thinkin' That it's really, really all my fault You better find yourself a welder, baby
(C) F G Ab 'Cause you got locked up in your vault [key change to Db] Verse 4:
Db Gb Ab Gb Yeah, you got your point put over now, it seems you found a match
Db Gb Ab Gb Burn the bridge behind you, babe, slam your door, throw the latch
Db Gb Ab Gb I know just how you're hurtin' from your feelings as they burn
Db Gb Ab I'd like t say I'm sorry, but it's no longer my concern Coda: [rant over Db-Gb-Ab-Gb to fade] So goodbye Go on n have a real good cry I've found me a brand new high She just loves a two-wheel pony ride You better get yourself a welder, babe Go on, get out of here...
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