20 Sep

[Verse]


G  D                        Bm   A

.....Revelations in a hotel bathroom,

G

Rebecca's dancing in the rain.

D

Chatter over leaky faucets.

Bm   A

One mirror, two bodies

G     D

Talk fast into the bottle.

Bm   A

Come in, and let your blonde hair down.

G    D                        Bm

Tell me about a lifeless body,

A

some promise in numbers


[Verse]


G           D

....Driving 80 through a country road mall.

G             D

....I wasn't smoking because you hate the smell of cigarettes.

Bm             A                G

Turned the drunk bus into new trust with me.

D                                       G

We were dancing in the basement of this bar.

D

We made our mark for freedom.

Bm               A

Then I taught you indie dance moves.


[Pre-Chorus]


G

Then we lost track of time counting stars in our eyes

G

and we both realized we were inspirational


[Chorus]


D                     A        G

We were walking down dead end streets

D                           A        G

like the salt on your teeth from that foreign sea.

D           A  G

Gorged with promise.

D            A    G    F#m  G

Smoke-filled champion


[Verse]


G            D

....It's Saturday shouldn't you be up at the bar,

G           D

cautiously dancing to your favorite David Bowie song.

Bm           A

The future, the loser, and me

G        D

If I had my way then we would climb up on my car,

G        D

pass you a note that says come with me to Brooklyn.

Bm          A

The future, the loser.


[Pre-Chorus]


G

Then we lost track of time counting stars in our eyes

G

and we both realized we were inspirational


[Chorus]


D                     A        G

We were walking down dead end streets

D                           A        G

like the salt on your teeth from that foreign sea.

D           A  G

Gorged with promise.

D            A    G

Smoke-filled champion

F#m          G

Gorged with promise.

F#m          G

Smoke-filled champion


[Spoken word]


D                                     A

Considering that I cannot think of a word

G           D

that intertwines gold and democracy

A                G

I will end my weeks on notes of good exposure

D                 A              G

Maybe I’ll sink, maybe I’ll swim.

D                                         A   G

I’ll bet I spend the majority of them floating.


[Bridge]


G  D

.....Will you feel the same

Bm A

.....when my hair gets longer?

G  D

.....And will you feel the same

Bm A

.....when your eyes see sober?

G  D

.....Will you feel the same

Bm A

.....when my hair gets longer?

G  D

.....And will you feel the same

Bm A

.....when your eyes see sober?


[Pre-Chorus]


G

Then we lost track of time counting stars in our eyes

G

and we both realized we were inspirational


[Chorus]


D                     A        G

We were walking down dead end streets

D                           A        G

like the salt on your teeth from that foreign sea.

D           A  G

Gorged with promise.

D            A    G

Smoke-filled champion

D           A  G

Gorged with promise.

D            A    G

Smoke-filled champion

D           A  G

Gorged with promise.

D            A    G

Smoke-filled champion

Video https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pYXJy5O9j2I

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