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Arctic Monkeys - Crying Lightning Acoustic chords
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Crying Lightning - Arctic Monkeys (acoustic version) Tuning standard EADGBe *Note: When you play the F chord in the second and third chorus let the high E string open F or F 0 0 1 1 2 2 3 3 3 x x x Intro: Am F Am E Am G C E Am F Am E Outside the cafe by the cracker factory Am G C E You were practicing a magic trick Am F Am E And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed Am G C E On the last of your pick and mix Am F Am E Said your mistaken if your thinking that I haven't been caught cold before Am G C E As you bit into your strawberry lace Am F Am E And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper Am G C E Is all you have left and it was going to waste Am Your past-times, consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I love that little game you had called Crying lightning And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/a/arctic-monkeys/309479.html ] Am F The next time that I caught my own reflection Am E It was on it's way to meet you Am G C E Thinking of excuses to postpone Am F You never look like yourself from the side Am E But your profile did not hide Am G C E The fact you knew I was approaching your throne Am F Am E With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache Am G C E Saw them, puff your chest out like you never lost a war Am F Am E And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction Am G C E There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw F Dm And your past-times, consisted of the strange Am And twisted and deranged Am And I hate that little game you had called F Dm Crying lightning Am And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons F Dm Uninviting Am But not half as impossible as everyone assumes F Dm Am You are crying lightning Your past-times, consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I hate that little game you had called F Dm Crying lightning Am Crying lightning F Dm Crying lightning Am Crying lightning F Dm Your past-times, consisted of the strange Am And twisted and deranged And I hate that little game you had called F Dm (once) Crying Enjoy, Yori  |