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Em Bm G Fm Boys run like water from the barrel to the trough. Fm They'll never stop their running. Bm G Bm G Gunning for their brothers. Em Bm This house is a hostel. G Fm It is peaceful, but it's always emptying. Bm G Bm G Boys all want to be someone. Bm Em G Fm Haven't you heard? I am a flightless bird. Fm Bm G Bm G I am a liar, feeding facts to a false fire. Bm Em G Fm If pathos is borne, borne out of bullshit--in formal attire, Bm G Bm G I'll score you a string ensemble. Bm Em G Fm Bm G Bm G [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/o/owen-pallett/219694.html ] Em Bm I saw my son at seventeen, G Fm Bm G Bm G The shutters made projections on his naked frame. Em Bm Now at twenty-five, G Fm Bm G Bm G He simply cannot stay away from the ketamine. Em Bm With makeup on his sores, G Fm Bm G Bm G He spends an hour a day composing little eulogies. Em Bm Sometimes he sends me letters, G Fm Bm G Bm G But it's mostly garbled phrases and apologies. Bm Em G Fm Haven't you heard? I am a flightless bird. Fm Bm G Bm G I am a liar, feeding facts to a false fire. Bm Em G Fm If pathos is borne, borne out of bullshit--in formal attire, Bm G Bm G Cue the Bulgarian men's choir. |