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Let me start by saying I didn't write this song, and I based this off previous tabs of this song. I just found the previous ones not giving enough information, being to inaccurate or having parts completly wrong. This tab doesn't require a Capo, but it may depending on your voice. If you find any errors or problems please comment and I'll try and fix it right away. C: E A D G B e ----------- G 3 2 0 0 3 3 - ----------- F# 2 - 0 0 3 3 - ----------- Bm - 2 4 4 3 2 - ----------- C 0 1 0 2 3 0 - ----------- Em 0 0 0 2 2 0 - ----------- Am 0 1 2 2 0 0 - ----------- D 2 3 2 0 0 0 2nd Verse: Into: G Bm C G -(Change fast)- F# Em Am C D G Bm There's a bear inside your stomach C G F# The cub's been kicking from within. Em Am He's loud, though without vocal chords C D We'll put an end to him G Bm We'll make all the right appointments C G - (Change To Next Line fast) No one ever has to know. F# Em Am And then tomorrow I'll turn 21 C D We'll script another show G Bm We'll play charades up in the Chelsea C G F# Drink champagne although you shouldn't be. Em Am C D We'll be blind and dumb until we fall asleep G None of our friends will come Bm They dodge our calls. C G - (Change To Next Line fast) And they have for quite a while now F# E It's not a shock Am C D You don't seem to mind and I just can't see how. [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/t/the-antlers/312347.html ] 1st Chorus: C Bm We're too old Am D We're not old, old at all C Bm Just too old Am D We're not old, old, old at all 2nd Verse: G Bm There's a bear inside your stomach C G - (Change To Next Line fast) The cub's been kicking you for weeks F# Em Am And if this isn't all a dream C D Well then we'll cut him from beneath G Bm Well we're not scared of making caves C G - (Change To Next Line fast) Or finding food for him to eat F# Em Am We're terrified of one another C D And terrified of what that means G Bm But we'll make only quick decisions C G F# And you'll just keep my in the waiting room Em Am And all the while I'll know we're fucked C D And not getting unfucked soon G Bm When we get home we're bigger strangers C G - (Change To Next Line fast) than we've ever been before F# Em Am C D You sit in front of snowy television, suitcase on the floor 2nd Chorus: C Bm We're too old Am D We're not old, old at all. C Bm Just too old Am D We're not old, old at all. C Bm Just too old Am D We're not old, old at all. C Bm Just too old Am D We're not old, old at all. C Bm Just too old Am D We're not old, old at all. C Bm Just too old Am D We're not old, old, old at all. |