Author: kosher

This is the chord progression of Pure Comedy album by Father John Misty on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar and Keyboard.

1. Pure Comedy

[INTRO]
(hns.)
C Dm7 C/E C Dm7 C/E
\”At six\”
Db/F G7b9 N.C.
for some reason when I go to the app\”

[VERSE I]
Adim7 Ab/C
The comedy of man starts like this:
Dadd#11 A
Our brains are way too big for our mother\’s hips
A7 E
And so nature, She divines this alternative:
G#7 A7
We emerge, half-formed, and hope whoever greets us on the other end
A7 E
Is kind enough to fill us in,
A7 E
And babies, that\’s pretty much how it\’s been ever since.

Adim7 Ab/C
Now the miracle of birth leaves a few issues to address
Dadd#11 A
Like, say, that half of us are periodically iron deficient
A7 E
So somebody\’s gotta go kill something while I look after the kids
G#7/B# A7
I\’d do it myself, but what, are you gonna to get this thing it\’s milk?
A7 E
He says as soon as he gets back from the hunt, we can switch
A7 E
It\’s hard not to fall in love with something so helpless
A7 E
Ladies, I hope we don\’t end up regretting this

[CHORUS I]
E E7 A
Comedy, now that\’s what I call pure comedy
A7 G#m
Just wait until the part where they start to believe
G#m
They\’re at the center of everything
A6 A
And some all-powerful being
B6 B B6 B
Endowed this horror show with meaning
E
Oh, their religions are the best
E7 A
They worship themselves yet they\’re totally obsessed
A7 G#m
With risen zombies, celestial virgins, magic tricks
G#m
These unbelievable outfits
A6 A
And they get terribly upset
B6 B
When you question their sacred texts
B6 B
Written by woman-hating epileptics

[BRIDGE]
A7
Their languages just serve to confuse them
Am7
Their confusion somehow makes them more sure
A7
They build fortunes poisoning their offspring
Am7
And hand out prizes when someone patents the cure
AM7
Where did they find these goons they elected to rule them?
Am7
What makes these clowns they idolize so remarkable?
A7
These mammals are hell-bent on fashioning new gods
Am7
So they can go on being godless animals

[INTERLUDE]
Amaj7#11 Ab/C Dadd#11 A7
(saxes)
A9 E G#7 A7

[CHORUS II]
A7 E E7 A
Oh comedy, their illusions they\’ve no choice but to believe
A7 G#m
Their horizons that just forever recede
G#m
And how\’s this for irony:
F#m7 B6 B
Their idea of being free is a prison of beliefs
B6 B
That they never ever have to leave
E E7 A
Oh comedy, oh it\’s like something that a madman would conceive!
A7 G#m
The only thing that seems to make them feel alive
G#m
Is the struggle to survive
F#m7
But the only thing that they request
B6 B
Is something to numb the pain with
B6 B
Until there\’s nothing human left

[OUTRO]
A
Just random matter suspended in the dark
Am
I hate to say it, but each other\’s all we\’ve got
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2. Total Entertainment Forever
[INTRO]
Bb Gb Ab
Bb Bb

[VERSE]
Bb Gb F Gm
Bedding Taylor Swift every night inside the Oculus Rift
F Gm Dm F
After mister and the missus finish dinner and the dishes
Bb Gb F Gm
And now the future\’s definition is so much higher than it was last year
F Gm
It\’s like the images have all become real
Dm F
And someone\’s living my life for me out in the mirror

[CHORUS]
Bb D7 Gm
No, can you believe how far we\’ve come?
F Gm
In the new age
D7 Eb
Freedom to have what you want
Bb D7 Gm
In the new age we\’ll all be entertained
F Gm D7 Eb
Rich or poor, the channels are all the same
Bb D7 Gm
You\’re a star now, baby, so dry your tears
F Gm
You\’re just like them
D7 Eb
Wake on up from the nightmare
F
Na, na na, na, na na, na na, na na
F7
Na, na na, na, na na, na na, na na
Bb F Gm F Gm D7 Eb
Come on, oh, oh, oh

[BRIDGE]
Cm
No gods to rule us
F7
No drugs to soothe us
D7
No myths to prove stuff
Eb
No love to confuse us
F
Not bad for a race of demented monkeys
F7
From a cave to a city to a permanent party
Bb D7 Gm F Gm D7 Eb
Come on, oh, oh, oh

[INSTRUMENTAL: sax solo]
Bb D7 Gm
F Gm D7 Eb

[OUTRO]
Bb D7 Gm
When the historians find us we\’ll be in our homes
F Gm
Plugged into our hubs
D7 Eb
Skin and bones
Bb D7 Gm
A frozen smile on every face
F Gm
As the stories replay
D7 Eb
This must have been a wonderful place
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3. Things It Would Have Been Helpful to Know Before The Revolution
[INTRO]
Am6 D7 Am6 D7
Am6 D7 Am6 D7

[VERSE I]
D7 C Am7
It got too hot and so we overthrew the system
C Am7 D7
\’Cause there\’s no place for human existence like right here
F B7 C Am7
On this bright blue marble orbited by trash
C Am7
Man, there\’s no beating that
C#m7b5 Am6 D7 Am6 D7
It was no big thing to give up the way of life we had, oh
D7 C Am7
My social life is now quite a bit less hectic
C Am7 D7
The nightlife and the protests are pretty scarce
F B7 C Am7
Now I mostly spend the long days walking through the city
C Am7
Empty as a tomb
C#m7b5 CM7
Sometimes I miss the top of the food chain
But what a perfect afternoon
Am6 D7 Am6 D7

[BRIDGE]
Em
Industry and commerce toppled to their knees
C#m7b5
The gears of progress halted, the underclass set free
CM7
The super-ego shatters with our ideologies
C#m7b5
The obscene injunction to enjoy life
C#m7b5
Disappears as in a dream
CM7
And as we return to our native state, to our primal scene
Am6
The temperature, it started dropping
Am6 D7 Am6 D7
The ice floes began to freeze
Am6 D7 Am6 D7

[VERSE II]
D7 C Am7
From time to time we all get a bit restless
C Am7 D7
With no one advertising to us constantly
F B7
But the tribe at the former airport
C Am7
Some nights has meat and dancing
C Am7
If you don\’t mind gathering and hunting
C#m7b5 CM7
We\’re all still pretty good at eating on the run
Am6 D7 Am6 D7
Things it would have been helpful to know before the revolution
D7 C Am7
Though I\’ll admit some degree of resentment
C Am7 D7
For the sudden lack of convenience around here
F B7 C Am7
But there are some visionaries among us developing some products
C Am D7
To aid us in our struggle to survive
C#m7b5 C
On this godless rock that refuses to die

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4. Ballad of the Dying Man
[INTRO]
F FM7 F7 Bb F/A
Gm7 G#dim7 Gm7 –

[VERSE I]
F Dm Eb Gm
Naturally the dying man wonders to himself:
F Dm Eb Gm
Has commentary been more lucid than anybody else?
Am F7
And had he successfully beaten back the rising tide
Dm
Of idiots, dilettantes, and fools
C#+ G#dim7 Gm7
On his watch while he was alive?
F G#dim7 Db Dm
Lord, just a little more time

[REFRAIN]
F FM7 F7
Oh, in no time at all
Bb F/A Gm7 G7 Gm7
This\’ll be the distant past, ooh

[VERSE II]
F Dm Eb Gm
So says the dying man, \”Once I\’m in the box
F Dm Eb Gm
Just think of all the overrated hacks running amok
Am F7
And all of the pretentious, ignorant voices that will go unchecked
Dm
The homophobes, hipsters, and one percent\”
C#+ G#dim7 Gm7
The false feminists he\’d managed to detect
F G#dim7 Db Dm
Oh, who will critique them once he\’s left?

[REFRAIN]
F FM7 F7
Oh, in no time at all
Bb F/A C
This\’ll be the distant past

[BRIDGE]
Ab C7 F Bb
What he\’d give for one more day to rate and analyze
Gm7 C7 F Bb
The world made in his image as of yet to realize
Dm Gm7 C7
What a mess to leave behind

[VERSE III]
F Dm Eb Gm
Eventually the dying man takes his final breath
F Dm Eb Gm
But first checks his news feed to see what he\’s \’bout to miss
Am F7
And it occurs to him a little late in the game
Dm
We leave as clueless as we came
C#+ G#dim7 Gm7
From rented heavens to the shadows in the cave
F G#dim7 Db Dm
We\’ll all be wrong someday

[OUTRO]
Bb F/A Gm7
Oh, oh
Bb F/A Gm7
Oh-oh, oh

Bb F/A Gm7
(x4)
Bb Dm7 Gm7
Bb Am7 Gm7 –
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5. Birdie

[INTRO]
(pno.)
G C7 Fsus F
G C7 Fsus F

[VERSE I]
G C7 Fsus F
Take off, little winged creature
G
It\’s nothing but teens in ravines
C7 Fsus F
And antics on concrete down here
G C7 Fsus F
Are you really as free as all the great songs would have me believe?
G C7 Fsus F
Let me tell you why some day, birdie, you\’re gonna envy me

[CHORUS]
Bb G7/B Cm Bb F
Some dream of a world written in lines of code
G C7
Well, I hope they engineer out politics, romance, and edifice
Fsus F
Two outta three ain\’t bad
Bb G7/B Cm Bb F
Some envision a state governed by laws of business
G C7
Merger and acquisition instead of violence on nations
Fsus F
Where do I sign up?
Cm Bb F
Cm Bb F
G C7 Fsus F
G C7 Fsus F

[VERSE II]
F C7 Fsus F
Take off, little winged creature
G C7 Fsus F
It\’s nothing but fallen debris, strollers, and babies down here
G
And you may be up in the sky
C7 Fsus F
But our paradigms are just as deep and just as wide
G C7
What with all our best attempts at transcendence
Fsus F
Something\’s bound to take

[CHORUS]
Bb G7/B Cm Bb F
Soon, we\’ll live in a global culture devoid of gender or race
G
There\’s just one tiny line:
C7 Fsus F
You\’re either born behind or you\’re free to peek inside
Bb G7/B Cm Bb F
Life as just narrative, metadata in aggregate
G C7
Where the enigma of humanity\’s wrapped up finally
Fsus F
That as they say is that

[OUTRO]
Cm Bb F
Oh, that day can\’t come soon enough
Cm Bb F
It\’ll be so glorious
Cm Bb F
When they finally find out what\’s bugging us
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6. Leaving L.A.

[INTRO]
Bb Eb F Bb/F F
Eb Bb

[VERSE I]
Bb Eb F Bb/F F
I was living on the hill
F7 Eb Bb
By the water tower and hiking trails
Eb F Bb/F F
And when the big one hit I’d have a seat
Eb Bb
To watch masters abandon their dogs and dogs run free
Dm Am7b5 Gm
Oh baby, it’s time to leave
F Eb Bb
Take the van and the hearse down to New Orleans
Dm Am7b5 Gm
Leave under the gaze of the billboard queens
F Eb Bb
Five-foot chicks with parted lips selling sweatshop jeans

[VERSE II]
Bb Eb F Bb/F F
These L.A. phonies and their bullshit bands
F7 Eb Bb
That sound like dollar signs and Amy Grant
Eb F Bb/F F
So reads the pull quote from my last cover piece
F Eb Bb
Entitled \”The Oldest Man in Folk Rock Speaks”
Dm Am7b5 Gm
You can hear it all over the airwaves
F Eb Bb
The manufactured gasp of the final days
Dm Am7b5 Gm
Someone should tell them ‘bout the time that they don’t have
F Eb Bb
To praise the glorious future and the hopeless past

[VERSE III]
Bb F Bb/F F
A few things the songwriter needs
F7 Eb Bb
Arrows of love, a mask of tragedy
Eb F Bb/F F
But if you want ecstasy or birth control
Eb Bb
Just run the tap until the water’s cold
Dm Am7b5 Gm
Anything else you can get online
F Eb Bb
A creation myth or a .45
Dm Am7b5 Gm
You\’re going to need one or the other to survive
F Eb Bb
Where only the armed or the funny make it out alive

[VERSE IV]
Bb F Bb/F F
Mara taunts me \’neath the tree
F7 Eb Bb
She\’s like, \”Oh great, that\’s just what we all need
F Bb/F F
Another white guy in 2017
Eb Bb
Who takes himself so goddamn seriously.\”
Dm Am7b5 Gm
She\’s not far off, the strange thing is
F Eb Bb
That\’s pretty much what I thought when I started this
Dm Am7b5 Gm
It took me my whole life to learn to play the G
F Eb Bb
But the role of Oedipus was a total breeze

[VERSE V]
Bb Bb/D Eb F Bb/F F
Still I dreamt of garnering all rave reviews
F7 Eb Bb
Just believably a little north of God\’s own truth
Eb F
\”He\’s a national treasure now, and here\’s the proof
Eb Bb
In the form of his major label debut\”
Dm Am7b5 Gm
A little less human with each release
F Eb Bb
Closing the gap between the mask and me
Dm Am7b5 Gm
I swear I\’ll never do this, but is it okay?
F Eb Bb
Don\’t want to be that guy but it\’s my birthday
F Eb Bb
If everything ends with the photo then I\’m on my way

[INTERLUDE]
Bb F F7 Eb Bb F F7b9 Eb Bb
Oh-hoh, oh-hoh, oh-hoh, oh-hoh

[VERSE VI]
Bb F Bb/F F
I watched my old gods all collapse
F7 Eb Bb
Were way more violent than my cartoon past
F Bb/F F
It\’s like my father said before he croaked:
Eb Bb
\”Son, you\’re killing me, and that\’s all folks.\”
Dm Am7b5 Gm
So why is it I\’m so distraught
F Eb Bb
That what I\’m selling is getting bought?
Dm Am7b5 Gm
At some point you just can\’t control
F Eb Bb
What people use your fake name for

[VERSE VII]
Bb F Bb/F F
So I never learned to play the lead guitar
F7 Eb Bb
I always more preferred the speaking parts
F7 Bb/F F
Besides there\’s always someone willing to
F/A Eb Bb
Fill up the spaces that I couldn\’t use
Dm Am7b5 Gm
Nonetheless, I\’ve been practicing my whole life
F Eb Bb
Washing dishes, playing drums, and getting by
Dm Adim7 Gm
Until I figured, if I\’m here then I just might
F Eb Bb
Conceal my lack of skill here in the spotlight
F Eb Bb
Maya, the mother of illusions, a beard, and I

[VERSE VIII]
Bb F Bb/F F
2000 years or so since Ovid taught
Eb Bb
Night-blooming, teenage rosebuds, dirty talk
F
And I\’m merely a minor fascination to
Eb Bb
Manic virginal lust and college dudes
Dm Am7b5 Gm
I\’m beginning to begin to see the end
F Eb Bb
Of how it all goes down between me and them
Dm Am7b5 Gm
Some ten-verse chorus-less diatribe
F Eb Bb
Plays as they all jump ship, \”I used to like this guy
F Eb Bb
This new shit really kinda makes me wanna die\”

[INTERLUDE]
Bb F/A Gm F
Oh-hoh
F7 Eb Bb
Oh-hoh
Bb F/A Gm F7
Oh-hoh
F7 Eb Bb
Oh-hoh
Bb

[VERSE IX]
Bb F Bb/F F
My first memory of music\’s from
Eb Bb
The time at JCPenney\’s with my mom
F7 Bb/F F
The watermelon candy I was choking on
Eb Bb
Barbara screaming, \”Someone help my son!\”
Dm Am7b5 Gm
I relive it most times the radio\’s on
F Eb Bb
That \”tell me lies, sweet little white lies\” song
Dm Am7b5 Gm
That\’s when I first saw the comedy won\’t stop for
F Eb Bb
Even little boys dying in department stores

[VERSE X]
Bb F7 Bb/F F7
So we leave town in total silence
Bb
New Year\’s Day, it\’s 6 o\’clock A.M.
F Bb/F F
I\’ve never seen Sunset this abandoned
Eb Bb
Reminds me predictably of the world\’s end
Dm Gm
It\’ll be good to get more space
F Eb Bb
God knows what all these suckers paid
Dm Am7b5 Gm
I can stop drinking and you can write your script
F Eb6/9
But what we both think now is…
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7. A Bigger Paper Bag

[INTRO]
Ab Gm11 Bb Dm7/A
Ab Gm11 Bb Dm7/A
Cm Cm/Bb F/A
Abm6 Ab

[VERSE I]
Ab Eb/G Bb F/A
Dance like a butterfly and drink like a fish
Ab Eb/G Bb F/A
If you\’re bent on taking demons down with only your fist
Cm Cm/Bb F/A Abm6 Ab
And I\’ve never known anyone who could lose himself in a bigger paper bag
Ab Eb/G Bb F/A
The weaker the signal, the sweeter the noise
Ab Eb/G Bb F/A
Hunching over an instrument that you now employ
Cm Cm/Bb F/A Abm6 Ab
Like the starvation army needs a marching piano in the band
Am Ab F D7
Are you feeling used? I do

[CHORUS I]
Eb G7 F7 Ab
Oh, I was pissing on the flame
Eb G7 F7 Ab
Like a child with cash or a king on cocaine
Eb G7
I\’ve got the world by the balls
F7 Ab
Am I supposed to behave?

[POST-CHORUS]
Ab Bb/Ab G
What a fraud
Gm
What a con
Abm6 F Ab G
You\’re the only one I love
(keys)
Cm/Bb Am7b5

[VERSE II]
Ab Eb/G Bb F/A
It\’s easy to assume that you\’ve built some rapport
Ab Eb/G Bb F/A
With a someone who only likes you for what you like yourself for
Cm Cm/Bb F/A Abm6 Ab
Okay, you be my mirror but remember there are only a few angles I tend to prefer
Am Ab F D7
I\’m only here to serve

[CHORUS II]
Eb G7 F7 Ab
Oh, I was pissing on the flame
Eb G7 F7 Ab
Like a child with cash or a king on cocaine
Eb G7
I\’ve got the world by the balls
F7 Ab
Am I supposed to behave?
Eb G7 F7 Ab
Oh, I was dancing \’round the flame
Eb G7 F7 Ab
Like a high-wire act with a \”who, me?\” face
Eb G7 F7 Ab
I was living on nothing but water and cake

[POST-CHORUS]
Ab Bb/Ab G
What a fraud
Gm
What a con
Abm6 F Ab
You\’re the only one I love
Ab F Ab F G
One I love, one I love
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8. When the God of Love Returns There Will Be Hell to Pay

[INTRO]
D G/D D G/D D

[VERSE I]
G/D D G/D D
When the god of love returns there\’ll be hell to pay
A/C# Bm D
Though the world may be out of excuses
G/D D
I know just what I would say:
G/D D G/D D
Let the seven trumpets sound as a locust sky grows dark
A/C# Bm D G/D D G/D D
But first let\’s take you on a quick tour of your creation\’s handiwork
G/D D
Barely got through the prisons and stores
G/D D
And the pale horse looks a little sick
Bm
Says, \”Jesus, you didn\’t leave a whole lot for me
D G/D D G/D D
If this isn\’t hell already then tell me, what the hell is?\”

[CHORUS I]
F#7 Am7
And we say it\’s just human, human nature
G Bm
This place is savage and unjust
F#7
We crawled out of the darkness
Am7
And endured your impatience
G Bm
We\’re more than willing to adjust
G#dim7 D/A A A7
And now you\’ve got the gall to judge us

[VERSE II]
G/D D G/D D
The spider spins his web, the tiger stalks his prey
A/C# Bm D G/D D G/D D
And we steal fire from the heavens to try to keep the night at bay
G/D D
Every monster has a code
G/D D
One that steadies the shaking hand
Bm D
And he\’s determined to accrue more capital
G/D D G/D D
By whatever means he can

[CHORUS II]
F#7 Am7
Oh, it\’s just human, human nature
G Bm
We\’ve got these appetites to serve
F#7 Am7
You must not know the first thing about human beings
G Bm
We\’re the earth\’s most soulful predator
G#dim7 D/A
Try something less ambitious the next time you get bored
A A7
Oh, my Lord

[OUTRO]
G/D D
We just want light in the dark
G/D D
Some warmth in the cold
Bm D
And to make something out of nothing
G/D D
Sounds like someone else I know
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9. Smoochie

[INTRO]
F Am Gm Am
F Am Gm Am

[VERSE I]
F Am Gm Am F Am Gm Am
When my personal demons are screaming
F Am Gm Am F Am Gm
And when my door of madness is half-open

[CHORUS I]
Bb D7 Gm
You stand alongside
Bb D7 Gm
And say something to the effect that everything\’ll be
F7 BbM7 D7 Gm Bb/F Am Gm
Alright soon, smoochie
F Am Gm Am
F Am Gm Am

[VERSE II]
F Am Gm Am F Am Gm Am
Chaos attends to creation
F Am Gm Am F Am Gm
And when the shadows inside me vie for attention

[CHORUS II]
Bb D7 Gm
You stand alongside
Bb D7 Gm
And say something perfect like \”concealment feeds the fear\”
F7 BbM7
And hand me a sea peach
D7 Gm Bb/F Am Gm
And say, \”Come, come over here, smoochie\”

[OUTRO]
F Am Gm Am
F Am Gm Am
F Am Gm Am
F Am Gm Am
F
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10. Two Wildly Different Perspectives

[INTRO]
F Em7 F Em7

[VERSE I]
G C G C
One side says \”Y\’all go to hell.\”
G C F Em
The other says \”If I believed in God, I\’d send you there.\”
F Em
But either way we make some space
F Em
In the hell that we create
G C G C
On both sides

[VERSE II]
G C G C
One side says \”Kill \’em all.\”
G C F Em9
The other says \”Line those killers up against the wall.\”
FM7 Em9
But either way some blood is shed
FM9 Em9
Thanks to our cooperation
G C GM7 C
On both sides, on both sides

[VERSE III]
G C G C
One side says \”Man, take what\’s yours!\”
G C F Em7
The other says \”Live on no more than you can afford.\”
F Em7
But either way we just possess
F Em7
And everyone ends up with less
G C G C
On both sides
G Em7
On both sides
F Em
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11. The Memo

[INTRO]
C

[VERSE I]
C
I\’m gonna steal some bedsheets
F C
From an amputee
C
I\’m gonna mount em on a canvas
D7 G7
In the middle of the gallery
F Fm6
I\’m gonna tell everybody
Am Am/G D7/F#
It was painted by a chimpanzee
Am Am/G D7/F#
Just between you and me
G
Here at the cultural low watermark
G7
If it\’s fraud or art
C
They\’ll pay you to believe

[VERSE II]
C
I\’m gonna take five young dudes
F C
From white families
C
I\’m gonna mount \’em on a billboard
D7 G7
In the middle of the country
F Fm6
I\’m gonna tell everybody
Am Am/G D7/F#
They sing like angels with whiter teeth
Am Am/G D7/F#
But just between you and me
G
They\’re just like the ones before
With their standards lower
G7 C
Another concert-goer will pay you to believe

[CHORUS]
F C
Oh, caffeine in the morning, alcohol at night
F C
Cameras to record you and mirrors to recognize
Am Am/G D7/F#
And as the world is getting smaller, small things take up all your time
Am Am/G D7/F#
Narcissus would have had a field day if he could have got online
G G7
And friends it\’s not self-love that kills you
Am D7/F#
It\’s when those who hate you are allowed
G G7
To sell you that you\’re a glorious shit
Am D7/F#
The entire world revolves around
G G7
And that you\’re the eater, no not the eaten
Am D7/F#
But that your hunger will only cease
G G7
If you come binge on radiant blandness
Am Am/G D7/F#
At the disposable feast

[BRIDGE]
D7/F#
(You\’re enjoying the chill winter playlist)
FM7 Dm9
Just quickly how would you rate yourself (Indie Brunch)
FM7 Dm9
In terms of sex appeal and cultural significance?
(Irony, irony, blo-blo-blo-blo-blo-blo-blo0
Bb9
Do you usually listen to music like this?
(Just one more mile, you can do it again)
Bb9
Can we recommend some similar artists?
(This is totally the song of my summer)
Gm
Are you feeling depressed? (This guy just gets me)
Gb Bb/F
But your feedback\’s important to us (Music is my life)

[VERSE III]
C
Gonna buy myself a sports team
F C
And put \’em in a pit
C
I\’m gonna wage the old crusade
D7 G7
Against consciousness
F Fm6
All I need\’s a couple winners
Am Am/G D7/F#
To get every loser to fight in it
Am
Keep the golden calf
Am/G D7/F#
Just need the bullshit
G
And they won\’t just sell themselves into slavery
G7 C
They\’ll get on their knees and pay you to believe
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12. So I\’m Growing Old on Magic Mountain

[INTRO]
F

[VERSE I]
A7 G7 F Bb
That was the last New Year I\’ll ever see
F Bb
I wanna stay on that magic mountain
F Bb
With lost souls and beautiful women
Gm Bb F
I drank some of Farmer\’s potion
Gm Bb F
And we were moving in slow motion

[CHORUS]
Bb F
The slower, the better
Bb Dm7
The slower, the better
Gm Gm Bb F
\’Cause there\’s no one old on magic mountain
Gm Bb F
There\’s no one old, old on magic mountain

[VERSE II]
A7 G7 F Bb
And that was the very last barn I\’m burning
F Bb
So for now everyone is dancing
F Bb
As if it\’s any time but the present
Gm Bb F
So for now every young thing in my path
Gm Bb F
I\’ll hold their face so long inside my hands

[CHORUS II]
Bb F
The longer, the better
Bb Dm7
The longer, the better
Gm Gm Bb F
\’Cause there\’s no one old on magic mountain
Gm Bb F
There\’s no one old, old on magic mountain

[VERSE III]
A7 G7 F Bb
The wine has all been emptied, the smoke has cleared
F Bb
As people file back to the valley
F Bb
On the last night of life\’s party
Gm Bb F
These days the years thin till I can\’t remember
Gm Bb F
Just what it feels like to be young forever

[CHORUS III]
Bb F
So the longer I stay here
Bb Dm7
The longer there\’s no future
Gm Gm Bb F
So I\’m growing old on magic mountain
Gm Bb F
I\’m growing old, old on magic mountain

[INSTRUMENTAL—OUTRO]
A7 G7 F Bb
F Bb F Bb F Bb
F Bb F Bb F Bb
F Bb F Bb F Gm
F Bb F Bb F Bb
F Bb F Bb F Bb
(gtr overtone)
F Bb F Bb
F Bb F Bb
(wind-down, pno)
F Bb F Bb F Bb
F Bb F Bb F Bb
F Bb F Bbsus2
F Bb F Bb
(hiss, synth)
F Bb F Bb F Dm7
F Bb F/A Dm7
F Bb F Bb
(volume up, vibraphone)
F Bb F Gm
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13. In Twenty Years or So

[INTRO]
G7 Bbm6
F7 Dm6/F F7 Dm6/F

[VERSE I]
G9
What\’s there to lose
Bbm
For a ghost in a cheap rental suit
F7 Dm6/F F7 Dm6/F
Clinging to a rock that is hurtling through space?
G9
And what\’s to regret
Bbm
For a speck on a speck on a speck
F7 Dm6/F F7 Dm6/F
Made more ridiculous the more serious he gets?
C
Oh, it\’s easy to forget

[INTERLUDE]
C
Gm7 C
Gm9 C FM7 G/F
Dm9 F G/F
Dm9

[VERSE II]
G Am
Oh, I read somewhere
Fadd#11 F
That in twenty years
Fadd#11 F
More or less
Fadd#11 C Gm7 F Bb/F
This human experiment will reach its violent end
Bb/F F
But I look at you
Bb/F F
As our second drinks arrive
Bb/F F
The piano player\’s playing \”This Must Be the Place\”
C Gm7
And it\’s a miracle to be alive
F Bb/F F
One more time

[OUTRO]
Am11 Gm7 F
There\’s nothing to fear
Am11 Gm7 F
There\’s nothing to fear
Am11 Gm7 F
There\’s nothing to fear
(strings)
F G
Em11 GM9 Am11