Opus

Am E/G# What we built from Black Country ground E Ddim/Ab In your car out of this small town Am E/G# You on back of my new push-bike E Ddim/Ab Wheelie-ing down Thunder Road tonight A E/G# And I never felt so brave E Ddim/Ab On that unusually forgiving Sunday Am E/G# What we built to keep ourselves warm E Ddim/Ab Burnt your hand and charmed the locals Am E/G# All those mistakes laid out plainly E Ddim/Ab Anyone could see that the clamp was breaking me! A E/G# And one more time E Ddim/Ab For the record A5 Everybody's coming up A5 C5 I guess I'm a little bit late to the party A5 Everybody's coming up A5 C5 I guess I'm a little bit late to the party A5 Now everybody's coming up A5 C5 I guess I should've had something else to say A5 And now everybody's coming up A5 What we built must fall to the rising flames A5 (Horns ascend on D harmonic minor scale) Am E/G# E Ddim/Ab