The Country Child Chords - Frog Eyes

Verse 1

Em D All the actors say the streets are bathed in fire Em D And all the action happens in the mouth of a bourboned liar C G We're gonna riot on the streets today! C G Smash an apple on the face of the state:

Chorus

C D C D Fundamentally opposed to the cut of your clothes C D C D Em F#m Put your mouth in the sky and push it to edge of flight.

Verse 2

Em D Autumn's faction bursts into the Hyatt and demands a sum: Em D The golden statue puzzles and attempts one awkward pun: C G Feed a fever as the five fevers rage C G Feed a fever and paginate your page!

Chorus

C D C D Fundamentally opposed to the cost of your coal C D C D Shopkeeper keeps a bowl and he spits his mouth's full C D C D In spite of the winds and the customs of pimps: C D C D The moon sheds its rise! The moon sheds its rise! Bm Am G F#m D Em

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Bridge

Am Em The country child culled an abundance of hay: Am Em C And I want his uncle's gold: And I want it today-ay! Em C I said it! Em C I said it! Em C Em I said it! Four fingered-waif's got to stop! G A G F#m D Em

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(I think this is the bass line... anyway it sounds pretty good to me!)

Outro

C Em C Em You don't fear the reaper, you don't fear his son, C Em C Em G You better fear the chorus, twelve ragged fingers pointed out at one! Em G You stick a rose in the golden sand! Em G You stick a rose in the golden sand! Em G You stick a rose in the golden sand! Em One writer is short of his daisies... G A G F#m D Em

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