King's Crossing taby ukulele według Elliott Smith

Em C

G D Am

   Em                      C
The King's crossing was the main attraction
G        D            Am
Dominoes falling in a chain reaction
   Em               C
The scraping subject ruled by fear told me
G             D           Am
Whiskey works better than beer
   Em                 C
The judge is on vinyl, decisions aren't final
    G      D         Am
And nobody gets a reprieve
   Em            C
And every wave is tidal
                         G      D      G
If you hang around you're going to get wet
Em                        C                             G 
Am
I can't prepare for death any more than I already have
  Em                            C
All you can do now is watch the shelves
    G          D            G
The game looks easy, that's why it sells

Chorus:
G                    F#/Em
Frustrated fireworks inside your head
       Em                      C
Are going to stand and deliver dark instead
   G                  F#/Em
The method acting that pays my bills
         Em                  C
Keeps the fat man feeding in Beverly Hills
        G                   F#/Em
I got a heavy metal mouth, it hurls obscenity
      Em                    C
And I get my check from the trash treasury
          G                  F#/Em
Because I took my own insides out


Em                      C
It don't matter cause I have no sex life
    G              D      Am
And all I wanna do now is inject my ex-wife
Em
I've seen the movie

       C                 G D Am
And I know what happens
    Em
It's Christmas time
        C
And the needle's on the tree
   G        D              Am
A skinny Santa is bringing something to me
 Em
His voice is overwhelming
        C
But his speech is slurred
      G           D         G
And I only understand every other word

G                      F#/Em
Open your parachute and grab your gun
 Em                         C
Float down like an omen, a setting sun
G F#/Em
Read the part and return at five
       Em                       C
It's a hell of a role if you can keep it alive
           G
But I don't care if I fuck up
   F#/Em
I'm going on a date
      Em
With a rich white lady
  C
Ain't life great?
G                            F#/Em
Gi'me one good reason not to do it
(Because I love you)
 Em        C
So do it.

G D Am

Em C

G D Am

 Em                      C
This is the place where time reverses
    G         D              Am
And dead men talk to all the pretty nurses
 Em                      C
Instruments shine on a silver tray

      G          D         G
Don't let me get carried away
      G          D         G
Don't let me get carried away
      G          D        Am
Don't let me be carried away