Out Of The Blue taby ukulele według Julian Casablancas (Chwyty barytonu)

Intro: C

C
Somewhere along the way my hopefulness turned to sadness
G
Somewhere along the way my sadness turned to bitterness
D
Somewhere along the way my bitterness turned to anger
G
Somewhere along the way my anger turned to vengeance


    C
And the ones that I make pay
    
Are never the ones who deserve it
    G
and the ones who deserve it they'll never understand it
    D
Yes, I know I am going to hell in a purple basket
    G
At least I will be in another world, while you're pissing on my casket


G                  C Em D 
How could you be Oh
               G   C Em D
So perfect for me? Oh
               G   C Em D
Why can't you ignore Oh
               G   C Em D  
The things I did before?


C
Somewhere along the way exacting vengeance gave excitement
G
Somewhere along the way that excitement turned to pleasure
D
Somewhere along the way that pleasure turned to madness
G
Sooner or later that kind of madness turns into pain


C
And the ones that I made pay were never ones who deserved it
G
Those who helped me along the way, I smacked them as I thanked them
D
Yes, I know I am going to hell in a leather jacket
G
At least I will be in another world, while you're pissing on my casket


C
All that I can do now is sing a song of faded glory
G
And all you got to do is sit there look great and make them horny
D
Together we will sing songs and tell exaggerated stories
G
About the way we feel today, and tonight and in the morning


G                  C Em D 
How could you be Oh
               G   C Em D
So perfect for me? Oh
               G   C Em D
Why can't you ignore Oh
               G   C Em D  
The things I did before?


D
And take all your fears
D
And pretend they're all true
D
And take all your plans
D
And pretend they fell through
D                    G     C Em D
And that's what it's like, Oh
                 G             C      Em      D 
That's what it's like for most people in this world


                G    C Em D 
The rich or the poor Oh
           G    C Em D
Muslims or Jews Oh
               G        C Em D
When roles are reversed Oh
             G   C   Em D
Opinions are too No, oh oh

                         G   C Em D
That's all I'm gonna say now
                                     G   C Em D
Before they come knockin' on my door now

Outro: G C Em D G C Em D G