Until Then
Feed Me Jack
C#m
(início)
C#m Dippin' up around the bend A I'm sure tied up and I don't know when B E You know there's just a couple of things that I like C#m Meet you, woman, at a quarter to three A Now get down on your bendin' knees B E You know there's just a couple of things that I like C#m But don't get busted and ashamed A I'm lookin' out for you time and time again B The Holy One, the Nightingale E Laughin' on your way to hell C#m Look a little down the road A You hit it and you quit it and you already know B The simpler things have passed you by E But alone you'll be your well run dry
Chorus
E B Besotted, and forgotten A B Maybe, we'll just let it be E B Until then, there's the weekend A B Until theeeeeeeeeeeeen
Verse 2
C#m A So won't you write to me and tell me a great story B E About a little nobody who stole the whole of a golden bowl of shit C#m Goddamnsorry for Ann A The bigger and the thicker be the only man B You're in my skin and holdin' my tongue E And girl, my dusty bell you rung
Bridge
E F#m I don't care if you have indecision A B When I see you down, girl, you know I'll be grinnin' E F#m I don't care if they wrapped you in linen A B When you come around, girl, no fuck will be given E F#m I don't care if you have superstition A B Everywhere you go, you see my apparition E F#m I don't care if you're safe and you're sound A B A A#/A B/A C#m You're gonna scream my name when my ghost... comes around
Chorus
E B Besotted, and forgotten A B But maybe, we'll just let it be E B Until then, there's the weekend A B Until theeeeeeeeeeeeen
Outro
E B Besotted, and forgotten A B And maybe, we'll just let it be E B Until then, there's the weekend A B Until theeeeeeeeeeeeeen!
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