Stockholm

E A D (x4)

E              A D             E A D
Lately, lately,  I find I rush.
E                                   A                   D         E A
Can't piece together the sun in the sky or the spots on my face.
D              E                     A     D        E                     A
And I must be stuck, my feet already are, I must be lost, my feet already are,
D              E                     A   D              E                       A
And I must be fast, my feet already are, you'll soon be dust your deeds already are,
E A D (x3)

E A  D              E                       A
     You'll soon be dust your deeds already are,
D          E                     A       D
You saw no orb no fiery bushes either,
D         E                      A D
I must be drunk I feel unsteady,
D          E                     A     D
No monster me, sadly no saint either...

E                          A        D
Walk back into Stockholm, Stockholm
    E                               A D
our travels take us further north,
E                                      A              D E A D
Where there's fish in the sea and food on the shelves.

D             E                     A    D
And I must be cold, my feet already are,
D           E                  A    D
You must be old, so take it easier,
D             E                     A    D
And I must be cold, my feet already are,
D           E                  A      D
You must be old, so take it easier...
D              E                       A
You'll soon be dust your deeds already are,
D          E                     A       D
You saw no orb no fiery bushes either,
D         E                      A D
I must be drunk I feel unsteady,
D          E                     A     D E
No monster me, sadly no saint either...
E
Walk back into, walk back into,
E D A (x4)

E      A     D  E A    D
Belly, belly,      and slap
E                             A                      D
I love to feel the food in my guts and the fat in my veins
E                             A
I love to feel the food in my guts and

D               E                       A
 You'll soon be dust your deeds already are,
D          E                     A       D
You saw no orb no fiery bushes either,
D         E                      A D
I must be drunk I feel unsteady,
D          E                     A     D
No monster me, sadly no saint either...
D               E                       A
 You'll soon be dust your deeds already are,
D          E                     A       D
You saw no orb no fiery bushes either,
D         E                      A D
I must be drunk I feel unsteady,
D          E                     A     D
No monster me, sadly no saint either...

E A D (x10)
E

E|-------------------|
B|-------------------|
G|-2-1---------------|
D|------4-2p0h2-4-2--|
A|-------------------|
E|-------------------|

* Lead part #2 in the final chorus
E|-12-10-9--------------|
B|---------10-----------|
G|------------9---------|
D|--------------12p11---|
A|--------------------12|
E|----------------------|

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