Pulp Of Youth
The Growlers
Cm
(início)
Eb The pop don't sound the same no more Fm When I pull the cork Eb Never about the taste before Fm It was a hunt for sport
Refrain
Cm Fm A sea of fading faces Cm Fm I was stupid and proud Eb Ab Eb Ab Eyes as sharp as knives Eb Ab Ab Eb Cut me out of the crowd
Chorus
Fm Bb Wine still cheap and red Eb Cm Eyes still deep and true Fm Bb Glasses raise again Eb Cm Drink to the pulp of youth Fm Bb Eb Climb the vine again, my friend
Verse 2
Eb Not everybody makes it Fm Casualties of some plot Eb Not a pro just a lucky one Fm To make it out of the line
Refrain
Cm Fm A sea of fading faces Cm Fm I was stupid and proud Eb Ab Eb Ab Eyes as sharp as knives Eb Ab Eb Ab Cut me out of the crowd
Chorus
Fm Bb Wine still cheap and red Eb Cm Eyes still deep and true Fm Bb Glasses raise again Eb Cm Drink to the pulp of youth Fm Bb Climb the vine again, Eb Cm Drink to the pulp of youth Fm Bb Til our time is due Eb Cm I'll be on the vine with you Fm Bb Eb As it was in the pulp of youth
Verse 3
Eb Who was the picker Cm Who is to say Fm And does it even matter Eb Cm The lucky ones come up when the sun sinks down Fm High on laughter
Refrain
Cm Fm A sea of fading faces Cm Fm I was stupid and proud Eb Ab Eb Ab Eyes as sharp as knives Eb Ab Eb Fm Cut me out of the crowd
Instrumental
G Cm Fm Eb Ab Eb Ab x2
Chorus
Fm Bb Wine still cheap and red Eb Cm Eyes still deep and true Fm Bb Glasses raise again Eb Cm Drink to the pulp of youth Fm Bb Till our time is due Eb Cm I'll be on the vine with you Fm Bb Eb As it was in the pulp of youth
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