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Patrick

234
Afinación Open D (D A D F# A D)
Compás 4/4
Tonalidad: D
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Rasgueo 1

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Letra

[Intro]
| D      | Gadd9 | D    | Gadd9 |
| Aadd11 | Gadd9 | D/F# |

[Verse 1]
Gadd9          D
     It was quite early one morning
   Gadd9
Hit     me without warning
      D                         Gadd9
I went to hear the general speak
          Aadd11
I was standing for the anthem
   Gadd9
Banners all around him
      D/F#                   Gadd9
Confetti  made it hard to see
           D
Put my footsteps on the pavement
       Gadd9
Starved     for entertainment
        D                      Gadd9
Four seasons of revolving doors
       Aadd11
So sick      of being honest
        Gadd9
I'll die     like Dylan Thomas
     D/F#                     Gadd9
A seizure on the barroom floor

[Chorus]
                 D5               Aadd11   Gsus2
I’m getting greedy with this private hell
I'll go it alone,
D5               Aadd11       Gsus2
  but that's just      as well

[Verse 2]
        D
These cats are scared and feral
        Gadd9
The flag     pins on their lapels
         D                    Gadd9
The truth is anybody’s guess
         Aadd11
These talking heads are saying
         Gadd9
"The king     is only playing
      D/F#                          Gadd9
A game    of four dimensional chess"

[Bridge]
| D      | Gadd9 | D    | Gadd9 |
| Aadd11 | Gadd9 | D/F# |

[Verse 3]
Gadd9           D
     There's flowers in the rubble
         Gadd9
The weeds     are gonna tumble
      D                          Gadd9
I'm lucid but I still can't think
            Aadd11
I'm strapped      into a corset
       Gadd9
Climbed     into your corvette
         D/F#                 Gadd9
I'm thirsty  for another drink
          D
If it's advertised, we'll try it
       Gadd9
And buy     some peace and quiet
        D                        Gadd9
And shut up at the silent retreat
        Aadd11
They say      you’ve gotta fake it
        Gadd9
At least     until you make it
          D/F#                        Gadd9
That ghost    is just a kid in a sheet

[Chorus]
                 D5            Aadd11   Gsus2
I’m getting used to these dizzy spells
                D5              Aadd11     Gsus2
I'm taking a shower at the Bates      Motel
                  D5              Aadd11   Gsus2
I’m getting greedy with this private hell
I'll go it alone,
D5               Aadd11  Gsus2
  but that's just      as     well

[Outro]
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 | - |
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 | - |
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 | - |

[Fade Out]
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 | - |
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 | - |
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 |

Compases

[Intro]
| D      | Gadd9 | D    | Gadd9 |
| Aadd11 | Gadd9 | D/F# |

[Verse 1]
                        | Gadd9 |
| D      | Gadd9 | D    | Gadd9 |
| Aadd11 | Gadd9 | D/F# | Gadd9 |
| D      | Gadd9 | D    | Gadd9 |
| Aadd11 | Gadd9 | D/F# | Gadd9 |

It was quite early one morning
Hit     me without warning
I went to hear the general speak
I was standing for the anthem
Banners all around him
Confetti  made it hard to see
Put my footsteps on the pavement
Starved     for entertainment
Four seasons of revolving doors
So sick      of being honest
I'll die     like Dylan Thomas
A seizure on the barroom floor

[Chorus]
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 | - |
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 | - |

I’m getting greedy with this private hell
I'll go it alone,
but that's just      as well

[Verse 2]
| D      | Gadd9 | D    | Gadd9 |
| Aadd11 | Gadd9 | D/F# | Gadd9 |

These cats are scared and feral
The flag     pins on their lapels
The truth is anybody’s guess
These talking heads are saying
"The king     is only playing
A game    of four dimensional chess"

[Bridge]
| D      | Gadd9 | D    | Gadd9 |
| Aadd11 | Gadd9 | D/F# |

[Verse 3]
                        | Gadd9 |
| D      | Gadd9 | D    | Gadd9 |
| Aadd11 | Gadd9 | D/F# | Gadd9 |
| D      | Gadd9 | D    | Gadd9 |
| Aadd11 | Gadd9 | D/F# | Gadd9 |

There's flowers in the rubble
The weeds     are gonna tumble
I'm lucid but I still can't think
I'm strapped      into a corset
Climbed     into your corvette
I'm thirsty  for another drink
If it's advertised, we'll try it
And buy     some peace and quiet
And shut up at the silent retreat
They say      you’ve gotta fake it
At least     until you make it
That ghost    is just a kid in a sheet

[Chorus]
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 | - |
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 | - |
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 | - |
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 | - |

I’m getting used to these dizzy spells
I'm taking a shower at the Bates      Motel
I’m getting greedy with this private hell
I'll go it alone,
but that's just      as     well

[Outro]
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 | - |
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 | - |
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 | - |

[Fade Out]
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 | - |
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 | - |
| D5 | Aadd11 | Gsus2 |

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