Put Me In A Terror Pocket Arctic Monkeys

Put Me In A Terror Pocket

Arctic Monkeys

Erin

93
0:00 2:31
Accordage Standard (E A D G B E)
Signature rythmique 4/4
Tonalité: Bm
Capo:
Sans capo
Rythmique 1

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Paroles

[Intro]
| Bm | - | Bm | - |
| -  | - | Em | - |
| -  | - | Bm | - |
| -  | - |

[Pre-Verse]
         | F#m | G |
| Bm | - |

[Verse 1]
Bm
  He spoke a script
Dipped in the sort of talk to make you keep the gaze
It's all a trick
The slicked back slimy arms have got a war to wage
         Em
He's got a laugh like a crackling wire
And he wants to put the bite marks on you
Bm
He wants to put the bite marks on you
And he twists my guts

[Bridge]
       F#m               G                  Bm
As the only thing that's repelling as his invitations
        Em
Are his excuses
            Bm
And he said "I am the conductor
                          Bm
Put me in a terror pocket"

[Verse 2]
He did a stint
Master in a craft
He'd squint through his spectacle
He'd drop a dirty hint if he thinks that he could impress
you with the unacceptable
       Em
And he has turned through all the pages with his fingers
And covered them with goo
       Bm
And he wants to put the bite marks on you
He wants to put them on you and it hurts my back

[Bridge]
            F#m               G                        Bm
Because the only thing that's as heavy as the adoration
       Em                         Bm
Is the days of hanging out on his lawn
       Em                          Bm
And he spilled without a sounding alarm
       Em
And he frightened me to death
             Bm
When he said "I am the conductor
Put me in a terror pocket"

[Outro]
Bm Em
Bm           F#m               G                    Bm
  Cause he's trying to give me a ticket to a competition
      Em                          Bm
And I don't know why the odds are stacked
        Em                      Bm
As he's rolling out the running track

Mesures

[Intro]
| Bm | - | Bm | - |
| -  | - | Em | - |
| -  | - | Bm | - |
| -  | - |

[Pre-Verse]
         | F#m | G |
| Bm | - |

[Verse 1]
        | Bm | - |
| - | - | -  | - |
| - | - | Em | - |
| - | - | Bm | - |
| - | - |

He spoke a script
Dipped in the sort of talk to make you keep the gaze
It's all a trick
The slicked back slimy arms have got a war to wage
He's got a laugh like a crackling wire
And he wants to put the bite marks on you
He wants to put the bite marks on you
And he twists my guts

[Bridge]
          | F#m | G |
| Bm | Em | Bm  | - |
| Bm | -  | -   | - |
| -  | -  | -   | - |
| -  | -  | -   | - |

As the only thing that's repelling as his invitations
Are his excuses
And he said "I am the conductor
Put me in a terror pocket"

[Verse 2]
| Em | - | - | - |
| Bm | - | - | - |

He did a stint
Master in a craft
He'd squint through his spectacle
He'd drop a dirty hint if he thinks that he could impress
you with the unacceptable
And he has turned through all the pages with his fingers
And covered them with goo
And he wants to put the bite marks on you
He wants to put them on you and it hurts my back

[Bridge]
| F#m | G  | Bm | Em |
| Bm  | Em | Bm | Em |
| Bm  | -  |

Because the only thing that's as heavy as the adoration
Is the days of hanging out on his lawn
And he spilled without a sounding alarm
And he frightened me to death
When he said "I am the conductor
Put me in a terror pocket"

[Outro]
          | Bm  | -  |
| -  | -  | Em  | -  |
| -  | -  | Bm  | -  |
| -  | -  | F#m | G  |
| Bm | Em | Bm  | Em |
| Bm |

Cause he's trying to give me a ticket to a competition
And I don't know why the odds are stacked
As he's rolling out the running track

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