A Heat Rash In The Shape Of The Show Me State Or Letters From Me To Charlotte - Los Campesinos!
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based partially on their tiny desk: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qPEeYKJ6im0
but mainly on the studio version: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y4dTNNU9bdg
my best guess at how Tom plays some of these chords:
F: x-8-10-10-10-8
F/Bb: 6-x-10-10-10-x
F/C: 8-x-10-10-10-x
[Intro]
F Dm
[Verse 1]
She'd a bruise so black they watched it fade through the full spectrum of colours
They kept it like a pet, a private joke they told no others
And oh, how the tissue repaired and how it turned to yellow
And she found it disgusting, 'cause it didn't match her clothing
Dm F Dm F Dm F Dm
He said that it's not yellow, it's go-o-olden
[Chorus]
F/Bb F F/Bb F F/Bb F F/Bb F
F/Bb F F/Bb F F/Bb
[Interlude]
F F/Bb
[Verse 2]
They promised they'd be best of friends from now until forever
But both were far too needy not to fall for the other
And how the frequent public displays of sisterly affection
They left her feeling safe, left him with an erection
[Chorus]
F/Bb F F/Bb F F/Bb F F/Bb F
F/Bb F F/Bb F F/Bb
[Interlude]
F F/Bb
[Verse 3]
F Dm
As stiff as starched, only perceptible as her middle was still bra-anded
With a heat rash in the perfect shape of the Show-Me State
Your come-on lines sound disastrous
Noise more foreboding than volcano or earthquake
[Chorus]
F F/C F/Bb F F
Shout into the wind, this'll never be the same
F F/C F/Bb F F
Shout into the wind, this'll never be the same
[Interlude]
F F/Bb
[Verse 4]
F
"They appropriated everything we ever loved
And dressed it up in quotations and fluff
And I had a dream, though said with hand in pockets
I mean it hand on heart, you held a gun to his head
Dm Gm Gm F
Pressed your thumbs to her throat," in these le-tters
Dm Gm F
Letters from me to Charlotte
[Chorus]
F F/C F/Bb F F
Shout into the wind, this'll never be the same
F F/C F/Bb F F
Shout into the wind, this'll never be the same
[Outro]
F F/Bb
F F/Bb F F/Bb
F