Cifra de Fly Boy Bluelunette - Elbow
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Gm
It's a lethal ballet
Air traffic congestion
I'm having a baby
Second thoughts, scotch, dinner and
D
Someone?s dancing on the box
A former MP and no one?s watching
My oldest friends are a serious habit
Fly boy blue, so bring your faces
D
Home to my sweet trampoline
And acres of crash site love
Gm
D
Someone?s dancing on the box
A former MP and no one?s watching
My oldest friends are a serious habit
Fly boy blue, so bring your faces
D
Home to my sweet trampoline
And acres of crash site love
Gm D Eb D
Gm
Presidential delays
Suppose I'm just lucky
l'm having a shindig
Me, Red Bob and The Ivory Host
And someone?s shouting on the box
A chinless prefect gone Godzilla
My newest friends have forgotten my name
But so have I so far so good and home
D
You and me trampoline
And oceans of crash site love
Gm D Eb D
Lunette
G major, 3/4, 140bpm
C G Em D (3x)
C
What can be said of the cigarettes smoked
A prop for a joke or a mark on the clock
If I stopped would the bus ever come
Would the dawn ever kiss me forgivingly knowing what?s done
Would the drivel make scribble, make sense and then song
Would the woodbines denied black another man?s lungs
Perverse as it may sound I sometimes believe
The tip to my lips just reminds me to breathe
C
What can be said of the whiskey and wine
G
Random abandon or ballast for joy
That was scuppered with trust little more than a boy
And besides I'm in excellent company
I'm reaching the age when decisions are made
on the life and the liver and I'm sure, last ditch
that I'll ask for more time, but Mother forgive me
I still want a bottle of good Irish whiskey
And a bundle of smokes in my grave
But there isn?t words yet for the comfort I get
From the gentle lunette at the top of the nape
of the neck that I wake to
And where are the words for the leap in my chest
When mischief appears either side of the scar
on your nose, made by a rose thorn
So you claim, by a rose thorn