Cifra de For Whom The Belly Tolls - Los Campesinos!
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Primeiro acorde: Bb 5 acordes identificados
INTRO: Bb Dm C F (x4)
verse 1
Bb Dm C F
May I have a moment please, before the guillotine, to lament on her wet hair
Bb Dm C F
Tousled over her left shoulder wearing a Corfu t-shirt she took as her nightwear
Bb Dm C F
I could slip on my own salt sobs seeking the cold embrace of the fridge freezer aisle
Bb Dm C F
Catwalk into the dog pound, now with my flesh wounds dressed to spring-summer style
[Refrão]
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
For who the tap drips dry and the bath water runs cold
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
For who all time ticks by until one joke becomes old
verse 2
Bb Dm C F
There is beauty in the world, I've been told by people I've nothing but trust in
Bb Dm C F
Piled up with the cotton buds, among the toothpicks, inside the dark of the dustbin
Bb Dm C F
Waited outside of "Jersey Boys" for what seemed like a year, a life lived in the vestibule
Bb Dm C F
Scout yourself as a one-man team, you're a one club man denied a testimonial
Bridge
Gm F
(No knot in the waistband)
F
Persuade me to give up and leave quietly
Gm F
(No reason to grandstand)
F
File me alongside the obscene
Gm
It's 7:20 Monday morning
F
I look to the man with no suit for a warning
If open to reason/collusion
May the way that I go be regrettable, gruesome
In exchange for one thing: "I beg do not take me today"
F Bb Dm C F
Babbling "please let me stay"
[Refrão]
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
For who the tap drips dry and the bath water runs cold
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
For who all time ticks by until one joke becomes old
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
For who the tap drips dry and the bath water runs cold
Bb Dm
For whom the belly tolls
C F
For whom the belly tolls