King Medicine Jets to Brazil
Intro:
E--D-B-C#m-E--D-B-C#m-A--Am-- x2
E-- x2
Verse 1:
[E] know that you'll [D]soon
go [B]crazy[E] just like a
[D]whitt[B]ling stick[A] hit by
the coming daylight[Am] cut
up in a quick succession
[E] a pointed con[D]fession
[B]really[E] stripped of [D]all
your [B]armor[A] down to your
very nature[Am] beneath
the haze and vapor [E]gaze[E]
Verse 2:
[E] you're such a [D]willing
s[B]tick to[E] beckon that
[D]wanting [B]knife you've
been[A] looking for it
[Am] the right blade all
your [E]life saying [D]who's
gonna [B]cut me[E] down to a
[D]size that [B]suits me?
[A] is there a worthy
sculptor[Am] among all
you fine young [E]knives?
Refrain 1:
[D] it's enough to make
you take your [A]head
and [B]put it [A]on a [E]shelf
[D] to cut the heart out
from your [A]chest
now they'll [B]come
for [A]that as [E]well
Chorus 1:
[F#m]tell me how you do
that crazy [Am]trick
where you walk
around as[E]leep
[F#m]save it for your
doctor friend the
[Am]one who keeps you
under lock and [E]key[E]
Verse 3:
[E] you'll soon go s[D]creaming
[B]like a[E] bargain basement
[D]luna[B]tic who's[A] not so
specialized that[Am] they
couldn't just replace
you[E] why don't [D]you start
[B]crying[E] for all that
[D]you've got [B]left here
[A] why don't you stop
dying[Am] before you
go and get it [E]right
Refrain 2:
[D] now you're selling off
the [A]house so [B]you can
[A]buy the [E]farm[D] you cut
the heart out from
your [A]chest to let the
[B]light in [A]through your [E]arm
Chorus 2:
[F#m]tell me how you do
that crazy [Am]trick
where you walk
around as[E]leep
[F#m]save it for your
doctor friend the
[Am]one who keeps you
under lock and [E]key
Refrain 3:
[D] it's enough to make you
take your [A]head and [B]put
it [A]in a [E]bag[D] to cut the
teeth out at the [A]pink
now there's [B]nothing
[A]in the [E]bag[E] [C#m] [B] [A]
Interlude: C#m--A--F#m--A-- x2
Outro:
[C#m] foul weather [A]friend you
are so [F#m]dying an amateur
[A]chemist now[C#m] king medi[A]cine
when is it [F#m]perfect? where
is it [A]leading you? there
is no [C#m]cure only re[A]prieve
some fleeting [F#m]joy posing
as [A]balance nothing is
[C#m]sure so every four
[A]hours king medi[F#m]cine
A(hold)
this subject loves you
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