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Arctic Monkeys – “Potion Approaching”

Intro:
F#m G F#m G F#m
G F#m

G F#m G
I was biting the time zone,
F#m G F#m G
And we embellish the banks of our bloodstreams,
F#m G A
And threw caution to the colourful
G F#m G
And then we fell asleep in the car,
F#m G F#m G
Until the bumps woke me up in your grip
F#m G A
And the tide took me to your mouth,
G F#m G
And then swept me back down to your palms
F#m G A
It’s them that put me inside the reminder

G F#m
That yours is the only ocean,
A F#m
(Yours Is the only ocean)
A F#m
That I wanna swing from,
A F#m
Yours is the only ocean,
A
That I wanna hang on

F#m G F#m G
F#m G F#m

G F#m G
I’ve got this ego mechanic,
F#m G F#m G
She’s always trying to give me vitamins
F#m G A
Oh she’d be frightened of your reflection,
G F#m G
I preferred her as a cartoon
F#m G F#m G
If I could be someone else for a week,
F#m G A
I’d spend it chasing after you,
G F#m G
Cos she’s not shattering my attitude,
F#m G A
No matter how she folds the potion

G F#m
Yours is the only ocean,
A F#m
(Yours Is the only ocean)
A F#m
That I wanna swing from,
A F#m
Yours is the only ocean,
A F#m
That I want to hang on-…-to

A F#m A F#m
A F#m

A F#m
(I’m swinging on)

A F#m A F#m A F#m A

F#m A F#m A
Yours is the only ocean,
F#m A F#m A
Yours is the only ocean,
F#m A F#m A
Yours is the only ocean,
F#m A F#m A
Yours is the only ocean

F#m

E F#m
E F#m E F#m
E F#m E

F#m E F#m E
Potion approaching, shield your eyes,
F#m E F#m E
Potion approaching, visualize,
F#m E F#m E
Holding a token, swollen in size,
F#m E F#m
Potion approaching, shield your eyes

E
F#m G F#m G
F#m G F#m

G F#m G
Oh but if we’re gonna escape though,
F#m G F#m G
We really ought to think it through,
F#m G A G F#m
Would you like me to build you a go kart?

Arctic Monkeys – “Secret Door”

intro: Bb-Dm# x2

Bb Dm#
Fools On Parade
Gm
Cavort and carry on
Dm
The wait in lines,
Cm Dm
That you would rather be beside than infront of
Cm Dm
But shes never been the kind to be hollowed by the stares.

Gm-Dm-Bb
She swam out of tonights fantasm
Grabbed my hand and made it very clear
There’s absolutely nothing for us here
It’s a magnolia celebration to be attempted on a wednesday night
It’s better than to get a reputation for a miserable little tyke
Gm-Bb-Dm
At least thats the conclusion you came to in this overture

Dm Gm
The secret door swings behind us
Cm
shes saying nothing
Bb Dm
shes just wriggling along

Gm-Dm-Bb
Her arms were folded most indignant
Not looking like she was soon to leave
I had to squint in order to believe
and then like a pull and a push in on a bookshelf
I’m unveiling the unexpected
I was …
…stand corrected
Gm-Bb-Dm
How could such a creature survive in such a habitat

Dm Gm
The secret door swings behind us
Cm
She’s saying nothing
Gm Gm-Bb-Dm
She’s just wriggling along
Dm Gm
and even if they were to find us
Cm Dm
I wouldn’t notice, i’m completely occupied
F
at all the

Bb Dm#
Fools On Parade
Gm
Cavort and carry on
Dm
The wait in lines,
Cm Dm
That you would rather be beside than infront of
Cm F
But shes never been the kind to be hollowed by the stares.

Bb Dm#
Fools on parade
Gm
Frolic and f*ck about to make her gaze
Dm
Turn to a scribble on a page by a picture,
Cm Dm
That holds her options
Cm F
But you’re daft to think she’d care

Fools on parade
Fools on parade F
Fools on parade

Arctic Monkeys – “Crying Lightning”

A F A E
Sat in the café by the cracker factory,
A G C G#
He were practising a magic trick,
A F A E
And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed,
A G C G#
On the last of your pick and mix.

A F A E
Said your mistaken if you thinking that I am gun’ go cold before
A G C G#
As you bit into your strawberry lace,
A F A E
And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper,
A G C G#
Is all you have left and all is going to waste.

F Dm
Your past-times, consisted of the strange
Am
And twisted and deranged,
Am
And I love that little game you had called,
F Dm
Crying lightning,
Am
And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons.

A F A E
The next time that I caught my own reflection,
It was on it’s way to meet you,
A G C G#
Thinking of excuses to postpone.
A F A E
You never look like yourself from the side,
But your profile did not hide,
A G C G#
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne.
A F A E
With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache
A G C G#
Saw them, puff your chest out like you never lost a war.
A F A E
And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction
A G C G#
There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw.

F Dm
And your past-times, consisted of the strange,
Am
And twisted and deranged,
And I hate that little game you had called,
F Dm
Crying lightning,
Am
And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons.

F Dm
Uninviting,
Am
But not half as impossible as everyone assumes,
You are crying lightning.

A F A E
A G C G#
A F A E
A G C G#

F Dm
Your past-times, consisted of the strange,
Am
And twisted and deranged,
And I hate that little game you had called,
F Dm
Crying lightning,
Am
Crying lightning,
F Dm
Crying lightning,
Am
Crying lightning.
F Dm
Your past-times, consisted of the strange,
Am
And twisted and deranged,
And I hate that little game you had called,
F Dm
Cry-ing.

4:20

Tem que clicar na foto…

E o Of Montreal?

E já que tamos falando em Franz e em possíveis shows no Brasil, mais uma vez peço meu voto ao Of Montreal – que toca “Take Me Out” em alguns shows (não só, quase todo show deles tem um cover inusitado).