Biffy Clyro – Sounds like Balloons
D and Em-chords in the chorus are just played as octaves
Capo 1.Bund
Ancient Rome
Am
We built that fucker stone by stone
F
Our fingers bled, our feet were worn
Dm
But we stayed strong and carried on
Am
Come on in
Do you want to touch my bulbous head?
F
With features wrapped and stretched to death
Dm
A tiny nose is all that's left
Am G Dm (Harp)
This is not
Am G Dm (Harp)
For your entertainment
C (D Em)
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
Am
It blows on, and on, and on, and on
C (D Em)
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
C
Continues on
Am
The basement's gone
Am
It seems they've dug up all our land
F
The world was lowered man by man
Dm
Let's move the sky and not join hands
Am
Ancient Rome
Am
We built that fucker stone by stone
F
Our fingers bled, our feet were worn
Dm
But we stayed strong and carried on
Am G Dm
This is not
Am G Dm
For your entertainment
C (D Em)
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
Am
It blows on, and on, and on, and on
C (D Em)
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
C
Continues on
Dm Am
Life still sounds like balloons
C
You chew and you chew and chew
F
Your teeth crumble to the floor
Dm
It's where they lay, it's where they lay
Am
The past never really dies
C
I don't think we even try
F
There's no difference from
Dm
Where we wake or where we die
Dm Am C F 2x
Dm Am
Balloons
Am C
Balloons
C F
Balloons
C (D Em)
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
Am
It blows on, and on, and on, and on
C
The land at the end of our toes
F
Goes on, and on, and on, and on
G
The sand at the core of our bones
C
Continues on