-*-*-*- The Race Horses -*-*-*- "NOBODY'S SON" -*-*-*- from FURNITURE -*-*-*- year 2012 -*-*-*-
Very nice song, beautiful lyrics and... only three chords!!
Here is the sequence: G - Am - C - G . It never changes.
VERSE:
G Am
Close skies, taking wages,
C G
from the ways that common go.
G Am
Of it's frightening, and it's loneness,
C G
and it's out there, searching and stare.
CHORUS:
(G) G
You've got to be [...], to hold it, to love it, to leave it,
Am C G
Or it won't belong (ahaaaa), to be someone's son, just like him.
VERSE:
G Am
Look out, all those faces,
C G
That conceal their crudest thoughts.
G Am
It's disgusting how alive them
C G
Can be trained to rip you apart.
CHORUS:
(G) G
You've got to be [...], to hold it, to love it, to leave it,
Am C G
Or it won't belong (ahaaaa), to be someone's son, just like him.
G
And yes it's creepy, cold, sweet home, sound the clickers,
Am C G
And it won't be long (ahaaaa), 'till he's no-one's son. And it's true.
VERSE (II):
G
I wanted to go, I wanted to fight.
Am
I wanted to get to the top of the white.
C G
I did what it could. Now it's through.
G
I wanted to crawl, I kneeled down to cry.
Am
I picked myself up, take a lot at the sky.
C G
I was given the room to see it through.
CHORUS [x2]:
(G) G
You've got to be [...], to hold it, to love it, to leave it,
Am C G
Or it won't belong (ahaaaa), to be someone's son, just like him.
G
And yes it's creepy, cold, sweet home, sound the clickers,
Am C G
And it won't be long (ahaaaa), 'till he's no-one's son. And it's true.
~ Repeat ~
(Last note G)
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