Even an ugly man

Wonderful and sad

Anger as beauty

No reason to cry out your eyes (on the highway tonight)

Tonight romanticize the automobile

The future language of slaves

Smoke baby

Autumn's here

Mexico

 

 

FM7

     What jesus can't fix tonight

C

     The whiskey certainly might

FM7                                                         C

     I must have said the lord's prayer 65 times                

                                 Am

And thought of your face

                   G

Our infinite grace

               Am

All of the ways to behold you

                              G

Until the tide will I wait

 

C

    Even an ugly man

G    

    Could kiss your lips

                        F(M7)

As if they were his to demand of

                                     Am               G

Or his to destroy like a lover of a demon (x 2)

 

(Pareil couplet refrain)

What loving won't fix tonight

The whiskey certainly might

I must have whispered your name 65 times

My lips on your face

In our infinite grace

All of those ways to behold you

Until the tide will I wait

Wait

 

Even an ugly man

Could kiss your lips

As if they were his to demand of

Or his to destroy like a lover of a demon (x 4)

 

 

 Intro : Em

 

D                                                           C

    I wish the telephone had not been invented

         G                         

Cause I keep picking it up to say

            D                 

Stupid things to you

 

       Am

The rain has stopped for now

                             G

But I know it's not ended

 

D                           

   No sense in trying

I cannot be protected

   

C   

   No sense in worrying

I can't be protected

 

D

   No sense in trying

I cannot be protected

 

C    

   Yeah

 

 

Em                   D

Wonderful and sad

               Am

How can you be so

G

Wonderful

 

I wish that happiness could just be pretended

The closest thing to that is

A bottle of whiskey dear

 

I'd write a letter home

But I don't know where to send it

 

No sense in trying

I cannot be protected

No sense in worrying

I can't be protected

No sense in trying

I cannot be protected

 

Wonderful and sad

How can you be so

Wonderful (x 2)

 

No sense in trying

I cannot be protected

No sense in worrying

I can't be protected

 

Wonderful and sad

How can you be so

Wonderful (x 2)

 

 

Am...

 

Am 

Gather at the church

Say a quiet prayer

                              F

Hold each other's hands

                             C             G

Praying that you might be there

                        Am

In honesty and peace

                      F                  Dm

With the whispers of your god

                        F       Dm

Falling on your ear

                        Am

Falling on your ear

 

Melt your silver down

Kiss your lover's face

The sirens start to sound

And you're caught up in the only place

Where the honesty of fear

Makes a battle like a song

Falling on your ears

Falling on your ears

                         F

This is anger as beauty

               C 

Anger as beauty

              Dm

Anger as beauty

                         F

This is anger as beauty

                C 

Anger as beauty

               Dm

Anger as beauty

 

Fighter soul alive

In a whiskey fueled rage

The tears burn in your eyes

The saddest of the souls to save

Sings lovely in its fear

With a voice that's

Broken/strong

Falling on your ears

Falling on your ears

 

This is anger as beauty

Anger as beauty

Anger as beauty

This is anger as beauty

Anger as beauty

Anger as beauty (x 2)

 

Dm...

                          Bm

Lover don't you wait

Lover you'll be safe

                                    G

Strangest quiet in the streets

                           D

Fighters for the love

        A

Dug deep

                                 Bm

They're under paved ports

                             G  Em

Gently lifting up a song

                         G        Em

Falling on your ears                     

                        Bm

Falling on your ears

                          G

This is anger as beauty

               D

Anger as beauty

               Em

Anger as beauty...

 

 

F, Csus*, Bb

 

                 F               Csus

The brake lights

                         Bb

Are really quite lovely

F                               Csus

Thousands of souls

                     Bb

All Stopping together

            F

On the highway tonight

                  Csus                            Bb

There's no reason to cry out your eyes (x 2)

 

The city

Starts fading behind us

Thousands of souls

Wishing things were better

 

Sadness

Is waiting to happen

For people like us

Not sure where they're going

 

On the highway tonight

There's no reason to cry out your eyes (x 2)

 

C

Watching the fading

Bb

Watch everything go by

Everything go by

Everything go by

C

Watching the fading

Bb

Watch everything go by

Everything go by

 

Sadness

Is waiting to happen

But we have our eyes

Set dead on the ocean

 

On the highway tonight

There's no reason to cry out your eyes

(on the highway)...

 

* : 033010

 

 

Intro : Am        

 

            F         Dm

 

                    F

And we kiss alone

In the parked car

At least I think so

               Dm

There's a flashlight waving

Out somewhere

You can see it down the road

                 F

And the saddest part

Is that we mean so well

Don't want to hurt nothing

                        Dm

Don't want to hurt

This fragile love we know

Cause there is nothing left to hold

                   F

And we prayed that night

And you said to me

"don't you worry baby

         Dm

The worst has come and the worst will go

and there's nothing we don't know"

         F

I'll believe you then

But you know me

And I, I always think the worst

Dm

     So be satisfied

And it's hard but i'll try

 

Am                 F                 Dm               Am

     To not romanticize the automobile (x 2)

 

              F

So come with me then

By the lakeside

Smell the death there

                     Dm

Where a plane did fall

And boat sunk too

You'll be terrified to know

               F

That I fantasize

About a way to die

Nothing glorified

                  Dm

Someone falls asleep

On a late night road

Like a mercy for us both

          F

I'll believe you then

But you know me

And I, I always think the worst

Dm

   So be satisfied

And it's hard but i'll try

 

Am                F                     Dm            Am

     To not romanticize the automobile (x 3)

 

        F

I'll believe you then

But you know me

And I, I always think the worst

 

 

Dm   

     So be satisfied

And it's hard but i'll try

 

 

Am                F                     Dm              Am

     To not romanticize the automobile...

 

 

 

C#m

 

G#m

 

F#m

 

B

 

C#m                     G#m

Come, come over here

                 F#m    B   

Whisper into my ear

C#m                              G#m

Don't, don't waste your breath

                 F#m

On anyone else

      B

But me

       C#m

And warm

                     G#m

Your body in bed

                   F#m              C#m

Let us wake up and talk a while

 

C#m                G#m

I, I tell you i'm scared

                   F#m

I tell you i'd fight for

     B

Us both

C#m                              G#m

But you come from the town

                             F#m       B

Where ghandi was born

      C#m            G#m

You say I always tough

                  F#m

When I get drunk

                          B

So why don't we pray

 

                  C#m

Whispering the

                              G#m

Future language of slaves

                              F#m

Future language of slaves

                              B

Future language of slaves

 

C#m         G#m

I should rejoice

                  F#m          B

Maybe give voice to a song

      C#m                                          G#m

For what brought me here to your arms

                      F#m         B

Into your painfully true love

C#m                  G#m

And god maybe close

               F#m

God only knows

              B

Really to say

       C#m                          G#m               F#m

And what, what would we do in our last moments

    B

In time

 

C#m                            G#m

Would, would we make love

              F#m                      B

Or make haste to a mobile phone

C#m                      G#m

Or would we break bread

                                    F#m

Drink the blood that is shed

                           B

And pray to our god

 

                  C#m

Whispering the

                              G#m

Future language of slaves

                              F#m

Future language of slaves

                              B

Future language of slaves

 

                  C#m

Whispering the

                              G#m

Future language of slaves

                              F#m

Future language of slaves

                              B

Future language of slaves

 

etc...

 

 

F#m Bm

F#m Bm C#

 

F#m

In your underclothes

You went out for a smoke

Bm

I call you in

Just before the storm begins

F#m

Your last breath of smoke

You let out in the room

Bm

It makes a cloud

Like the greyist

C#

Perfect plume

 

F#m

Smoke baby, smoke baby

More alcohol baby

Bm

Cocaine in Montreal

And back out on a plane baby

F#m

An early flight will leave

And on it will be me

Bm

I'll be half asleep

C#

And you'll get up at three

 

F#m                                    Bm

(Who gave you time to cry? Who gave you time to find yourself?)

 

F#m

Casual as a light

Flickers before it's night

Bm

Sadness comes

And the daylight turns and runs

F#m

As the sun is setting you'll be betting

I'll be getting through

Bm

I'll find a payphone baby

C#

And take a minute to talk to you

 

F#m

Smoke baby, smoke baby

More alcohol baby

Bm

Cocaine in Montreal

And back out on a plane baby

F#m

An early flight will leave

And on it will be me

Bm

I'll be half asleep

C#            

                

And you'll get up at three

 

F#m                                    Bm

(Who gave you time to cry? Who gave you time to find yourself?)

F#m                                    Bm

(Who gave you time to cry? Who gave you time to find yourself?)

 

(F#m)

And I have never felt

Quite this close to hell

Bm

All this rock and roll baby

Only time will tell

F#m

But we're young now, having fun now

On the town now, Get around now

Bm

It's fine for now

But someday we'll settle down

C#

But not now, baby

 

F#m

Smoke baby, smoke baby

More alcohol baby

Bm

Cocaine in Montreal

And back out on a plane baby

F#m

An early flight will leave

And on it will be me

Bm

I'll be half asleep

C#                                      F#m      

And you'll get up at three

 

E

(Somewhere on the outside.)

 

Bm                                    F#m                                     E

(Who gave you time to cry? And time to find yourself?)

 

 

             G              D

You can tell by the wind

                   Am

By fresh cut wood

                      C

All stacked to dry

                       G

That autumn's here

                     D

It makes you sad

                 Am

About the crumby

                   C

Summer we had

                         G

With pine trees creeking

                  D

The raven's screeching

                   Am                         C

Just like the story my grandma tells

                      G

About when a bird

               D

Hits your window

                      Am

And someone you know

                  C

Is about to die

 

               G

Autumn's here

               D

Autumn's here

        Am                     C

It's OK if you want to cry

                G

Cause autumn's here

                D

Autumn's here

                Am      C

Autumn's here

 

              G

So find a sweater

                     D

And you'll be better

               Am                       C

Until the kindling is tinder dry

                 G

We can be quiet

                 D

As we walk down

                 Am

To see the graveyard

                        C

Where they are now

               G

I wonder how

                                D

They brought their piano

                   Am

To haldane hill

                     C

From old berlin

                  G

Be hard to keep it

           D

Well in tune

                    Am

With winters like the one

          C

That's coming soon

 

                          G

Cause autumn's here

                D

Autumn's here

                   Am

It's time to cry now

                 C

Autumn's here

                G

Autumn's here

              D

Autumn's here

           Am

It's OK if you want to cry

                          C

Cause autumn's here

 

Bb

 

C

 

Bb

 

C

 

                   G

I think that ghosts like

                   D

The cooler weather

                             Am

When leaves turn colour

                  C

They get together

                G

And walk along these

                        D

These old back roads

                      Am

Where no one lives

                           C

And, and no one goes

                      G

With all their hopes set

           D

On the railway

                  Am

That never came

     C

So no one stayed

  G

I guess that autumn

        D

Gets you remembering

            Am

And the smallest things

                       C

Just make you cry

 

               G

Autumn's here

               D

Autumn's here

               Am        C

Autumn's here...

                         G

Cause Autumn's here

                  D

It's time to cry

               Am

Autumn's here

                 C

Wooh ooh ooh

                         G

Cause Autumn's here

        D

It's OK now

                Am       C

Autumn's here

 

etc...

 

 

C                            G                    Am

I'm tired of all the snow and the cold

F                                C                        G

I think that I might take us both to Mexico

C                      G                     Am

The term is now we're getting old

F                                       C              G

We should just hop on a plane to Mexico

 

                     F                        C

Wear some flowers in your hair

                        F                                 C

Dug from the dirt there would be a prayer

                 F                     C          G

Oh, we'll all take time to die in Mexico

 

C....

 

F

In Mexico

                        C                       G

Where the warmth can be a healing

F

In Mexico

              Am                        G

Oh the ocean breathes a feeling

F

In Mexico

                   C                       G

Where our body's unconcealing

F                    Am      G

In Mexico       oh...........

  

I'm tired of seing you

Bundled up in all those clothes

I think we might look sexier

In Mexico

  

But it's the sadness of being where

Confessions are made to bear

All the darkness and the light

That we both know

  

But in Mexico

Where the warmth can be a healing

In Mexico

Oh the ocean breathes a feeling

In Mexico

Where our body's unconcealing

In Mexico

  

We'll all take time to die in Mexico 

 

Merci à JM, JC, François et Johan