Chords for Adam Green - Give Them A Token

_ _ _ _ Beauty is truth, _ truth is beauty.
Wait, who said that?
That's a quote from John Ossoff's.
That is all you know, need to know.
Wait.
Beauty is truth, truth is beauty.
Oh!
_ It's a_
Ode to a Grecian Urn.
By Keats. _ _
Yeah, patents and suck it.
_ This is going in the Met!
[C#m] Disappear [D] in complete [A] disarray. _
_ [C#m] Reaffirm [D] what our [Bm] grandfather says.
[A] Love the [C#m] kisses that I'll be sending [B]
[A] you.
Play the [C#m] rhythm that I'm pretending to.
[A] Take the time [C#m] to find out why I [D] bowed out.
I was flat on my [Bm] own, my darling.
[D] Fought the [Bm] lessons of grace for so [A] long.
[C#m] When your trip's [D] only five [A] meters long.
And [C#m] you find [D] you've been grown [Bm] all along.
[F#m] _
Join the [C#m] living in noxious _ [A]
lullabies.
Only sleeping [C#m] cabrones could _ [A]
sympathize.
Only they could [C#m] forget their [D] consciousness.
I was flat [Bm] on my own, my darling.
[D] _
Fought the lessons [Bm] of grace for so [A] long.
You can't stop laughing [C#m] if you can't stop falling.
[F#]
Makes you wonder [C#] whether he [G#] is calling.
[Bm]
Give him a token, [E] give him a token [A] to play.
[Bm] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [A]
Don't stop springing [C#m] when I play your number.
[F#]
No bad loving [C#] could pervade [F#] my slumber.
[Bm]
Give him a token, [E] give him a token [A] to play.
[F#] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _
[C#m] Minor love can [D] be shorn like [A] a scar. _
Fairy tales are [D] beheld to [Bm] depart.
[A] You can't stop laughing [C#m] if you can't stop falling.
[F#]
Makes you wonder whether he is calling.
[Bm]
Give him a token, [E] give him a token [A] to play.
[Bm] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ [A] _ _ _ _
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