Chords for Arctic Monkeys - Pretty Visitors Lyrics
Tempo:
84.7 bpm
Chords used:
F#
D
G#
C#
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bm]
[F#] [D]
Slugging through the [F#] morning, the slug with a trampoline [D] under his arm.
Chip off your whiskers, so stop his [B] ajar.
But [A] the barking alarm waits, while the little [F#] laponi is churned.
And the plow and the wheels all struggle to move round in your muddy mind.
[B] Latently caked out and willing to wind.
The poor prick of time, [D] so he sits on [F#] the springs, with a lump of bone dry.
[C#] [F#] Where the pretty visitors [D] came and laid their arms [F#] and cast
[D] [F#]
[A] [D] [G#] [F#]
the [C#] shadow of [D] a snake pit on the wall.
What came first, [F#] the chicken or the dickhead?
Restless sleep reaps rewards [B] from ill-fitting forces.
While at war, she's a go on a walk.
You get her [D] start running [F#] and your head gets caught.
Calloping that tedious family place, part of the reasonably fine age.
Both on the undertaking, you'll have [B] to slip away.
I'm unhappy to say.
Behold, there's a crook in the hammock.
Please.
Where the pretty visitors [D] came and laid [G#] their arms [F#] and cast
[C#m] the shadow of [D] a snake pit on the [G#] wall.
[F#] Oh, the pretty visitors [D] came and laid their [G#] arms and [F#] cast
the shadow [D] of a snake pit [G#] [F#] on the wall.
[C#] [D]
[F#] [A#]
[Bm]
[F#]
[C#]
[C#] [F#]
[F] [C#]
[D] Behold, [F#] there's a crook [C#] in the hammock. Please.
Cruelly [F#] with the base of the scales and fiddles with the [F#] feet
on the balancing act, gagged bound and cracked in a sail.
[E] Trailing rats in a [A#] gasp.
[D] Cruelly with the base of the scales and fucking fiddles with the feet
on the balancing act, she was gagged bound and cracked in a sail.
Trailing rats in a gasp.
[G#] [F#] Oh, the pretty visitors [D] came and laid their arms [F#] and cast
the shadow [D] of a snake pit on the [G#] wall.
[F#] Oh, the pretty visitors [D] came and laid their arms [F#] and cast
the [D] shadow of a snake pit [G#] [F#] on the wall.
[E]
[F#] [D]
Slugging through the [F#] morning, the slug with a trampoline [D] under his arm.
Chip off your whiskers, so stop his [B] ajar.
But [A] the barking alarm waits, while the little [F#] laponi is churned.
And the plow and the wheels all struggle to move round in your muddy mind.
[B] Latently caked out and willing to wind.
The poor prick of time, [D] so he sits on [F#] the springs, with a lump of bone dry.
[C#] [F#] Where the pretty visitors [D] came and laid their arms [F#] and cast
[D] [F#]
[A] [D] [G#] [F#]
the [C#] shadow of [D] a snake pit on the wall.
What came first, [F#] the chicken or the dickhead?
Restless sleep reaps rewards [B] from ill-fitting forces.
While at war, she's a go on a walk.
You get her [D] start running [F#] and your head gets caught.
Calloping that tedious family place, part of the reasonably fine age.
Both on the undertaking, you'll have [B] to slip away.
I'm unhappy to say.
Behold, there's a crook in the hammock.
Please.
Where the pretty visitors [D] came and laid [G#] their arms [F#] and cast
[C#m] the shadow of [D] a snake pit on the [G#] wall.
[F#] Oh, the pretty visitors [D] came and laid their [G#] arms and [F#] cast
the shadow [D] of a snake pit [G#] [F#] on the wall.
[C#] [D]
[F#] [A#]
[Bm]
[F#]
[C#]
[C#] [F#]
[F] [C#]
[D] Behold, [F#] there's a crook [C#] in the hammock. Please.
Cruelly [F#] with the base of the scales and fiddles with the [F#] feet
on the balancing act, gagged bound and cracked in a sail.
[E] Trailing rats in a [A#] gasp.
[D] Cruelly with the base of the scales and fucking fiddles with the feet
on the balancing act, she was gagged bound and cracked in a sail.
Trailing rats in a gasp.
[G#] [F#] Oh, the pretty visitors [D] came and laid their arms [F#] and cast
the shadow [D] of a snake pit on the [G#] wall.
[F#] Oh, the pretty visitors [D] came and laid their arms [F#] and cast
the [D] shadow of a snake pit [G#] [F#] on the wall.
[E]
Key:
F#
D
G#
C#
B
F#
D
G#
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ Slugging through the [F#] morning, the slug with a trampoline [D] under his arm.
Chip off your whiskers, so stop his [B] ajar.
But [A] the barking alarm waits, while the little [F#] laponi is churned.
And the plow and the wheels all struggle to move round in your muddy mind.
[B] Latently caked out and willing to wind.
The poor prick of time, [D] so he sits on [F#] the springs, with a lump of bone dry. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ [F#] _ _ Where the pretty visitors [D] came and laid their arms [F#] and cast _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[A] _ _ [D] _ _ [G#] _ _ [F#] _
the [C#] shadow of [D] a snake pit on the wall.
What came first, [F#] the chicken or the dickhead?
Restless sleep reaps rewards [B] from ill-fitting forces.
While at war, she's a go on a walk.
You get her [D] start running [F#] and your head gets caught.
Calloping that tedious family place, part of the reasonably fine age.
Both on the undertaking, you'll have [B] to slip away.
I'm unhappy to say.
Behold, there's a crook in the hammock.
Please.
Where the pretty visitors [D] came and laid [G#] their arms [F#] and cast
[C#m] the shadow of [D] a snake pit on the [G#] wall.
[F#] Oh, the pretty visitors [D] came and laid their [G#] arms and [F#] cast
the shadow [D] of a snake pit [G#] [F#] on the _ _ wall. _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [D] _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [A#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
[D] Behold, [F#] there's a crook [C#] in the hammock. Please.
Cruelly [F#] with the base of the scales and fiddles with the [F#] feet
on the balancing act, gagged bound and cracked in a sail.
[E] Trailing rats in a [A#] gasp.
[D] Cruelly with the base of the scales and fucking fiddles with the feet
on the balancing act, she was gagged bound and cracked in a sail.
Trailing rats in a gasp.
_ [G#] [F#] Oh, the pretty visitors [D] came and laid their arms [F#] and cast
the shadow [D] of a snake pit on the [G#] wall.
[F#] Oh, the pretty visitors [D] came and laid their arms [F#] and cast
the [D] shadow of a snake pit [G#] [F#] on the wall. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ Slugging through the [F#] morning, the slug with a trampoline [D] under his arm.
Chip off your whiskers, so stop his [B] ajar.
But [A] the barking alarm waits, while the little [F#] laponi is churned.
And the plow and the wheels all struggle to move round in your muddy mind.
[B] Latently caked out and willing to wind.
The poor prick of time, [D] so he sits on [F#] the springs, with a lump of bone dry. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ [F#] _ _ Where the pretty visitors [D] came and laid their arms [F#] and cast _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[A] _ _ [D] _ _ [G#] _ _ [F#] _
the [C#] shadow of [D] a snake pit on the wall.
What came first, [F#] the chicken or the dickhead?
Restless sleep reaps rewards [B] from ill-fitting forces.
While at war, she's a go on a walk.
You get her [D] start running [F#] and your head gets caught.
Calloping that tedious family place, part of the reasonably fine age.
Both on the undertaking, you'll have [B] to slip away.
I'm unhappy to say.
Behold, there's a crook in the hammock.
Please.
Where the pretty visitors [D] came and laid [G#] their arms [F#] and cast
[C#m] the shadow of [D] a snake pit on the [G#] wall.
[F#] Oh, the pretty visitors [D] came and laid their [G#] arms and [F#] cast
the shadow [D] of a snake pit [G#] [F#] on the _ _ wall. _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [D] _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [A#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
[D] Behold, [F#] there's a crook [C#] in the hammock. Please.
Cruelly [F#] with the base of the scales and fiddles with the [F#] feet
on the balancing act, gagged bound and cracked in a sail.
[E] Trailing rats in a [A#] gasp.
[D] Cruelly with the base of the scales and fucking fiddles with the feet
on the balancing act, she was gagged bound and cracked in a sail.
Trailing rats in a gasp.
_ [G#] [F#] Oh, the pretty visitors [D] came and laid their arms [F#] and cast
the shadow [D] of a snake pit on the [G#] wall.
[F#] Oh, the pretty visitors [D] came and laid their arms [F#] and cast
the [D] shadow of a snake pit [G#] [F#] on the wall. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _