Chords for Conor Oberst - A Little Uncanny (Official Audio)
Tempo:
69.15 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
Gm
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [Gm] [G] [C]
[Am] [D] [Dm] [G]
[Gm] [G] [C]
[G] [D] [G]
You started drinking the Kool-Aid, [C] we were taking the bait.
[D] We were talking the big talk, [G] never playing it safe.
Looking good as Jane Fonda [C] on a Vietnam pink.
[D] Can't get something for nothing, [G] have to energize your base.
But [C] she was young enough, she was blonde enough, she was about a [G] perfect tan.
[C] Had millions of admirers, but not one [D] single friend.
[G] It's a little uncanny [C] what she managed to do.
[D] Become a symbol [C] for a pain she [G] never knew.
[Gm]
[G] [C]
[D] [G]
You know old Ronnie Reagan, [C] he was a shoe salesman's son.
[D] He got himself in movies, [G] he impressed everyone.
He thought trial by fire [C] was America's fate.
[D] Made a joke of the poor [G] people, and that made him a saint.
But [C] he was tan enough, he was rich enough, he was handsome [G] like John Wayne.
[C] And there was no one at the country club who [D] didn't feel the same.
[G] But it's a little uncanny [C] what he managed to do.
[D] Got me to read [C] those Russian authors [G] through and through.
[Gm]
[G] [C]
[D] [Am] [G]
I miss Christopher Hitchens, [C] I miss Oliver Sacks.
[D] I miss poor Robin Williams, [G] I miss Sylvia Platt.
Every morning's a desert, [C] every night is a flood.
[D] They say a party can kill you, [C] but [G] sometimes I wish it would.
But [C] I'll get strong enough, I'll be man enough to keep [G] myself in check.
[C] Cause all my friends that flew to town said that's what [D] they expect.
[G] But it's a little uncanny [C] what they managed to do.
[D] Made me admit to things [C] I knew [G] were never true.
[C] [Gm] [Em]
[D] [G] [Gm]
[G] [C] [D]
[C] [G] [C] [G]
[Am] [D] [Dm] [G]
[Gm] [G] [C]
[G] [D] [G]
You started drinking the Kool-Aid, [C] we were taking the bait.
[D] We were talking the big talk, [G] never playing it safe.
Looking good as Jane Fonda [C] on a Vietnam pink.
[D] Can't get something for nothing, [G] have to energize your base.
But [C] she was young enough, she was blonde enough, she was about a [G] perfect tan.
[C] Had millions of admirers, but not one [D] single friend.
[G] It's a little uncanny [C] what she managed to do.
[D] Become a symbol [C] for a pain she [G] never knew.
[Gm]
[G] [C]
[D] [G]
You know old Ronnie Reagan, [C] he was a shoe salesman's son.
[D] He got himself in movies, [G] he impressed everyone.
He thought trial by fire [C] was America's fate.
[D] Made a joke of the poor [G] people, and that made him a saint.
But [C] he was tan enough, he was rich enough, he was handsome [G] like John Wayne.
[C] And there was no one at the country club who [D] didn't feel the same.
[G] But it's a little uncanny [C] what he managed to do.
[D] Got me to read [C] those Russian authors [G] through and through.
[Gm]
[G] [C]
[D] [Am] [G]
I miss Christopher Hitchens, [C] I miss Oliver Sacks.
[D] I miss poor Robin Williams, [G] I miss Sylvia Platt.
Every morning's a desert, [C] every night is a flood.
[D] They say a party can kill you, [C] but [G] sometimes I wish it would.
But [C] I'll get strong enough, I'll be man enough to keep [G] myself in check.
[C] Cause all my friends that flew to town said that's what [D] they expect.
[G] But it's a little uncanny [C] what they managed to do.
[D] Made me admit to things [C] I knew [G] were never true.
[C] [Gm] [Em]
[D] [G] [Gm]
[G] [C] [D]
[C] [G] [C] [G]
Key:
G
C
D
Gm
Am
G
C
D
[G] _ [Gm] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [Am] _ _ [D] _ [Dm] _ [G] _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _
You _ started drinking the Kool-Aid, [C] we were taking the bait.
[D] We were talking the big talk, [G] never playing it safe.
Looking good as Jane Fonda [C] on a Vietnam pink.
[D] Can't get something for nothing, [G] have to energize your base.
But [C] she was young enough, she was blonde enough, she was about a [G] perfect tan.
[C] Had millions of admirers, but not one [D] single friend.
[G] _ It's a little uncanny [C] what she managed to do.
[D] Become a symbol [C] for a pain she [G] never knew.
[Gm] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ You know old Ronnie Reagan, _ [C] he was a shoe salesman's son.
[D] He got himself in movies, [G] he impressed everyone.
_ He thought trial by fire [C] was America's fate.
[D] Made a joke of the poor [G] people, and that made him a saint.
But [C] he was tan enough, he was rich enough, he was handsome [G] like John Wayne.
[C] And there was no one at the country club who [D] didn't feel the same.
[G] But it's a little uncanny [C] _ what he managed to do.
[D] Got me to read [C] those Russian authors [G] through and through.
[Gm] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [Am] _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ I miss Christopher Hitchens, [C] I miss Oliver Sacks.
[D] I miss poor Robin Williams, [G] I miss Sylvia Platt.
Every morning's a desert, [C] every night is a flood.
[D] They say a party can kill you, [C] but [G] sometimes I wish it would.
But [C] I'll get strong enough, I'll be man enough to keep [G] myself in check.
[C] Cause all my friends that flew to town said that's what [D] they expect.
[G] But it's a little uncanny [C] what they managed to do.
[D] Made me admit to things [C] I knew [G] were never true. _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ [Em] _
[D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
[G] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ [C] _ [G] _ [C] _ [G] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ [D] _ [Dm] _ [G] _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _
You _ started drinking the Kool-Aid, [C] we were taking the bait.
[D] We were talking the big talk, [G] never playing it safe.
Looking good as Jane Fonda [C] on a Vietnam pink.
[D] Can't get something for nothing, [G] have to energize your base.
But [C] she was young enough, she was blonde enough, she was about a [G] perfect tan.
[C] Had millions of admirers, but not one [D] single friend.
[G] _ It's a little uncanny [C] what she managed to do.
[D] Become a symbol [C] for a pain she [G] never knew.
[Gm] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ You know old Ronnie Reagan, _ [C] he was a shoe salesman's son.
[D] He got himself in movies, [G] he impressed everyone.
_ He thought trial by fire [C] was America's fate.
[D] Made a joke of the poor [G] people, and that made him a saint.
But [C] he was tan enough, he was rich enough, he was handsome [G] like John Wayne.
[C] And there was no one at the country club who [D] didn't feel the same.
[G] But it's a little uncanny [C] _ what he managed to do.
[D] Got me to read [C] those Russian authors [G] through and through.
[Gm] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [Am] _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ I miss Christopher Hitchens, [C] I miss Oliver Sacks.
[D] I miss poor Robin Williams, [G] I miss Sylvia Platt.
Every morning's a desert, [C] every night is a flood.
[D] They say a party can kill you, [C] but [G] sometimes I wish it would.
But [C] I'll get strong enough, I'll be man enough to keep [G] myself in check.
[C] Cause all my friends that flew to town said that's what [D] they expect.
[G] But it's a little uncanny [C] what they managed to do.
[D] Made me admit to things [C] I knew [G] were never true. _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ [Em] _
[D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
[G] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ [C] _ [G] _ [C] _ [G] _ _ _