Chords for Crooked Spoons
Tempo:
108.5 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[Abm] Take me down [Bb]
[B] with a baptized [Bb] hand!
So that he can stop!
Suffering's my last rites, mama!
make [D] [Bbm] love!
So they say I killed the man, so they say I took his head,
[Bb] and only one got his children.
they [Dbm] ever did in this life [A] is let him live.
[B] with a baptized [Bb] hand!
So that he can stop!
Suffering's my last rites, mama!
make [D] [Bbm] love!
So they say I killed the man, so they say I took his head,
[Bb] and only one got his children.
they [Dbm] ever did in this life [A] is let him live.
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[Abm] Take me down [Bb] _ _
_ _ [B] with a baptized [Bb] hand! _ _ _ _ _
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So that he can stop! _
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_ _ _ _ Suffering's my last rites, mama!
_ _ [Dbm] Let's make [D] _ _ [Bbm] love! _
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So they say I killed the man, so they say I took his head,
[C] so they say he was a scourge [Bb] and only one got his children.
The best thing they [Dbm] ever did in this life [A] is let him live.
[Bbm] Digging for three hours, [Db] oh, how many times we say ourselves!
[Bb] Cooking spoons on every wall, genocide runs the floor.
[Ab] Take these needles and a [G] burp, smear and sin, and we're_
[Bb] _ _ _ _ How's it going to make you think you're not right?
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_ _ How's it going to make you think you're not right? _ _
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[Dbm] _ Listen, [Bbm] my _ _ world. _ _
We feed them [Bb] to little boys, let them [Db] sleep, I need some [Eb] more.
Noses made of human [Gm] hair, bodies falling from thin [Bb] air.
We teach them simple, bit and [Dbm] true, this is it, we're through with [Bbm] you.
Choose me to lose [Db] my mind, I'll wake the brain and call him whore.
[Bb] Cooking spoons on every wall, genocide runs the floor.
[Ab] Take these needles and a burp, [G] smear and sin, and [Bb] we're_ _ _ _
How's it going to make you think you're not right?
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_ _ _ How's it going to make you think you're not right? _ _
_ [Db] _ Take me where the [Bb] baptized draw. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ I sleep with you, fucking you, the way we sleep.
I sleep with you, the way _ _ _ _ _ you sleep. _ _ _
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
My lips are kissed with_
[Bb] _nine
inches of [Bb] wine. _
_ How's it going to make you think you're not right? _ _ _
_ _ How's _ _ it going to make you think you're not right?
_ _ _ The smell _ of your lips is turning light, sunny.
In your eyes, they do my face, shallow, hollow, and flaccid.
I _ _ _ sleep with you, fucking you, the way we_
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[Abm] Take me down [Bb] _ _
_ _ [B] with a baptized [Bb] hand! _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
So that he can stop! _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Suffering's my last rites, mama!
_ _ [Dbm] Let's make [D] _ _ [Bbm] love! _
_ _ _ _ _
So they say I killed the man, so they say I took his head,
[C] so they say he was a scourge [Bb] and only one got his children.
The best thing they [Dbm] ever did in this life [A] is let him live.
[Bbm] Digging for three hours, [Db] oh, how many times we say ourselves!
[Bb] Cooking spoons on every wall, genocide runs the floor.
[Ab] Take these needles and a [G] burp, smear and sin, and we're_
[Bb] _ _ _ _ How's it going to make you think you're not right?
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_ _ How's it going to make you think you're not right? _ _
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[Dbm] _ Listen, [Bbm] my _ _ world. _ _
We feed them [Bb] to little boys, let them [Db] sleep, I need some [Eb] more.
Noses made of human [Gm] hair, bodies falling from thin [Bb] air.
We teach them simple, bit and [Dbm] true, this is it, we're through with [Bbm] you.
Choose me to lose [Db] my mind, I'll wake the brain and call him whore.
[Bb] Cooking spoons on every wall, genocide runs the floor.
[Ab] Take these needles and a burp, [G] smear and sin, and [Bb] we're_ _ _ _
How's it going to make you think you're not right?
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ How's it going to make you think you're not right? _ _
_ [Db] _ Take me where the [Bb] baptized draw. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ I sleep with you, fucking you, the way we sleep.
I sleep with you, the way _ _ _ _ _ you sleep. _ _ _
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
My lips are kissed with_
[Bb] _nine
inches of [Bb] wine. _
_ How's it going to make you think you're not right? _ _ _
_ _ How's _ _ it going to make you think you're not right?
_ _ _ The smell _ of your lips is turning light, sunny.
In your eyes, they do my face, shallow, hollow, and flaccid.
I _ _ _ sleep with you, fucking you, the way we_
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