Chords for Crooked Spoons
Tempo:
108.5 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Dbm
Bbm
A
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[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?
How's it going to make you think you're not right?
[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.
I sleep with you, fucking you, the way we sleep.
I sleep with you, the way you sleep.
[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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[Em] [E]
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[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?
How's it going to make you think you're not right?
[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.
I sleep with you, fucking you, the way we sleep.
I sleep with you, the way you sleep.
[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
[N] [A]
[A]
[Em] [E]
[A]
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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?
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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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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?
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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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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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