Chords for Lawrence Arabia - Talk About Good Times
Tempo:
75 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A]
You always had the nerve to recommend a certain kind of place [E] to dine in.
You'd always condescend to bring us back to your boxy-shaped [A] apartment.
You showed us that we're poorer than you are, and you're an [D] undiscovered star.
But now you're at [A] the bottom of the ocean, you're [E] forgiven, and we talk about [A] the good times.
And how they're dying like the ants, drowning slowly in a summer sink [E] of dishes.
Receding like the golden bikes of yore along the glory roads [A] of yesterday.
The dust is settling on a wasted page, and now another [D] stage.
Our friends have all [A] forgotten us, but did they really [E] like us?
Were they really [A] good times?
[E]
[A]
[D]
[E]
[A]
So now we're budging out our systems with a cocktail of gross [E] abuses.
To the moon, we reach the moon, we spin and shoot a tone for a life of [A] adultery.
We flagellate ourselves for our standard performance at [D] the gym.
And drink expensive [A] coffee and kid ourselves [E] discreetly that these are really [A] good times.
Drink expensive coffee and waste expensive [E] moments talking about [A] the good times.
You always had the nerve to recommend a certain kind of place [E] to dine in.
You'd always condescend to bring us back to your boxy-shaped [A] apartment.
You showed us that we're poorer than you are, and you're an [D] undiscovered star.
But now you're at [A] the bottom of the ocean, you're [E] forgiven, and we talk about [A] the good times.
And how they're dying like the ants, drowning slowly in a summer sink [E] of dishes.
Receding like the golden bikes of yore along the glory roads [A] of yesterday.
The dust is settling on a wasted page, and now another [D] stage.
Our friends have all [A] forgotten us, but did they really [E] like us?
Were they really [A] good times?
[E]
[A]
[D]
[E]
[A]
So now we're budging out our systems with a cocktail of gross [E] abuses.
To the moon, we reach the moon, we spin and shoot a tone for a life of [A] adultery.
We flagellate ourselves for our standard performance at [D] the gym.
And drink expensive [A] coffee and kid ourselves [E] discreetly that these are really [A] good times.
Drink expensive coffee and waste expensive [E] moments talking about [A] the good times.
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_ _ You always had the nerve to recommend a certain kind of place [E] to dine in.
_ _ _ You'd always condescend to bring us back to your boxy-shaped [A] apartment. _
_ _ You showed us that we're poorer than you are, and you're an [D] undiscovered star.
_ But now you're at [A] the bottom of the ocean, you're [E] forgiven, and we talk about [A] the good times.
_ _ And how they're dying like the ants, drowning slowly in a summer sink [E] of dishes. _
_ _ _ Receding like the golden bikes of yore along the glory roads [A] of yesterday. _
_ _ _ The dust is settling on a wasted page, and now another [D] stage. _
_ Our friends have all [A] forgotten us, but did they really [E] like us?
Were they really [A] good times?
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_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
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_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ So now we're budging out our systems with a cocktail of gross [E] abuses.
To the moon, _ we reach the moon, we spin and shoot a tone for a life of [A] adultery.
_ _ _ We flagellate ourselves for our standard performance at [D] the gym. _
_ And drink expensive [A] coffee and kid ourselves [E] discreetly that these are really [A] good times.
Drink expensive coffee and waste expensive [E] moments talking about [A] the good times.
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_ _ You always had the nerve to recommend a certain kind of place [E] to dine in.
_ _ _ You'd always condescend to bring us back to your boxy-shaped [A] apartment. _
_ _ You showed us that we're poorer than you are, and you're an [D] undiscovered star.
_ But now you're at [A] the bottom of the ocean, you're [E] forgiven, and we talk about [A] the good times.
_ _ And how they're dying like the ants, drowning slowly in a summer sink [E] of dishes. _
_ _ _ Receding like the golden bikes of yore along the glory roads [A] of yesterday. _
_ _ _ The dust is settling on a wasted page, and now another [D] stage. _
_ Our friends have all [A] forgotten us, but did they really [E] like us?
Were they really [A] good times?
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_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ So now we're budging out our systems with a cocktail of gross [E] abuses.
To the moon, _ we reach the moon, we spin and shoot a tone for a life of [A] adultery.
_ _ _ We flagellate ourselves for our standard performance at [D] the gym. _
_ And drink expensive [A] coffee and kid ourselves [E] discreetly that these are really [A] good times.
Drink expensive coffee and waste expensive [E] moments talking about [A] the good times.
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