Chords for Los Campesinos! - Straight In At 101 (Live on KEXP)
Tempo:
86.45 bpm
Chords used:
G
Em
C
D
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [D] You're listening to 90.3 FM KEXP Seattle.
You can find us online around the world at kexp.org.
I'm Cheryl Waters.
This is the Midday Show and this is a great band live in studio with me today.
Los Campesinos.
[B] [G]
[Bm] [Em] [G]
I think we need more post-coital and [Em] less post-rock.
Feels like the buildup takes forever
but [G] you never get me off.
[C] You pull your dress over your face
and I step down towards [Bm] my chest.
Test eyes both are greasy.
I wonder who's butt is [G] the softest.
Stand with my ear to the door.
Listening to the [Bm] landing floor.
But what can I do when we'll be safe?
Pick that mattress [G] to your bathroom where I pull my fingers into fists
[Em] until my knuckles float [G] right wide.
Press the heel into my sockets
till I see the flashing light.
Stop me when my stories change
when [Em] they have started [G] to repeat.
Cause last [C] time I [A] was a mess of [D] sleep of [Em] icy feet.
So baby, all apologies.
It was going to happen.
It never took [Am] me [C] long.
I [G] [B]
[C] [G]
[Em] [G]
think we need more post [Em]-coital and less post-rock.
Feels like the buildup takes forever
[G] but you never touch my cock.
And what exactly do you mean now?
[Em] By what can you even [D] eat?
[G] And how does [Em] that affect how I [G] get off this evening?
[C] I knew that south of Mexico had minor realization.
[Em] I understood why kids draw the sun
with its rays [B] emanating.
[G] And the beams [C] grow the clouds.
The sky look like concertina.
[Em] I sat on in my pocket for weeks, folded up from a picture.
[G] I've been playing straight chicken
with gay girls.
It's never enough.
She keeps on pulling the [Em] piece and [Am] it seems like a [G] toy.
She licked the glaze on her lips.
They shine like violet [Em] shit gray.
She never liked the
winter I [G] gave.
Some people give themselves to religion.
[C] [Em] Some people give themselves to a cause.
Some people give themselves to a lover.
I have to give [Am] myself to [Em] goals.
So baby, all apologies.
It was going to happen.
It never took me long.
And if it helps me even slightly at all, it's best to bust yourself down and get straight back on the
[G] horse.
Upon descent the smart went directly at [Em] camera.
[G] I leave you there near both our senses.
I tiptoe [Em] out of the back door.
I sit [G] down.
I see streets and view my face in [Em] the reflection
[C] of a high street lingerie store.
Though it wasn't my intention to phone my friends and family to
gather around the television.
The talking heads count down the most heart-wrenching breakups of
all time.
Imagine the great sense of waste, the indignity, the embarrassment, when not a single
one of that whole century was.
You can find us online around the world at kexp.org.
I'm Cheryl Waters.
This is the Midday Show and this is a great band live in studio with me today.
Los Campesinos.
[B] [G]
[Bm] [Em] [G]
I think we need more post-coital and [Em] less post-rock.
Feels like the buildup takes forever
but [G] you never get me off.
[C] You pull your dress over your face
and I step down towards [Bm] my chest.
Test eyes both are greasy.
I wonder who's butt is [G] the softest.
Stand with my ear to the door.
Listening to the [Bm] landing floor.
But what can I do when we'll be safe?
Pick that mattress [G] to your bathroom where I pull my fingers into fists
[Em] until my knuckles float [G] right wide.
Press the heel into my sockets
till I see the flashing light.
Stop me when my stories change
when [Em] they have started [G] to repeat.
Cause last [C] time I [A] was a mess of [D] sleep of [Em] icy feet.
So baby, all apologies.
It was going to happen.
It never took [Am] me [C] long.
I [G] [B]
[C] [G]
[Em] [G]
think we need more post [Em]-coital and less post-rock.
Feels like the buildup takes forever
[G] but you never touch my cock.
And what exactly do you mean now?
[Em] By what can you even [D] eat?
[G] And how does [Em] that affect how I [G] get off this evening?
[C] I knew that south of Mexico had minor realization.
[Em] I understood why kids draw the sun
with its rays [B] emanating.
[G] And the beams [C] grow the clouds.
The sky look like concertina.
[Em] I sat on in my pocket for weeks, folded up from a picture.
[G] I've been playing straight chicken
with gay girls.
It's never enough.
She keeps on pulling the [Em] piece and [Am] it seems like a [G] toy.
She licked the glaze on her lips.
They shine like violet [Em] shit gray.
She never liked the
winter I [G] gave.
Some people give themselves to religion.
[C] [Em] Some people give themselves to a cause.
Some people give themselves to a lover.
I have to give [Am] myself to [Em] goals.
So baby, all apologies.
It was going to happen.
It never took me long.
And if it helps me even slightly at all, it's best to bust yourself down and get straight back on the
[G] horse.
Upon descent the smart went directly at [Em] camera.
[G] I leave you there near both our senses.
I tiptoe [Em] out of the back door.
I sit [G] down.
I see streets and view my face in [Em] the reflection
[C] of a high street lingerie store.
Though it wasn't my intention to phone my friends and family to
gather around the television.
The talking heads count down the most heart-wrenching breakups of
all time.
Imagine the great sense of waste, the indignity, the embarrassment, when not a single
one of that whole century was.
Key:
G
Em
C
D
B
G
Em
C
[G] _ _ _ [D] You're listening to 90.3 FM KEXP Seattle.
You can find us online around the world at kexp.org.
I'm Cheryl Waters.
This is the Midday Show and this is a great band live in studio with me today.
Los Campesinos. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ [G] _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ I think we need more post-coital and [Em] less post-rock.
Feels like the buildup takes forever
but [G] you never get me off.
[C] _ You pull your dress over your face
and I step down towards [Bm] my chest.
Test eyes both are greasy.
I wonder who's butt is [G] the softest.
Stand with my ear to the door.
Listening to the [Bm] landing floor.
But what can I do when we'll be safe?
Pick that mattress [G] to your bathroom where I pull my fingers into fists
[Em] until my knuckles float [G] right wide.
Press the heel into my sockets
till I see the flashing light.
Stop me when my stories change
when [Em] they have started [G] to repeat.
Cause last [C] time I [A] was a mess of [D] sleep of [Em] icy feet.
So baby, _ all apologies.
It was going to happen.
It never took [Am] me [C] long.
I _ [G] _ [B] _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ think we need more post [Em]-coital and less post-rock.
Feels like the buildup takes forever
[G] but you never touch my cock.
And what exactly do you mean now?
[Em] By what can you even [D] eat?
[G] And how does [Em] that affect how I [G] get off this evening?
[C] I knew that south of Mexico had minor realization.
[Em] I understood why kids draw the sun
with its rays [B] emanating.
[G] And the beams [C] grow the clouds.
The sky look like concertina.
[Em] I sat on in my pocket for weeks, folded up from a picture.
[G] I've been playing straight chicken
with gay girls.
It's never enough.
She keeps on pulling the [Em] piece and [Am] it seems like a [G] toy.
She licked the glaze on her lips.
They shine like violet [Em] shit gray.
She never liked the
winter I [G] gave.
Some people give themselves to religion.
[C] [Em] Some people give themselves to a cause.
Some people give themselves to a lover.
I have to give [Am] myself to [Em] goals.
So baby, all apologies.
It was going to happen.
It never took me long.
And if it helps me even slightly at all, it's best to bust yourself down and get straight back on the
[G] horse.
Upon descent the smart went directly at [Em] camera.
[G] I leave you there near both our senses.
I tiptoe [Em] out of the back door.
I sit [G] down.
I see streets and view my face in [Em] the reflection
[C] of a high street lingerie store.
Though it wasn't my intention to phone my friends and family to
gather around the television.
The talking heads count down the most heart-wrenching breakups of
all time.
Imagine the great sense of waste, the indignity, the embarrassment, when not a single
one of that whole century _ was. _ _ _ _ _ _
You can find us online around the world at kexp.org.
I'm Cheryl Waters.
This is the Midday Show and this is a great band live in studio with me today.
Los Campesinos. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ [G] _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ I think we need more post-coital and [Em] less post-rock.
Feels like the buildup takes forever
but [G] you never get me off.
[C] _ You pull your dress over your face
and I step down towards [Bm] my chest.
Test eyes both are greasy.
I wonder who's butt is [G] the softest.
Stand with my ear to the door.
Listening to the [Bm] landing floor.
But what can I do when we'll be safe?
Pick that mattress [G] to your bathroom where I pull my fingers into fists
[Em] until my knuckles float [G] right wide.
Press the heel into my sockets
till I see the flashing light.
Stop me when my stories change
when [Em] they have started [G] to repeat.
Cause last [C] time I [A] was a mess of [D] sleep of [Em] icy feet.
So baby, _ all apologies.
It was going to happen.
It never took [Am] me [C] long.
I _ [G] _ [B] _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ think we need more post [Em]-coital and less post-rock.
Feels like the buildup takes forever
[G] but you never touch my cock.
And what exactly do you mean now?
[Em] By what can you even [D] eat?
[G] And how does [Em] that affect how I [G] get off this evening?
[C] I knew that south of Mexico had minor realization.
[Em] I understood why kids draw the sun
with its rays [B] emanating.
[G] And the beams [C] grow the clouds.
The sky look like concertina.
[Em] I sat on in my pocket for weeks, folded up from a picture.
[G] I've been playing straight chicken
with gay girls.
It's never enough.
She keeps on pulling the [Em] piece and [Am] it seems like a [G] toy.
She licked the glaze on her lips.
They shine like violet [Em] shit gray.
She never liked the
winter I [G] gave.
Some people give themselves to religion.
[C] [Em] Some people give themselves to a cause.
Some people give themselves to a lover.
I have to give [Am] myself to [Em] goals.
So baby, all apologies.
It was going to happen.
It never took me long.
And if it helps me even slightly at all, it's best to bust yourself down and get straight back on the
[G] horse.
Upon descent the smart went directly at [Em] camera.
[G] I leave you there near both our senses.
I tiptoe [Em] out of the back door.
I sit [G] down.
I see streets and view my face in [Em] the reflection
[C] of a high street lingerie store.
Though it wasn't my intention to phone my friends and family to
gather around the television.
The talking heads count down the most heart-wrenching breakups of
all time.
Imagine the great sense of waste, the indignity, the embarrassment, when not a single
one of that whole century _ was. _ _ _ _ _ _