Brave New World Chords by Michael Penn
Tempo:
96.55 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
Am
G
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A]
[Am]
I told her I was rolling up and heading west.
She said she would come but she was so stressed.
So they fixed a postcard of her Midwest bank.
[G] She wrote me that she showed [Am] it to her new friend Franco.
Noticed in the window of the 19th floor.
[G] I got my heads about to [A] move and then I [D] can't stop.
He would also like to know.
If I could [C] just check around before we let this down.
[Em] Slow mo from the curb to combo [A] down.
So this may not be my [C#] last day.
[F#]
This ain't no [D] golden age.
[A]
You look pretty [C#m] on the freeway.
[F#]
Let's drive [F] into the brand new world.
[A] [A]
Sample up someone [Am] off a new ride.
Driving lost the man but he was terrified.
Everybody whispering to save his pride.
Say [A] someone to be kind enough to be our guide.
Try the other one and I've already tried.
His memory's rusty and his vision's tired.
[Em] That Santa Luba's in the by and [A] side.
But the thing that wasn't there to put the lion [D] by.
He did not want to see me go.
But [C] I did not want to be another [Em] musketeer.
I'm going to let the gas run down before the band's in [A] gear.
Please don't hit me [C#m] if I do say.
[F#] But this ain't no [D] golden age.
[A]
You look so pretty [C#m] on the freeway.
[F#m]
Let's drive into [F] the brand new [B] world.
[A] [Bm] [A#] [E]
[G] [A]
[Bm] [A] [B] [E]
[G] Busted around [Am] this company looking good in black.
Looking far away out of the cul-de-sac.
Tearing through the foam but got me on the neck.
All the best he knows is Christmas and she'll [A] like.
Finally found the number of a man at the door.
Who rode up in a Beamer with a brassiere.
A buster was creaking up like a door.
Rode a sleigh and he'd be back before the war.
[D] By then the night was falling slow.
But I [G] did not want to stick around and just look on.
[Em] When I saw you pulling onto [F#] my soft [A] shoulder.
This may not be my best day.
[C#m] [F#] But this ain't [D] no golden age.
[B] [A] You look pretty [C#m] on the freeway.
[F#m] Let's drive into [F] the brand new [A] world.
Please don't hit me [C#m] if I do say.
[F#] But this ain't no [D] golden age.
[A] You look so pretty on [C#m] the freeway.
[F#m] Let's drive into [F] the [G] brand [A] new world.
[G] [D] [A]
[Am] [D] [A]
[G] [Bm] [Am]
[A] [Em] [D]
[A] [Am]
[A] [Am]
[D] [A] [C]
[Am]
I told her I was rolling up and heading west.
She said she would come but she was so stressed.
So they fixed a postcard of her Midwest bank.
[G] She wrote me that she showed [Am] it to her new friend Franco.
Noticed in the window of the 19th floor.
[G] I got my heads about to [A] move and then I [D] can't stop.
He would also like to know.
If I could [C] just check around before we let this down.
[Em] Slow mo from the curb to combo [A] down.
So this may not be my [C#] last day.
[F#]
This ain't no [D] golden age.
[A]
You look pretty [C#m] on the freeway.
[F#]
Let's drive [F] into the brand new world.
[A] [A]
Sample up someone [Am] off a new ride.
Driving lost the man but he was terrified.
Everybody whispering to save his pride.
Say [A] someone to be kind enough to be our guide.
Try the other one and I've already tried.
His memory's rusty and his vision's tired.
[Em] That Santa Luba's in the by and [A] side.
But the thing that wasn't there to put the lion [D] by.
He did not want to see me go.
But [C] I did not want to be another [Em] musketeer.
I'm going to let the gas run down before the band's in [A] gear.
Please don't hit me [C#m] if I do say.
[F#] But this ain't no [D] golden age.
[A]
You look so pretty [C#m] on the freeway.
[F#m]
Let's drive into [F] the brand new [B] world.
[A] [Bm] [A#] [E]
[G] [A]
[Bm] [A] [B] [E]
[G] Busted around [Am] this company looking good in black.
Looking far away out of the cul-de-sac.
Tearing through the foam but got me on the neck.
All the best he knows is Christmas and she'll [A] like.
Finally found the number of a man at the door.
Who rode up in a Beamer with a brassiere.
A buster was creaking up like a door.
Rode a sleigh and he'd be back before the war.
[D] By then the night was falling slow.
But I [G] did not want to stick around and just look on.
[Em] When I saw you pulling onto [F#] my soft [A] shoulder.
This may not be my best day.
[C#m] [F#] But this ain't [D] no golden age.
[B] [A] You look pretty [C#m] on the freeway.
[F#m] Let's drive into [F] the brand new [A] world.
Please don't hit me [C#m] if I do say.
[F#] But this ain't no [D] golden age.
[A] You look so pretty on [C#m] the freeway.
[F#m] Let's drive into [F] the [G] brand [A] new world.
[G] [D] [A]
[Am] [D] [A]
[G] [Bm] [Am]
[A] [Em] [D]
[A] [Am]
[A] [Am]
[D] [A] [C]
Key:
A
D
Am
G
C#m
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D
Am
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I told her I was rolling up and heading west.
She said she would come but she was so stressed.
So they fixed a postcard of her Midwest bank.
[G] She wrote me that she showed [Am] it to her new friend Franco.
Noticed in the window of the 19th floor.
[G] I got my heads about to [A] move and then I [D] can't stop.
He would also like to know.
_ If I could [C] just check around before we let this down.
[Em] Slow mo from the curb to combo [A] down.
So this may not be my [C#] last day.
_ [F#]
This ain't no [D] golden age.
_ [A]
You look pretty [C#m] on the freeway.
_ [F#] _
_ Let's drive [F] into the brand new world.
[A] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
Sample up someone [Am] off a new ride.
Driving lost the man but he was terrified.
Everybody whispering to save his pride.
Say [A] someone to be kind enough to be our guide.
Try the other one and I've already tried.
His memory's rusty and his vision's tired.
[Em] That Santa Luba's in the by and [A] side.
But the thing that wasn't there to put the lion [D] by.
He did not want to see me go.
_ But [C] I did not want to be another [Em] musketeer.
I'm going to let the gas run down before the band's in [A] gear.
Please don't hit me [C#m] if I do say.
_ [F#] But this ain't no [D] golden age.
_ _ [A]
You look so pretty [C#m] on the freeway.
_ _ [F#m] _
Let's drive into [F] the brand new [B] world.
_ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ _ [A#] _ [E] _
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[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ [B] _ [E] _
_ _ [G] _ Busted around [Am] this company looking good in black.
Looking far away out of the cul-de-sac.
Tearing through the foam but got me on the neck.
All the best he knows is Christmas and she'll [A] like.
Finally found the number of a man at the door.
Who rode up in a Beamer with a brassiere.
A buster was creaking up like a door.
Rode a sleigh and he'd be back before the war.
[D] By then the night was falling slow.
_ But I [G] did not want to stick around and just look on.
[Em] When I saw you pulling onto [F#] my soft [A] shoulder.
This may not be my best day.
_ [C#m] _ _ [F#] But this ain't [D] no golden age.
[B] _ [A] You look pretty [C#m] on the freeway.
_ _ [F#m] _ Let's drive into [F] the brand new [A] world.
Please don't hit me [C#m] if I do say.
_ [F#] But this ain't no [D] golden age.
_ [A] You look so pretty on [C#m] the freeway.
_ _ [F#m] _ Let's drive into [F] the [G] brand [A] new world. _ _ _ _
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I told her I was rolling up and heading west.
She said she would come but she was so stressed.
So they fixed a postcard of her Midwest bank.
[G] She wrote me that she showed [Am] it to her new friend Franco.
Noticed in the window of the 19th floor.
[G] I got my heads about to [A] move and then I [D] can't stop.
He would also like to know.
_ If I could [C] just check around before we let this down.
[Em] Slow mo from the curb to combo [A] down.
So this may not be my [C#] last day.
_ [F#]
This ain't no [D] golden age.
_ [A]
You look pretty [C#m] on the freeway.
_ [F#] _
_ Let's drive [F] into the brand new world.
[A] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
Sample up someone [Am] off a new ride.
Driving lost the man but he was terrified.
Everybody whispering to save his pride.
Say [A] someone to be kind enough to be our guide.
Try the other one and I've already tried.
His memory's rusty and his vision's tired.
[Em] That Santa Luba's in the by and [A] side.
But the thing that wasn't there to put the lion [D] by.
He did not want to see me go.
_ But [C] I did not want to be another [Em] musketeer.
I'm going to let the gas run down before the band's in [A] gear.
Please don't hit me [C#m] if I do say.
_ [F#] But this ain't no [D] golden age.
_ _ [A]
You look so pretty [C#m] on the freeway.
_ _ [F#m] _
Let's drive into [F] the brand new [B] world.
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[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ [B] _ [E] _
_ _ [G] _ Busted around [Am] this company looking good in black.
Looking far away out of the cul-de-sac.
Tearing through the foam but got me on the neck.
All the best he knows is Christmas and she'll [A] like.
Finally found the number of a man at the door.
Who rode up in a Beamer with a brassiere.
A buster was creaking up like a door.
Rode a sleigh and he'd be back before the war.
[D] By then the night was falling slow.
_ But I [G] did not want to stick around and just look on.
[Em] When I saw you pulling onto [F#] my soft [A] shoulder.
This may not be my best day.
_ [C#m] _ _ [F#] But this ain't [D] no golden age.
[B] _ [A] You look pretty [C#m] on the freeway.
_ _ [F#m] _ Let's drive into [F] the brand new [A] world.
Please don't hit me [C#m] if I do say.
_ [F#] But this ain't no [D] golden age.
_ [A] You look so pretty on [C#m] the freeway.
_ _ [F#m] _ Let's drive into [F] the [G] brand [A] new world. _ _ _ _
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