Chords for Mischief Brew (Erik Petersen) - Patches (For the Virgin House Punks)

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[G] _ [C] There was a house in Baltimore, [G] _
patched up shelter in a storm, [A] the rent was nothing [G] and
the beer [Em] was cheap.
[F] _ _ [G]
[C] Sunday, Monday, Friday [G] nights, the world was sweet and black and white, [A] so drink your way
[G] into a [C]
family.
_ [G] _ _ [C] Good friends were we, good songs we'd [G] sing, bad food, but hey, two out of three, [A] while
the world was at [G] war, we were at [E] peace. _
[F] _ _ [C] Start the pickup pile [G] inside, look to the polluted sky, [A] we [G] atheists met God [C] on those nights.
They'd [G]
say, [F] I look at [C] them, patches on their [G] clothes, _ [F] I look [C] at them, I gotta hold my [G] nose, _
I [F] look at [C] them, patches on their [G] clothes, _ _ [F] I look at [C] them, rise up, basement [G] show.
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Outside the house, the masses mourn, we [G] blame gluttony and lust and war, yet [Am] nowhere [G] could
you ever [E] find more.
_ [F] _ _ [C] Sometimes we'd come out in the light, [G] so out of place without the night, [Am] and all the [G] tables
froze as we [C] walked by, and they'd [G] say, [F] I look [C] at them, patches on their _ [G] clothes, [F] I look
at [C] them, I gotta hold my _
[G] nose, [F] I look at [C] them, patches on their _ [G] clothes, [F] I look at [C] them, rise
up, basement [G] _ show. _
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_ [C] So I go back to Baltimore, [G] the house moved on, it closed its [Am] doors, friends turned [G] into
lovers, strangers foes.
_ [C] _ Now things are not so black and white, [G] the world is not so wrong or right, [Am] music's not
[G] so wild [C] and confined.
_ [G] _ _ [C] There was a house in Baltimore, no [G] matter how much down your throat you poured, [Am] you
remember, better [G] not pass out on [E] the floor. _
[F] _ [C] So I try to fall back into [G] sleep, slip into the same sweet dream, [Am] but it's time to lay
[G] this tattered [C] cloth to sleep.
So they [G] say, [D] I [F] look at [C] them, patches on their clothes, [G] _ [F] I look [C] at them, I gotta hold my _ [G] _ nose,
[F] I look at [C] them, patches on their _ [G]
clothes, [F] I look at [C] them, [G] rise up, basement show.
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