Chords for Mr. Malum
Tempo:
84.9 bpm
Chords used:
G
Em
C
Am
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] [E]
[G] [E] [A]
[Eb] [Em]
[Bb] [G] [Am]
[C] [Em] Mr.
Malo's got a secret, he keeps looking at speeches.
There's no whisper in precision [Gb] that cuts through hesitation.
[G] With a sharp and [C] evil whip, he [Eb] keeps his arms snap.
Babe, [Am] when the truth arrives, [Em] you won't [G] believe your eyes.
[Am] He's triumph's [G]
pessimist, [C] but he's no [B] less condemned.
[G] When the world's in [Am] congreval, his hands will [Em] cross the air of [Cm] the desert.
Say [G] we don't want him [Am] to have it all, but [Em] now it's just too late [C] to ask.
[D] Because his head has turned so tight.
[Em]
[Gb] [Em] He's puppets to the left and his pawns to my right.
With every eye, he's floating center.
[Gbm] A cruel intoxication [G] from the sap that [C] trickles down his [Ebm] branches to their mouths.
[Am] When the truth [B]
arrives, [Em] you won't [G] believe your eyes.
[Am] A vicious [G] champion, [C] but he's no less condemned.
[G] When the world's in [Am] congreval, his hands will [Em] cross the air of the [Cm] desert.
Say [G] we don't want him [Am] to have it all, but [Em] now it's just too late [C] to ask.
[D] Because his soul has turned [B] so tight, [Em] there really isn't [C] enough.
[D] Any final gasp that rattles us to bed, the [Em] last thing that we will see is [C] Mr.
Malone.
[G] From this time, one [C] slip of the shoe, [G] underneath the cuff, and a [Gm] sign of his shoes.
But [D] when the truth arrived, you didn't trust [Eb] your eyes.
[G]
[Am] [Em]
[Cm] Say [G] we don't want him [Am] to have it all, but [Em] now it's just too late [C] to ask.
Yeah, yeah, [G] what's it say?
What's it [C] doing to Wayne again?
[G]
[C] [G] Turn [Cm] your eyes away again.
[N]
[G] [E] [A]
[Eb] [Em]
[Bb] [G] [Am]
[C] [Em] Mr.
Malo's got a secret, he keeps looking at speeches.
There's no whisper in precision [Gb] that cuts through hesitation.
[G] With a sharp and [C] evil whip, he [Eb] keeps his arms snap.
Babe, [Am] when the truth arrives, [Em] you won't [G] believe your eyes.
[Am] He's triumph's [G]
pessimist, [C] but he's no [B] less condemned.
[G] When the world's in [Am] congreval, his hands will [Em] cross the air of [Cm] the desert.
Say [G] we don't want him [Am] to have it all, but [Em] now it's just too late [C] to ask.
[D] Because his head has turned so tight.
[Em]
[Gb] [Em] He's puppets to the left and his pawns to my right.
With every eye, he's floating center.
[Gbm] A cruel intoxication [G] from the sap that [C] trickles down his [Ebm] branches to their mouths.
[Am] When the truth [B]
arrives, [Em] you won't [G] believe your eyes.
[Am] A vicious [G] champion, [C] but he's no less condemned.
[G] When the world's in [Am] congreval, his hands will [Em] cross the air of the [Cm] desert.
Say [G] we don't want him [Am] to have it all, but [Em] now it's just too late [C] to ask.
[D] Because his soul has turned [B] so tight, [Em] there really isn't [C] enough.
[D] Any final gasp that rattles us to bed, the [Em] last thing that we will see is [C] Mr.
Malone.
[G] From this time, one [C] slip of the shoe, [G] underneath the cuff, and a [Gm] sign of his shoes.
But [D] when the truth arrived, you didn't trust [Eb] your eyes.
[G]
[Am] [Em]
[Cm] Say [G] we don't want him [Am] to have it all, but [Em] now it's just too late [C] to ask.
Yeah, yeah, [G] what's it say?
What's it [C] doing to Wayne again?
[G]
[C] [G] Turn [Cm] your eyes away again.
[N]
Key:
G
Em
C
Am
Cm
G
Em
C
_ [G] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _
_ [Eb] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Em] Mr.
Malo's got a secret, he keeps looking at speeches.
There's no whisper in precision [Gb] that cuts through hesitation.
[G] With a sharp and [C] evil whip, he [Eb] keeps his arms snap.
Babe, [Am] when the truth arrives, [Em] you won't [G] believe your eyes.
[Am] He's triumph's [G]
pessimist, [C] but he's no [B] less condemned.
[G] When the _ world's in [Am] congreval, his hands will [Em] cross the air of [Cm] the desert.
Say [G] we don't want him [Am] to have it all, but [Em] now it's just too late [C] to ask.
_ [D] Because his head has turned so tight.
[Em] _ _ _
_ [Gb] _ _ _ [Em] He's puppets to the left and his pawns to my right.
With every eye, he's floating center.
[Gbm] A cruel intoxication [G] from the sap that [C] trickles down his [Ebm] branches to their mouths.
[Am] When the truth [B]
arrives, [Em] you won't [G] believe your eyes.
[Am] A vicious [G] champion, [C] but he's no less condemned.
[G] When the _ world's in [Am] congreval, his hands will [Em] cross the air of the [Cm] desert.
Say [G] we don't want him [Am] to have it all, but [Em] now it's just too late [C] to ask.
_ [D] Because his soul has turned [B] so tight, [Em] there really isn't [C] enough.
_ _ [D] Any final gasp that rattles us to bed, the [Em] last thing that we will see is [C] Mr.
Malone.
[G] From this time, one [C] slip of the shoe, _ [G] underneath the cuff, and a [Gm] sign of his shoes.
But [D] when the truth arrived, you didn't trust [Eb] your eyes.
[G] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ Say [G] we don't want him [Am] to have it all, but [Em] now it's just too late [C] to ask.
Yeah, yeah, [G] what's it say?
What's it [C] doing to Wayne again?
_ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] Turn _ [Cm] your eyes away again. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ [G] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _
_ [Eb] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Em] Mr.
Malo's got a secret, he keeps looking at speeches.
There's no whisper in precision [Gb] that cuts through hesitation.
[G] With a sharp and [C] evil whip, he [Eb] keeps his arms snap.
Babe, [Am] when the truth arrives, [Em] you won't [G] believe your eyes.
[Am] He's triumph's [G]
pessimist, [C] but he's no [B] less condemned.
[G] When the _ world's in [Am] congreval, his hands will [Em] cross the air of [Cm] the desert.
Say [G] we don't want him [Am] to have it all, but [Em] now it's just too late [C] to ask.
_ [D] Because his head has turned so tight.
[Em] _ _ _
_ [Gb] _ _ _ [Em] He's puppets to the left and his pawns to my right.
With every eye, he's floating center.
[Gbm] A cruel intoxication [G] from the sap that [C] trickles down his [Ebm] branches to their mouths.
[Am] When the truth [B]
arrives, [Em] you won't [G] believe your eyes.
[Am] A vicious [G] champion, [C] but he's no less condemned.
[G] When the _ world's in [Am] congreval, his hands will [Em] cross the air of the [Cm] desert.
Say [G] we don't want him [Am] to have it all, but [Em] now it's just too late [C] to ask.
_ [D] Because his soul has turned [B] so tight, [Em] there really isn't [C] enough.
_ _ [D] Any final gasp that rattles us to bed, the [Em] last thing that we will see is [C] Mr.
Malone.
[G] From this time, one [C] slip of the shoe, _ [G] underneath the cuff, and a [Gm] sign of his shoes.
But [D] when the truth arrived, you didn't trust [Eb] your eyes.
[G] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ Say [G] we don't want him [Am] to have it all, but [Em] now it's just too late [C] to ask.
Yeah, yeah, [G] what's it say?
What's it [C] doing to Wayne again?
_ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] Turn _ [Cm] your eyes away again. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _