Peter Gabriel...The Carpet Crawlers. Chords
Tempo:
73.2 bpm
Chords used:
D
Em
A
C#m
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] There [A] is lamb's wool on the [E] man's naked feet.
[A]
[F#m] The wool is soft and warm, [C#] gives off some kind of heat.
[C#m] A [D] [C#m] salamander [D] scurries [C#m] into [D] flame to be [D] destroyed.
[Bm] Imaginary creatures [A] are trapped in birth on [E] celluloid.
[A] The [E] [A]
[F#m] fleas cling to the golden fleece, [C#] hoping they'll find peace.
[C#m] Each [D] thought [C#m] and [D] gesture [C#m] are caught [D] in [C#m] celluloid.
[D] [Bm] There's no hiding in memory, [D] there's no wrong to avoid.
The crawlers [Em] cover the floor in the red [D] ochre corridor.
On my second sight, [Em] its people, they've more lifeblood than [D] before.
They're moving [Em] in time to a heavy [D] wooden door.
Where the needle's [Em] eye is winking, closing on the [F#m] door.
The carpet crawlers, he dare call us.
[A] We gotta get him [G] to get out.
[A] [G]
[D] [C] [Em]
[D] There's only one [Em] direction in the faces that I [D] see.
It's upward to the [Em] ceiling, where the chamber's said to [D] be.
Like a forest fight with [Em] sunlight that takes root in every [D] tree.
They are pulled up by the [Em] magnet, believing they're free.
[F#m] The carpet crawlers, he dare call us.
[A] We gotta get him to get [G] out.
[D] [A] [G] [D]
[C] [Em]
[D] Mild men are supermen, [Em] are held in kryptonite.
[D] Wise and foolish virgins giggle with [Em] their bodies glowing bright.
[D] Through the door a harvest beast [Em] is lit by khalite.
[D] Hits the bottom of a staircase, [Em] but spirals out of sight.
[F#m] The carpet crawlers, he dare call us.
[A] We gotta get him [G] to get out.
[A] [G]
[D] [C] [Em]
[D] The porcelain mannequin [Em] with shattered skin, fears attack.
[D] And the eager backlifter of their [Em] bitches, they carry all they lack.
[D] The liquid has congealed, [Em] which has seeped down through
[D] a tickler, takes his tickle back.
[Em]
[F#m] The carpet crawlers, he dare call us.
[A] We gotta get him to [G] get out.
[A]
[F#m] The wool is soft and warm, [C#] gives off some kind of heat.
[C#m] A [D] [C#m] salamander [D] scurries [C#m] into [D] flame to be [D] destroyed.
[Bm] Imaginary creatures [A] are trapped in birth on [E] celluloid.
[A] The [E] [A]
[F#m] fleas cling to the golden fleece, [C#] hoping they'll find peace.
[C#m] Each [D] thought [C#m] and [D] gesture [C#m] are caught [D] in [C#m] celluloid.
[D] [Bm] There's no hiding in memory, [D] there's no wrong to avoid.
The crawlers [Em] cover the floor in the red [D] ochre corridor.
On my second sight, [Em] its people, they've more lifeblood than [D] before.
They're moving [Em] in time to a heavy [D] wooden door.
Where the needle's [Em] eye is winking, closing on the [F#m] door.
The carpet crawlers, he dare call us.
[A] We gotta get him [G] to get out.
[A] [G]
[D] [C] [Em]
[D] There's only one [Em] direction in the faces that I [D] see.
It's upward to the [Em] ceiling, where the chamber's said to [D] be.
Like a forest fight with [Em] sunlight that takes root in every [D] tree.
They are pulled up by the [Em] magnet, believing they're free.
[F#m] The carpet crawlers, he dare call us.
[A] We gotta get him to get [G] out.
[D] [A] [G] [D]
[C] [Em]
[D] Mild men are supermen, [Em] are held in kryptonite.
[D] Wise and foolish virgins giggle with [Em] their bodies glowing bright.
[D] Through the door a harvest beast [Em] is lit by khalite.
[D] Hits the bottom of a staircase, [Em] but spirals out of sight.
[F#m] The carpet crawlers, he dare call us.
[A] We gotta get him [G] to get out.
[A] [G]
[D] [C] [Em]
[D] The porcelain mannequin [Em] with shattered skin, fears attack.
[D] And the eager backlifter of their [Em] bitches, they carry all they lack.
[D] The liquid has congealed, [Em] which has seeped down through
[D] a tickler, takes his tickle back.
[Em]
[F#m] The carpet crawlers, he dare call us.
[A] We gotta get him to [G] get out.
Key:
D
Em
A
C#m
G
D
Em
A
[E] There [A] is lamb's wool on the [E] man's naked feet.
[A] _
[F#m] The wool is soft and warm, [C#] gives off some kind of heat.
[C#m] A [D] [C#m] salamander [D] scurries [C#m] into [D] flame to be [D] destroyed.
_ [Bm] Imaginary creatures [A] are trapped in birth on [E] celluloid.
[A] The _ [E] _ _ [A] _
[F#m] fleas cling to the golden fleece, [C#] hoping they'll find peace.
[C#m] Each [D] thought [C#m] and [D] gesture [C#m] are caught [D] in [C#m] celluloid.
[D] [Bm] There's no hiding in memory, [D] there's no wrong to avoid.
The crawlers [Em] cover the floor in the red [D] ochre corridor.
On my second sight, [Em] its people, they've more lifeblood than [D] before.
They're moving [Em] in time to a heavy [D] wooden door.
Where the needle's [Em] eye is winking, closing on the [F#m] door.
The carpet crawlers, he dare call us.
[A] We _ gotta get him [G] to get out. _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Em] _ _
[D] There's only one [Em] direction in the faces that I [D] see.
It's upward to the [Em] ceiling, where the chamber's said to [D] be.
Like a forest fight with [Em] sunlight that takes root in every [D] tree.
They are pulled up by the [Em] magnet, believing they're free.
[F#m] The carpet _ crawlers, he dare call us.
[A] We gotta get him to get [G] out. _ _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Em] _
[D] Mild men are supermen, [Em] are held in kryptonite.
[D] Wise and foolish virgins giggle with [Em] their bodies glowing bright.
[D] Through the door a harvest beast [Em] is lit by khalite.
[D] Hits the bottom of a staircase, [Em] but spirals out of sight.
[F#m] The carpet crawlers, he dare call us.
[A] We gotta get him [G] to get out. _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Em] _
[D] The porcelain mannequin [Em] with shattered skin, fears attack.
[D] And the eager backlifter of their [Em] bitches, they carry all they lack.
[D] The liquid has congealed, [Em] which has seeped down through _
[D] a tickler, takes his tickle back.
[Em] _ _ _
[F#m] The carpet _ crawlers, he dare call us.
[A] _ We gotta get him to [G] get out. _
[A] _
[F#m] The wool is soft and warm, [C#] gives off some kind of heat.
[C#m] A [D] [C#m] salamander [D] scurries [C#m] into [D] flame to be [D] destroyed.
_ [Bm] Imaginary creatures [A] are trapped in birth on [E] celluloid.
[A] The _ [E] _ _ [A] _
[F#m] fleas cling to the golden fleece, [C#] hoping they'll find peace.
[C#m] Each [D] thought [C#m] and [D] gesture [C#m] are caught [D] in [C#m] celluloid.
[D] [Bm] There's no hiding in memory, [D] there's no wrong to avoid.
The crawlers [Em] cover the floor in the red [D] ochre corridor.
On my second sight, [Em] its people, they've more lifeblood than [D] before.
They're moving [Em] in time to a heavy [D] wooden door.
Where the needle's [Em] eye is winking, closing on the [F#m] door.
The carpet crawlers, he dare call us.
[A] We _ gotta get him [G] to get out. _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Em] _ _
[D] There's only one [Em] direction in the faces that I [D] see.
It's upward to the [Em] ceiling, where the chamber's said to [D] be.
Like a forest fight with [Em] sunlight that takes root in every [D] tree.
They are pulled up by the [Em] magnet, believing they're free.
[F#m] The carpet _ crawlers, he dare call us.
[A] We gotta get him to get [G] out. _ _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Em] _
[D] Mild men are supermen, [Em] are held in kryptonite.
[D] Wise and foolish virgins giggle with [Em] their bodies glowing bright.
[D] Through the door a harvest beast [Em] is lit by khalite.
[D] Hits the bottom of a staircase, [Em] but spirals out of sight.
[F#m] The carpet crawlers, he dare call us.
[A] We gotta get him [G] to get out. _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Em] _
[D] The porcelain mannequin [Em] with shattered skin, fears attack.
[D] And the eager backlifter of their [Em] bitches, they carry all they lack.
[D] The liquid has congealed, [Em] which has seeped down through _
[D] a tickler, takes his tickle back.
[Em] _ _ _
[F#m] The carpet _ crawlers, he dare call us.
[A] _ We gotta get him to [G] get out. _
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