Chords for Slaughter Beach, Dog - Phoenix
Tempo:
71 bpm
Chords used:
A
B
E
D
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [B]
[A]
In the corner of [B] 3rd and Washington, you can't see where your brother went.
Out somewhere past the beat cops [A] and beautiful women who work for the government.
[F#m] They walk by in [E] air-conditioned tunnels that arc [A] high above the street.
[D] While I sweat in my hot coffee [E] and daydream about how we [A] might meet.
Your [B]
[A] [B]
[A] mother [B] asks for a picture.
[A] She says today's your birthday.
[Bm] In some strung out [B] western stutter, [A] making all the world her ashtray.
[F#m] She adjusts her aviators [B] with an absent shaking hand.
[D] Tilts the camera 45 degrees [E] and calls out the modeling [A] command.
When [B]
[A]
we used to go [B] to parties, you'd spend an hour before the mirror.
And I'd drink your gin and ask about [A] your high school souvenirs.
[E] Tacked on the wall above the [A] bed, an old inkjet collage.
But [D] you were never much for talking,
[E] so I knelt to your [A] mirage.
[B]
[A] [B]
[A] We'd walk the three [B] blocks westbound [A] in the moonlit Philly fall.
[Bm] And the party would [B] be grand.
All [A] our friends would grin with pride.
All [F#m] our friends would be so [E] drunk and have [D#] such pleasant things [A] to say.
Then [D] at last we'd see each other in [A] the way that we had dreamed we'd be seeing.
[B] Who
[A] are [B]
[A] we?
Who are [B]
[A] [F#m] who?
[A] [F#] [E]
[B]
[A] Those nights your house kept secrets, we'd stumble up the stairs.
[B] My hands tore through your records [A] while your hands [A] unpinned your hair.
[D] But both of us still green [C#] enough to remove the other's clothes.
[A] A quiet signal of devotion that I am happy to have known.
Who are we?
Who are [B] [A]
[F#m] who?
[E] [B] [F#] [E]
[A]
In the corner of [B] 3rd and Washington, you can't see where your brother went.
Out somewhere past the beat cops [A] and beautiful women who work for the government.
[F#m] They walk by in [E] air-conditioned tunnels that arc [A] high above the street.
[D] While I sweat in my hot coffee [E] and daydream about how we [A] might meet.
Your [B]
[A] [B]
[A] mother [B] asks for a picture.
[A] She says today's your birthday.
[Bm] In some strung out [B] western stutter, [A] making all the world her ashtray.
[F#m] She adjusts her aviators [B] with an absent shaking hand.
[D] Tilts the camera 45 degrees [E] and calls out the modeling [A] command.
When [B]
[A]
we used to go [B] to parties, you'd spend an hour before the mirror.
And I'd drink your gin and ask about [A] your high school souvenirs.
[E] Tacked on the wall above the [A] bed, an old inkjet collage.
But [D] you were never much for talking,
[E] so I knelt to your [A] mirage.
[B]
[A] [B]
[A] We'd walk the three [B] blocks westbound [A] in the moonlit Philly fall.
[Bm] And the party would [B] be grand.
All [A] our friends would grin with pride.
All [F#m] our friends would be so [E] drunk and have [D#] such pleasant things [A] to say.
Then [D] at last we'd see each other in [A] the way that we had dreamed we'd be seeing.
[B] Who
[A] are [B]
[A] we?
Who are [B]
[A] [F#m] who?
[A] [F#] [E]
[B]
[A] Those nights your house kept secrets, we'd stumble up the stairs.
[B] My hands tore through your records [A] while your hands [A] unpinned your hair.
[D] But both of us still green [C#] enough to remove the other's clothes.
[A] A quiet signal of devotion that I am happy to have known.
Who are we?
Who are [B] [A]
[F#m] who?
[E] [B] [F#] [E]
Key:
A
B
E
D
F#m
A
B
E
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ In the corner of [B] 3rd and Washington, you can't see where your brother went.
Out somewhere past the beat cops [A] and beautiful women who work for the government.
[F#m] They walk by in [E] air-conditioned tunnels that arc [A] high above the street.
[D] While I sweat in my hot coffee [E] and daydream about how we [A] might meet.
Your [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ mother [B] asks for a picture.
[A] She says today's your birthday.
[Bm] In some strung out [B] western stutter, [A] making all the world her ashtray.
[F#m] She adjusts her aviators [B] with an absent shaking hand.
[D] Tilts the camera 45 degrees [E] and calls out the modeling [A] command.
When [B] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ we used to go [B] to parties, you'd spend an hour before the mirror.
And I'd drink your gin and ask about [A] your high school souvenirs.
[E] Tacked on the wall above the [A] bed, an old inkjet collage.
But [D] you were never much for talking, _
[E] so I knelt to your [A] mirage.
_ [B] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[A] _ _ _ We'd walk the three [B] blocks westbound [A] in the moonlit Philly fall.
[Bm] And the party would [B] be grand.
All [A] our friends would grin with pride.
All [F#m] our friends would be so [E] drunk and have [D#] such pleasant things [A] to say.
Then [D] at last we'd see each other in [A] the way that we had dreamed we'd be seeing.
_ [B] Who _
[A] _ _ _ _ are [B] _ _
[A] we?
_ _ Who are [B] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [F#m] who? _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] Those nights your house kept secrets, we'd stumble up the stairs.
[B] My hands tore through your records [A] while your hands [A] unpinned your hair.
[D] But both of us still green [C#] enough to remove the other's clothes.
[A] A quiet signal of devotion _ that I am happy to have known. _ _ _ _ _
Who are _ _ _ _ _ we?
Who are [B] _ _ [A] _ _ _
[F#m] who?
_ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ In the corner of [B] 3rd and Washington, you can't see where your brother went.
Out somewhere past the beat cops [A] and beautiful women who work for the government.
[F#m] They walk by in [E] air-conditioned tunnels that arc [A] high above the street.
[D] While I sweat in my hot coffee [E] and daydream about how we [A] might meet.
Your [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ mother [B] asks for a picture.
[A] She says today's your birthday.
[Bm] In some strung out [B] western stutter, [A] making all the world her ashtray.
[F#m] She adjusts her aviators [B] with an absent shaking hand.
[D] Tilts the camera 45 degrees [E] and calls out the modeling [A] command.
When [B] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ we used to go [B] to parties, you'd spend an hour before the mirror.
And I'd drink your gin and ask about [A] your high school souvenirs.
[E] Tacked on the wall above the [A] bed, an old inkjet collage.
But [D] you were never much for talking, _
[E] so I knelt to your [A] mirage.
_ [B] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[A] _ _ _ We'd walk the three [B] blocks westbound [A] in the moonlit Philly fall.
[Bm] And the party would [B] be grand.
All [A] our friends would grin with pride.
All [F#m] our friends would be so [E] drunk and have [D#] such pleasant things [A] to say.
Then [D] at last we'd see each other in [A] the way that we had dreamed we'd be seeing.
_ [B] Who _
[A] _ _ _ _ are [B] _ _
[A] we?
_ _ Who are [B] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [F#m] who? _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] Those nights your house kept secrets, we'd stumble up the stairs.
[B] My hands tore through your records [A] while your hands [A] unpinned your hair.
[D] But both of us still green [C#] enough to remove the other's clothes.
[A] A quiet signal of devotion _ that I am happy to have known. _ _ _ _ _
Who are _ _ _ _ _ we?
Who are [B] _ _ [A] _ _ _
[F#m] who?
_ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _