Song for Dan Treacy w/Lyrics - MGMT Chords
Tempo:
85.1 bpm
Chords used:
Bm
D
Gm
A
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D] [Bm] He spends his time, [Gm] or maybe half of his [A#] time, or [A] part of the time, [D] wandering [Bm] through the sand [Em] cobblestones, walking in the lane.
[D] He's [Bm] turning his eyes, [Gm] as the children walk [A#] by, he's looking at the [D] sound, and stops, [Bm] to take a [E] picture of his house.
[F#] [F] Walking [Em] around,
[C] [Gm] [F#] [B]
[E] [C] [Gm] [F#] [B]
[E] [C]
[D] [Bm] he sees a man, and [Gm] he's trying to decide who's the [A] most kind [D] of the [Bm] man that he's met before.
[Em]
[Gm] [D] And [Bm] I don't know if he knows, but [Gm] he's a nifty man, and makes his way through the sand, and [D] when he's locked in, he takes [Bm] his seat before [E] the show, [F#] and the waiting [F] door.
[E] [D#m] [Gm]
[F#] [F] [Em] [D#m] [Gm]
[F#] [A] [C#] Do you [C#m] know when [A] the pines are [B] good, [E] if the glass won't stay [G#m] out for good?
[Bm] [A] Oh, [C#m] the back of [A] the station, [B] the person [E] blacked about, trickled [G#m] down, and turned.
[B] He's dreaming, [A] when he speaks his mind, [F#] he's at what age, crying, [F#m] then he trips his [F#] eyes.
[D] He's lost [Bm] in the middle of the park, [Gm] when the underground's dark, he's a poet, [A] he's a lucky [D] star.
He starts thinking [Bm] about a place [E] that no one knows, [D] and when the creeks [Bm] run dry, [G] the stage blows, and he tells [A#] the strange lights in the sky,
[D] and he's back in the camp, I can [E] see the car outside, but [Em] he's listening, oh, [G#m] he's listening, oh, [Bm] he's listening.
Oh, [A] he's making up his mind, [C#m] he made [A] his mind [B] up, but the things [E] don't go according [N] to plan.
[D] He's [Bm] turning his eyes, [Gm] as the children walk [A#] by, he's looking at the [D] sound, and stops, [Bm] to take a [E] picture of his house.
[F#] [F] Walking [Em] around,
[C] [Gm] [F#] [B]
[E] [C] [Gm] [F#] [B]
[E] [C]
[D] [Bm] he sees a man, and [Gm] he's trying to decide who's the [A] most kind [D] of the [Bm] man that he's met before.
[Em]
[Gm] [D] And [Bm] I don't know if he knows, but [Gm] he's a nifty man, and makes his way through the sand, and [D] when he's locked in, he takes [Bm] his seat before [E] the show, [F#] and the waiting [F] door.
[E] [D#m] [Gm]
[F#] [F] [Em] [D#m] [Gm]
[F#] [A] [C#] Do you [C#m] know when [A] the pines are [B] good, [E] if the glass won't stay [G#m] out for good?
[Bm] [A] Oh, [C#m] the back of [A] the station, [B] the person [E] blacked about, trickled [G#m] down, and turned.
[B] He's dreaming, [A] when he speaks his mind, [F#] he's at what age, crying, [F#m] then he trips his [F#] eyes.
[D] He's lost [Bm] in the middle of the park, [Gm] when the underground's dark, he's a poet, [A] he's a lucky [D] star.
He starts thinking [Bm] about a place [E] that no one knows, [D] and when the creeks [Bm] run dry, [G] the stage blows, and he tells [A#] the strange lights in the sky,
[D] and he's back in the camp, I can [E] see the car outside, but [Em] he's listening, oh, [G#m] he's listening, oh, [Bm] he's listening.
Oh, [A] he's making up his mind, [C#m] he made [A] his mind [B] up, but the things [E] don't go according [N] to plan.
Key:
Bm
D
Gm
A
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Bm
D
Gm
[D] [Bm] He spends his time, [Gm] or maybe half of his [A#] time, or [A] part of the time, [D] wandering [Bm] through the sand [Em] cobblestones, walking in the lane. _ _
[D] He's [Bm] turning his eyes, [Gm] as the children walk [A#] by, he's looking at the [D] sound, and stops, [Bm] to take a [E] picture of his house.
[F#] [F] Walking [Em] around,
_ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [F#] _ [B] _
[E] _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [F#] _ [B] _
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_ [D] _ _ [Bm] he sees a man, and [Gm] he's trying to decide who's the [A] most kind [D] of the [Bm] man that he's met before.
[Em] _ _
_ [Gm] [D] And [Bm] I don't know if he knows, but [Gm] he's a nifty man, and makes his way through the sand, and [D] when he's locked in, he takes [Bm] his seat before [E] the show, [F#] and the waiting [F] door.
[E] _ _ [D#m] _ _ [Gm] _ _
[F#] _ [F] _ [Em] _ _ [D#m] _ _ [Gm] _ _
[F#] _ [A] [C#] Do you [C#m] know when [A] the pines are [B] good, [E] if the glass won't stay [G#m] out for good?
[Bm] _ [A] Oh, [C#m] the back of [A] the station, [B] the person [E] blacked about, trickled [G#m] down, and turned.
[B] He's dreaming, [A] when he speaks his mind, [F#] he's at what age, crying, [F#m] then he trips his _ [F#] eyes.
[D] He's lost [Bm] in the middle of the park, [Gm] when the underground's dark, he's a poet, [A] he's a lucky [D] star.
He starts thinking [Bm] about a place [E] that no one knows, _ [D] and when the creeks [Bm] run dry, [G] the stage blows, and he tells [A#] the strange lights in the sky,
[D] and he's back in the camp, I can [E] see the car outside, but [Em] he's listening, oh, [G#m] he's listening, oh, [Bm] he's listening.
Oh, [A] he's making up his mind, [C#m] he made [A] his mind [B] up, but the things [E] don't go according [N] to plan. _ _ _
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[D] He's [Bm] turning his eyes, [Gm] as the children walk [A#] by, he's looking at the [D] sound, and stops, [Bm] to take a [E] picture of his house.
[F#] [F] Walking [Em] around,
_ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [F#] _ [B] _
[E] _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [F#] _ [B] _
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_ [D] _ _ [Bm] he sees a man, and [Gm] he's trying to decide who's the [A] most kind [D] of the [Bm] man that he's met before.
[Em] _ _
_ [Gm] [D] And [Bm] I don't know if he knows, but [Gm] he's a nifty man, and makes his way through the sand, and [D] when he's locked in, he takes [Bm] his seat before [E] the show, [F#] and the waiting [F] door.
[E] _ _ [D#m] _ _ [Gm] _ _
[F#] _ [F] _ [Em] _ _ [D#m] _ _ [Gm] _ _
[F#] _ [A] [C#] Do you [C#m] know when [A] the pines are [B] good, [E] if the glass won't stay [G#m] out for good?
[Bm] _ [A] Oh, [C#m] the back of [A] the station, [B] the person [E] blacked about, trickled [G#m] down, and turned.
[B] He's dreaming, [A] when he speaks his mind, [F#] he's at what age, crying, [F#m] then he trips his _ [F#] eyes.
[D] He's lost [Bm] in the middle of the park, [Gm] when the underground's dark, he's a poet, [A] he's a lucky [D] star.
He starts thinking [Bm] about a place [E] that no one knows, _ [D] and when the creeks [Bm] run dry, [G] the stage blows, and he tells [A#] the strange lights in the sky,
[D] and he's back in the camp, I can [E] see the car outside, but [Em] he's listening, oh, [G#m] he's listening, oh, [Bm] he's listening.
Oh, [A] he's making up his mind, [C#m] he made [A] his mind [B] up, but the things [E] don't go according [N] to plan. _ _ _
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