Chords for Will Wood - "Black Box Warrant" Live

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_ [Dm] Well, she [Gm] can have some sneaky shots and sit on the L floor, and the finances will pack no bottle [D]
rockets.
Oh, the way he spun his bullet, now this cost six-six valentines, with a pack of tens of reeds in [Gm] his back pocket.
Well, the fact is that he recycled his father's years and started to leave scars on the corners [D] of his eyes.
_ And through the wine of revelation, she saw no scars, [Gb] even underneath the wine of [Gm] Iris Skye.
[G] _ _ [Cm] She'll be suffering, [Gm] sending a simple alabaster [D] jacket, but it's from the vine of [Gm] father's flesh,
and father's laugh [Cm] and flower shoots, and starts to reel [Gm] down, whose self-assured [B] sarcastic, [Em] rocky,
rabble-rousing [D] babble round the table, people to the power.
[Gm] For what?
For what?
[Cm] For what?
It's the worst.
[D] If it was gonna kill you, [G] boy, it would, yeah, by now.
For what?
For what?
[Cm] For what?
It's the worst.
[D] There's no more looking back, it's looking up, or [Gm] looking [D] down.
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[Bb] Well, [Gm] he was wearing sculled rubber shoes, and rabble boys and nobby noobs,
from out his lotus [D] jugular they came. _
Oh, they found him with a map to every victim of his love, and a tattoo of a blue [Gm] day on his face.
Well, he ran and made his final signs, who'd I imagine, spouted a cry, a hypnotic [D] Hungarian harmonic.
_ Well, they caught this nobby through his throat, but sang for all mankind,
happy birthday to the succulents, [Bb] I'll [D] die your husband, I'll die your husband,
[Gm] _ _ [Cm] His intestinal cell was [Gm] infested, palpitations set the [D] beat, his vagus nerve hurts,
head nod [Gm] and axel-hinged character.
[Cm] Wondered if the good Lord [Gm] Jesus charged cancellation [A] fee.
Off we'd have said, haunted of [D] all, he'd ripped his wits [G] right by the wrist.
For what?
For [Cm]
what?
It's the [D] worst.
If it was gonna kill [Gm] you, boy, it would, yeah, by [D] now.
[Gm] For _ _ _
[Cm] [D] what?
[Eb] For what?
It's the worst.
[D] There's no more looking back, it's looking up, or [G] looking down.
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[Dbm] I settled into a new [Gm] mind, in a flea-bitten, [Eb] tumbling paradise,
a queen-sized suite in a Wyndham micro-telecono-large [Gm] red-roofed inn, whatever, outside [Gb] Richmond, Virginia.
I [G] curled up with an [Gb] old, sew-tie-softcore porno and flipped in my [Eb] phone for a few [Gb] hours,
_ [Db] bought [Gb] myself a bag of Swedish fish and a [Dbm] fistful of chocolate-covered cherries
and a [D] pack of Arboro Nectar for $3 [Gb].90 at the bodega by the Waffle House.
[Gm] I [Gb] spun my eyes over the beautiful [G] floral [Gm] arrangements, [Dbm] tessellating and blooming [Gm] in the stucco on [G] the wall
through my [Dbm] webbed optical nerves, [Gm] anything I figured to keep my mind [Db] off of those goosebumps
that were [Gm] rising and throbbing [Dbm] and manipulating themselves into [Gm] whatever shape I had supposed it I could fear the [Db] most,
and [G] threatening anaphylaxis and asphyxiation [Db] with every sharp [G] inhale that I took.
[Dbm] And I weighed out the frozen [Bb] columns [G] as I sat [Gb] deep, deep, deep [Ab] down [Gm] in that fly-chap [Gb] ashtray,
weighing [G] out the frozen cons, [Gm] and [Eb] weighing out the frozen cons, and weighing out the frozen [Gm] cons
of every last, [G] rotten _ pulse.
[E] It was at the Wilmington, North Carolina, where the [G] nearest hospital.
For what?
_ [Gm]
For [Cm] what is worth?
[D] If it was gonna kill you, [Gm] boy, you might have to find out.
For what?
_ [Cm] For what is worth?
[D] There's no point of you back on _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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For what?
[Gm] For what?
For [Eb] what is worth?
[D] If it was gonna kill you, [Gm] boy, you might have to find out.
For what?
_ For what [G] is worth?
There's no point of you back, it's looking [Gb] up on you.
[Gm] Yeah!
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