Junkyard chords
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Capo 4 to match recording - I used a live recording (or tune town)
Play the bass note out of Em and do a walk down like this
during the verses:
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D--2-2-2-2-2-2-----2-2-2-2-2-2-----|
A--2-2-2-2-2-2-----2-2-2-2-2-2-----|
E--0-0-0-0-0-0-3-2-0-0-0-0-0-0-3-2-|
Em
And I have lived in a junkyard, where the weeds eat up the rain
Em
You get anything there, you are out of place
Em
You know there's hell to pay
C G D
And say, "You're are sick, as you are lovely
C G D
And in need of a hand"
C G D
He tells me, you are never worthy
C G C G
But I was just a child you see, that's my reality
He had a sick little girl, dirty and harmed with a breast plate made of metal
She drives all day in a rusty Buick, feet don't reach the pedals
Got a jar of flies, a fathers disguise, where his heart should be
A mouth is sown together, she screams with those eyes!
And he says, "She's as sick, as she is lovely
and in need of my help"
He tells her, you are never worthy
She was all alone you see, that was her reality… yeah
Shoulda been sleepin, shoulda been dreaming, but I wake up to broken glass
We want more, an empty desk, in my homeroom class
I got an old bone pocket knife, tight in my right hand to save my poor mother, from the junk yard man!
And I say, "he's as sick as he is lovely
And in need of a hand"
And he will know he's not worthy
Cause he will die alone you see, that's his reality
I'm not sick, I am lovely, and hatred is the curse of man!
And I will not feel unworthy
Cause I've washed my hands you see, that's my reality