Glass In The Park Tabulatur von Alex Turner

C       
        C                  
There's glass in the park
           Dm             G            Dm   
Darling, I can't help but keep making appointments
   G                 C
To sweep beneath the climbing frame


       C                   C
If the sun's in your eyes,
                  Dm            G
I'll tighten your blindfold, baby
                 Dm             G
Don't worry your foot won't get cut
      C                C/B
Strut carelessly

Dm                            G
    And when you say that you need me tonight
  Am         C/B   F      
I can't keep my    feelings in disguise
    Dm               G        Am    Dm
The white part of my eyeballs illuminate

F                      C
     And I'll wait for you
          F                      C   C/B
As if I'm waiting for a stone to stop
Dm
   I've heard them talking
              G
About how I'm gonna put you off


        C             
There's glass in the park
                 Dm        G
And now that I'm up off my knees
     Dm            G
I've picked up the speed
             C
To jump your palaces

 
      C                  
And I shoot through the night
             Dm             G    
And suddenly all those once lost  
Dm          G
concoctions froth
              C
And chase the day away

Dm                            G
    And when you say that you need me tonight
  Am         C/B  F      
I can't keep my   feelings in disguise
    Dm               G        Am    Dm
The white part of my eyeballs illuminate

F                      C
     And I'll wait for you
          F                      C   C/B
As if I'm waiting for a stone to stop
Dm
   I've heard them talking
              G
About how I'm gonna put you off

F                                                    E
    You tell me, how can I put you off when you're a matter of urgency?
           Am                                            F
I've got a million things that I need to do, but they're all secondary

Make sure you're not followed
C              C/B       Am
Meet me by the Death Balloon

Dm                         G
Paraselene woman, I'm your man on the moon
           Am       C/B     F     
And like a grain of diamond dust, you float
       Dm               G     C
And my devotion's outer crust cracks.