Ode To The Mets Tabulatur von The Strokes

[Intro]

Em  A  D  Bm (x2)

[Verse 1]
           Em                A
Up on his horse, up on his horse
            D               Bm
Not gonna wake up here anymore
             Em                A
Listen one time, it's not the truth
                 D             Bm
It's just the story I tell to you
         Em           A
Easy to say, easy to do
             F#m                   Bm
But it's not easy, well maybe for you
                Em                      A
Hope that you find it, hope that it's good
                D                        Bm
Hope that you read it, think that you should
                Em               A
Cuts you some slack as he sits back
           D                Bm
Sizes you up, plans his attack


[Spoken]
 Em
Da-da-da
 Em                    A
Drums please, Fab


[Pre-Chorus]
              D             Bm
And I got it all, I got it all
            Em                 A
Waitin' for me down on the street
                         D                 Bm
But now you gotta do somethin' special for me
           Em                A
I'm gonna say what's on my mind
           D                        Bm
Then I'll walk out, then I'll feel fine


[Chorus]
                      Em                A
Yeah, I'm under his thumb, I'm on his back
             D                 Bm
I will not show my teeth too quick
               Em                   A
I needed you there, I needed you there
               D              Bm
But I didn't know, I didn't know


[Break]
 Em   A
Go alone
     D  Bm
I'll go alone
      Em  A
We'll go alone
     D  Bm
I'll go alone

[Instrumental]


Em  A  D  Bm


[Verse 2]
               Em                A
Back from his trip, he's at the door
              D                  Bm
When he gets back, he's on the phone
          Em             A
Innocent eye, innocent heart
                D                 Bm
No, it's not wrong, but it's not right
          Em               A
Innocent time, out on his own
              D                      Bm
Not gonna do that, fuck, I'm out of control
             Em                 A
I was just bored, playin' the guitar
                   D                  Bm
Learned all your tricks, wasn't too hard


[Chorus]
                   Em                      A
It's the last one now, I can promise you that
                         D              Bm
I'm gonna find out the truth when I get back

[Instrumental]

Em     A
Aaah  Aaah
D     Bm
Aaah  Aaah
Em     A
Aaah  Aaah
D     Bm
Aaah  Aaah

[Outro]
  D
Gone now are the old times
  Em                               G
Forgotten, time to hold on the railing
                          A
The Rubik's Cube isn't solving for us
 D
Old friends, long forgotten
     Em
The old ways at the bottom of
      G
The ocean now has swallowed
      A                 D
The only thing that's left is us
                 Em
So pardon the silence that you're hearing
      G                         A                D
Is turnin' into a deafening, painful, shameful roar

[Solo]

D  Em  G  A
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