These Few Presidents Tab par Why? (Accords Baryton)

Em   C    Em   C   Em   C   Em   C

G       D            C
At your house the smell of our still living human bodies and oven gas


You pray to nothing out loud

G        Em                C
Two first names and an ampersand embroidered proudly on a kitchen towel


         G          D                C          D
You're a beautiful and violent work with the skinny neck of a Chinese bird

     G               D
in a fading ancient painting.

Em               C          G
And if you're in heaven waiting you made it there fighting

DCD
the tightest kite string in a bad storm with lightning.


# Chorus:

Em  G     C               Em
And now these few presidents frowning in my pocket

C       Em         D      C      G       D
Can't persuade no god to let me let you talk.

 Em   G      C               Em
And now these few presidents frowning in my pocket

C       G          D      C      G       D
Can't persuade no god to let me let you off.

GD
Even though I haven't seen you in years

CD    EmDC
yours is a funeral I'd fly to from anywhere.


# Verse 2:

G                          D
I thought I had a pebble in my sock

Em     C
I pulled it off and shook out a wasp

   G                      D
It stumbled out lost and without a pause

  Em                       C
unstung as I was, still I stomped it.


  Em                               C
I thought "There is no paved street worthy

Em                   C
of your perfect Scandinavian feet."

Em                      C
My crooked chinese fingers groped (wah-wah wah)

Em               CD
  the machinery of your throat.


       Em
# Repeat Chorus then repeat "anywhere." (fade out)