Gods And Monsters taby ukulele według Lana Del Rey

.......Gm                Eb                 F
In the land of gods and monsters, I was an angel,
                        Gm
Living in the garden of evil
                    Eb                    F
Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed
                     Gm
Shining like a fiery beacon.
             Eb             F
You got that medicine I need
                                         Gm
Fame, liquor, love, give it to me slowly.
                     Eb                  F
Put your hands on my waist, do it softly
                                        Eb
Me and God, we dont get along, so now I sing...


              F             Gm
No ones gonna take my soul away
                F             Eb
I'm living like Jim Morrison.
                 F              Gm
Headed towards a fucked up holiday
               F
Motel sprees, sprees, and I'm singing,
Eb                         F                            Gm      F
"Fuck yeah, give it to me, this is Heaven, what I truly want."
               Gm      F
It's innocence lost.
          Gm
Innocence lost.


       Gm                Eb                 F
In the land of gods and monsters, I was an angel,
                      Gm
Lookin' to get fucked hard.
                 Eb                         F
Like a groupie, incognito, posing as a real singer,
              Gm
Life imitates art.
             Eb              F
You got that medicine I need,
                                                 Gm
Dope, shoot it up, straight to the heart, please.
                     Eb                      F
I don't really wanna know what's good for me.
                                              Eb
God's dead, I said, "Baby that's alright with me."

              F            Gm
No ones gonna take my soul away
                F             Eb
I'm living like Jim Morrison.
                 F              Gm
Headed towards a fucked up holiday
               F
Motel sprees, sprees, and I'm singing,
Eb                         F                            Gm      F
"Fuck yeah, give it to me, this is Heaven, what I truly want."
               Gm      F
It's innocence lost.
          Gm
Innocence lost.

Gm                         Eb                         F
When you talk, it's like a movie and you're makin' me crazy
                     Gm
'Cause life imitates art.
                  Eb                      F
If I get a little prettier, can I be your baby?
                              Eb
You tell me, "Life isn't that hard."

              F            Gm
No ones gonna take my soul away
                F             Eb
I'm living like Jim Morrison.
                 F              Gm
Headed towards a fucked up holiday
               F
Motel sprees, sprees, and I'm singing,
Eb                         F                            Gm      F
"Fuck yeah, give it to me, this is Heaven, what I truly want."
               Gm      F
It's innocence lost.
          Gm
Innocence lost.