Bleaching Sun taby ukulele według The Phoenix Foundation

D
Well I'm waking up
          A
To your crazy shit
         G
And I'm leaving now
           D
Yes I'm a jumping ship
              Bm
Because your heart is cold
        G
Like a box of beer
       D
And I just can't cope
      A
With you my dear


           D
Under the bleaching sun
(Under the bleaching sun)
            A
Out on the washing line
(Out on the washing line)
             G
I'm hanging from my thumbs
(We're hanging from our thumbs)
           D
Until we get us dry

          Bm
And I'm a cooking up
(Yeah I'm a cooking up)
          G
A little kooky scheme
(Cook cook)
        A
Oh to clean their minds, precious minds
             G
The sweetest minds you've ever seen


                 D
And now you're feeding on
          A
All the simple young
         G
And your bloody tongue
           D
It doesn't turn me on
              Bm
A sacrificial lamb is in your arms
        G
And I see your face and it's wicked charms
       D
And the way you work the room
      A
Until everybody here starts bleeding from the eyes


           D
Under the bleaching sun
(Under the bleaching sun)
            A
Out on the washing line
(Out on the washing line)
             G
I'm hanging from my thumbs
(We're hanging from our thumbs)
           D
Until we get us dry

          Bm
And I'm a cooking up
(Yeah I'm a cooking up)
          G
A little kooky scheme
(Cook cook)
        A
To clean their minds
             G
And break your spine apart in my hands



And this could be all
That you ever know
Until you let it go
Your mind is gone
It's heading for the bleaching sun
And I'll never know
Oh and I don't mind at all
'Cause I've seen it all fall before
As you head into the bleaching sun