Аккорды Father John Misty - Mahashmashana

[Intro]
G D7 C

[Pre-verse]
G A C G
Ooooh

[Verse]
G               D7
His body is the Gelson's
     C               G
Her soul, the fallen star
                        D7
At midnight twice a week she comes, she leaves
            C               G
And no one’s hassled her so far
                         D7       C                   G
The courters have arrived in nail polish, in tailored slacks
                        D7
Reformed past, all recognition
   C                          G
Resplendent in donor class panache
       Am               D7
It's a scheme to enrich assholes
         G                   C
What the godhead had in mind
        Am                D7
When he hid here such revelations
D7
As only singers could describe

[Chorus]
C
Mahashmashana
       Am
All is silent
           G              C
And in thе next universal dawn
             Am                   D7
Won't have to do thе corpse dance, do the corpse dance
                               G
Do the corpse dance with these arms

[Pre-verse]
G A C G
Ooooh

[Verse]
G                           D7
The one about the country’s boyfriend
        C                     G
That he never ever would live down
                             D7
Must not have made it to the angels
               C                 G
Who passed the holy Roman noses 'round
                            D7
His pale bullets found your bloodline
     C                G
In a midnight blue cayenne
                              D7
She is patient, the act of creation
        C                   G
May one day produce a happy man
Am            D7
Shaken like a pawl fly
  G               C
Obscene as a lick
           Am                  D7
Love's the birthright of young people
D7
And she ain't leaving without his

[Chorus]
C
Mahashmashana
       Am
All is silent now
           G              C
And in thе next universal dawn
             Am                   D7
Won't have to do thе corpse dance, do the corpse dance
                               G
Do the corpse dance with these arms

[Pre-verse]
G A C G
Ooooh

[Verse]
G               D7
He spoke into a hot mic
   C           G
He sang like a bird
                       D7
He hadn't had a single drink yet
              C               G
There's no mistaking what you heard
                          D7
A perfect lie can live forever
    C                   G
The truth don't fare as well
                             D7
It isn’t perched on lips mid-laughter
             C                 G
It ain’t the kind of thing you tell
                Am          D7
Like there's no baby in the king cake
                 C            G
Like there’s no figure on the cross
          Am              D7
They have gone the way of all flesh
D7
And what was found is lost

[Outro]
        C           Am
Yes, it is. Yes, it is
        G           C
Yes, it is. Yes, it is
        C           Am
Yes, it is. Yes, it is
        G           C
Yes, it is. Yes, it is