Аккорды Penelope Scott - Cemetery Pigeons

[Intro]

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[Verse 1]
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Cemetery pigeons, checking out the graves
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Cemetery pigeons, leaving little footprints on the dirt
Beside the paved walkway
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Cemetery pigeons, are you from abroad?
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Do you ever think about the pigeons that you've lost?
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I don't wanna be here
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I don't wanna go home
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I don't wanna take up any more space
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I don't wanna just bitch and moan
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Cemetery pigeons, house pets of the dead
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Where do you go when the lake is frozen
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And you've got no stupid red hat for your little grey head?

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[Verse 2]
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Cemetery pigeons, phantom skunks, whoa
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Howls and wails and necropolis snails
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And the young postmodern punks exhale cigarette smoke
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A cold blueberry cloud
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During a weird brief stint, I smoked that shit
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On the delivery route out of town
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It felt so unimportant, but I really fucking tried
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"I could do so much better if I knew how to do it", I cried
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While the anarchists danced and got high
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They sang "fuck the city"
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And I'm always caught in between
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One more smokey apartment and the liberal American Dream
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Oh, cemetery pigeons, my head is fucked
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If I had wings like you, I'd probably walk around with them tucked

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[Verse 3]
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Cemetery pigeons, I met God
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She was the red couch I tripped on
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Right through the wall and out and into the lawn
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With the metaheuristics, the syntactic soul of the ants
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No more need for cars and trucks and unfortunate fucks
         Am                 Em
Stuck going the same way in traffic

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[Bridge]
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Party crashers crash my party
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I'm ready for a little bit of mystery
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Spit saliva in my coffee, we'll write history
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Oh, the sweat inside my mask drips down into my liquor mouth
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The dirty Covid Martini is a popular drink
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And we're never ever gonna run out

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Party crashers crash my party, put me on the radio
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Ants and friends and chain link fences
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I'm all ready to go
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Oh, the sweat inside my mask drips down into my guilty mouth
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The mad dog Martini is a popular drink
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From the north all the way to the south
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No matter what time you're out

[Instrumental Outro]
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