Chords for Amanda Palmer - New Zealand

[Db] How is a fainting girl?
Is she okay?
_ Are you back?
_ Okay good.
How's Lion Guy?
_ _ _ _ [N] So _
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_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [N] this _ _ _ song, so you know, is _ _ _ _ very _ _ special obviously because it was written
in the dressing room of this here club and _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ it was written as a challenge _ [Ab] as I was,
after I sound checked, it was written as a challenge because I had just written
Map of Tasmania _ which is a great song that someone from New Zealand was like,
where's our fucking song? _
_ And so in the time I had between sound check and dinner and playing the show
I wrote, I composed on the ukulele in the dressing room _ and New Zealand's pretty fucking great. _
_ So I present to you a potentially new national anthem which would be so fucking narcissistic
that it would just be unbelievable.
I don't suggest that you choose a national anthem
that talks about me and New Zealand and my problems and my menstrual cycle.
Okay here we go.
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Db] _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ [Db] _ New [Ab] Zealand, New Zealand, [Eb] you [Abm] caught me on an awful day.
My little life is all fucked up,
my psyche [Db] is in disarray.
[Ab] New Zealand, New Zealand.
[D]
You know you'll notice for those of
you who are singing along and I don't know how you fucking know the words to the song.
You must have listened, you must have listened to it a million times.
I need to, I did a little
bit of tweaking of the lyrics. _
I hope you don't mind.
_ [Ab] _ _ _ [Dm] _
Now I feel guilty.
_ Again I've only played
this song live like once a year ago.
[Ab] _
_ New _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Db] _
_ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _ [Ab] Zealand, New Zealand, [Eb] you caught me [Db] on an awful day.
[Ab] My little life is all fucked up, [Db] my psyche is in disarray.
[Ab] New Zealand, New Zealand, I wish I could [Db] enjoy you more.
[Ab] I wish I had more time to see your cliffside
and your blackened shores.
New Zealand, [D] New Zealand, I don't know why I tore this way.
Trapped inside an
aeroplane [Db] and twittering the scenery.
[Ab] New Zealand, New Zealand, [G] I [Ab] feel like shit what can I say?
My period is six [Eb] days late, my pubic [Db] hair is turning gray.
But [Eb] I don't believe in the beauty
[Db] standard and there's no way that I'm pregnant so it's _ technically _ [Ab] okay.
_ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ Everything _ [Db] is so [Eb] beautiful [Dbm] here, the people [Db] on Cuba Street drinking [Eb] their beer.
[Bb] I wish I could
stay [Db] here and never [Eb] go home.
[B] I wish I could be just like [Db] Holly Hunter in the [Ab] piano and [B] not have
[Db] to talk to anyone even though there's technically nothing [Eb] wrong with my voice and [Db] just play piano
and make love to hot [Eb] local balls. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ New Zealand, New Zealand, you caught [Db] me at the end of tour.
[Ab] _ My willpower's collapsing [Eb] and I cannot do [Db] this anymore.
[Ab] New Zealand, New [Eb] Zealand, my song is
[Db] coming to an end.
[Ab] I hope you have enjoyed [F] it and I hope I get my period.
I [Cm] also hope I haven't
cursed [Db] you out but that's what you get when you ask me to write a song about your country in 20 minutes.
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Thank you.
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