Chords for Arctic Monkeys - Red Right Hand (Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds Cover - Live)

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_ _ _ _ _ The ticklers will walk to the edge of town and go [B] across the [B] tracks. _
They'll get a bag of flutes like a bird of dew.
These ships will [D] crash where [Cm] secrets lie.
In the [F#] holy wires, on the border [Em] fires, where you know [F#] you're never coming back.
[D] Past the square, past the bridge, past the [B] mills, past the stack.
_ _ [F#] On a cavalry of stone, a tall handsome [E] man in a dusty black coat with a red ride time.
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_ _ _ They'll dump you in their cellars and tell you that you've been a good boy.
_ [B] They'll rekindle [D] all of those dreams that took you a lifetime to destroy.
[D] _ They'll reach deep [Em] into the hole, they'll just rip your soul and there won't be a single thing that [B] you can do.
He's a bard, he's a boast, he's a mob, he's a guru. _
_ [F#m] They'll whisper his name, cross these disappearing lines, [E] but hidden in his coat is a red ride time.
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_ _ You haven't got no money, they'll get you some.
_ _ _ _ You haven't got no car, they'll get you one.
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You've [C] got no [Em] self-respect, you feel like an insect.
Well don't you worry buddy, cause here he [Bm] comes.
Through the ghetto and the barrow and the barry and the slums. _
A [F#m] shadow is cast where ever he stands.
[Em] He's a green paper in his red ride [F] time. _ _ _
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_ You see him in your nightmares, you see him in your dreams.
_ _ He'll appear out of nowhere, but he's not what he [Dm] seems.
[Am] You see him in [Em] your head, and on the TV screen, they won't see him, [B] what are you to do?
He's a ghost, he's a god, he's a man, he's a guru.
_ _ You're one [F#] macroscopic hog in his catastrophic plan, [E] designed and directed by his red ride time.
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