Chords for CocoRosie - Lost Girls (Lyrics)

_ _ _ _ _ Warming [Bm] the hearts of tragic, [A] headlum spirits.
Brighten the [Bm] eyes of petty thieves who crawl at night,
Who feign to use a knife.
Jingle, [N] jangle, the cosmos are on fire.
The blazing loins of the criminal choir
Rejoice to be alive, broken and depraved.
Sullied mop and rusted pail,
[F#m] Centuries of poison to escape this [Bm] heaven or hell.
This [A] earthly cell of dead flowers and so [Bm] many wounded foes.
It's hard to remember fantasy or horror.
[N] Unwarranted caresses, little lolitas who want to be held in large hands.
_ _ Dear Father, who art in heaven,
Hollow be thy name.
Witches [F#m] confused by their own magic,
[Bm] Witches displeased by [A] their own perfume,
Shame-locked women, [Bm] shaman women fuming with shame,
Love-locked women, women [N] their own magic women,
Shadow body, shadow spirit,
[D] White blood, blue night, [A] angels' lyrics.
[Bm] Female creature [F#] wilted high in the [D] rafters,
Orgies of [A] dust and butterfly laughter.
_ [Bm]
Shadow spilling into the [D] babe's milk,
Starry eyes of ghost's memoir,
Four [A] blue plus two, that makes six,
[Bm] That's twelve times [F#] two,
Two brown eyes, one [D] green,
Hazels asleep in the [A] hayloft,
Down the road, [Bm] drowning in dry grass,
In the sweet [F#m] maiden's lap,
Poisoned with nightshade, [D] witches last laugh.
[F#] Stick your thumb out, [Bm] lift up your skirt,
Someone's bound [A] to stop here soon.
[D] Take down your [F#m] hair, wind up your grin,
[Bm] Someone's [A] _ _ [D] gonna_
Stick out your thumb, [A] lift up your [Bm] skirt,
Someone's gonna stop [F#m] here soon.
[D] Take down your [A] hair, wind up your grin,
[Bm]
Someone's gonna take you [F#] home.
_ [D] Even though red's not [A] your color,
I'll dress you in feathers,
[Bm] And fly you in the windy [F#] weather,
Like a child bird maroons [D] on an island of cats,
[A] Little dewy brawling [Bm] cats with cross eyes and hats,
[D] They take mercy on you, they take you for [A] walks,
The mercy choir singing [Bm] dismal hymns,
Watery bible [F#] rims all jumbled in mess,
[D] A mess of bright graves [A] and flowers and [Bm] balloons.
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [D]
Stick out your thumb, [F#] lift up your [Bm] skirt,
Someone's bound to stop [A] here soon.
[D] Take down your [F#m] hair, wind up your grin,
[Bm]
Someone's gonna take you [A] home.
[D] Stick out your thumb, [A]
lift up your [Bm] skirt,
Someone's bound to [A] stop here soon.
[D]
Take down your hair, [A] wind up your [Bm] grin,
Someone's gonna take [F#] you home.
_ [D] With a knapsack of [A] trinket,
I'm off to seek my fortune [Bm] again,
Chasing ghosts of [F#] dead orphans, friend, cousin, or [D] kin,
We waved to the [A] passersby, mothwings of a [Bm] butterfly,
Endless tracks where no [F#m] car passed,
Close your eyes [D] and you can fly.
I'm off to meet my [A] soulmate,
A naked, fawny [Bm] jailbait,
Wading into ponds, [D] filly with pollywogs at dawn,
Mourning the [A] light that slipped from my eyes,
[Bm] A little child with [D] dirty nails and dirty hair,
I had dirty things crawling upon [F#] my mind.
[Bm] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [A] _
_ [D] Stick out your [A] thumb, lift up your skirt,
[Bm]
Someone's bound to [F#m] stop here soon.
_ [D] Take down your [A] hair, wind up your [Bm] grin,
_ _ [F#] _ _ [D] Stick out your [A] thumb, lift up your skirt,
[Bm] _ Someone's bound to stop [A] here soon.
[D] _ _ [A] Take down your hair, wind up your [Bm] grin,
Someone's [F#m] _ _ [D] gonna take you _ [A] _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [D] _
_ [A] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [D] home.
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _